why do so many things seem so improbable? all this waiting and wanting and planning. is that what life is? planning our time, in anticipation of death? most aspects of my life are in dry dock at the moment. waiting. waiting.
in two weeks, we will be in the 19th month of recording our album. 19 months. that just looks funny. granted, many many months have passed here and there when very little was done. and some months have been frantic. not too terribly much more to track. and i think the mixing process will go well.
the only thing that concerns me at this point is the massive editing. there's some fairly dense and complex mixes to negotiate. then again, you are dealing with ashby pate and shawn avery. if we can over-intellectualize something, we usually do.
meanwhile, planets rotate on their axis, as i spin and spin around inside my interior. i'm going to build a machine that stops the world. i think it's time. we are the only known life in the universe and all we do is rob and kill.
this is but a mild concern. the travesty is the lack of good lyrics. my heart is weak.
if only you'd come back to me
if you laid at my side
i wouldn't need no mojo pin to keep me satisfied...
...black beauty i love you so
oh, precious, precious silver and gold
and pearls in oyster's flesh
drop down we two to serve and pray to love...
born again from the rhythm screaming down from heaven
ageless, ageless, i'm there in your arms
in two weeks, we will be in the 19th month of recording our album. 19 months. that just looks funny. granted, many many months have passed here and there when very little was done. and some months have been frantic. not too terribly much more to track. and i think the mixing process will go well.
the only thing that concerns me at this point is the massive editing. there's some fairly dense and complex mixes to negotiate. then again, you are dealing with ashby pate and shawn avery. if we can over-intellectualize something, we usually do.
meanwhile, planets rotate on their axis, as i spin and spin around inside my interior. i'm going to build a machine that stops the world. i think it's time. we are the only known life in the universe and all we do is rob and kill.
this is but a mild concern. the travesty is the lack of good lyrics. my heart is weak.
if only you'd come back to me
if you laid at my side
i wouldn't need no mojo pin to keep me satisfied...
...black beauty i love you so
oh, precious, precious silver and gold
and pearls in oyster's flesh
drop down we two to serve and pray to love...
born again from the rhythm screaming down from heaven
ageless, ageless, i'm there in your arms