Wednesday, September 7, 2016

There's Far Too Much Reality About and Don't Need That

There was reality but, wtf, it passes.  Music is forever.

(Ed:  that's why I can't fucking get "Winchester Cathedral" out of my head!)

Well, yes.  Some music is a disease.  Can't be helped.

Winchester Cathedral
is dragging me dow-ow-own
but I can't fucking kill it
'cos I don't know the words

de dum de de dum dum


Yah, but now you're trying to remember the words.  God help you, my son.


OK, let's try some therapy.  How about "Surfer Girl?"

(Ed:  that's supposed to help?)

Well, no.  It's just different.

In my room
it's always lonely
and I jerk off a lot
in my room
in my room

(Ed:  that's not even the right nauseating song.  More accurate lyrics, tho.)


Unknown when Cat may show but thinking it's time to taunt Fate, blow a bowl, and tinkle some jams or jam some tinkles or something.

(Ed:  Tony Banks doesn't tinkle!)

Nope, he's got an F1 key.  Teeth will come out of your skull when you go that low.

(Ed:  shift the keys and downshifting the upper octave is no great loss.  All the beef is on the bottom anyway.)

F2 is good as there are no 15" subs to get the full dental effect from going that low.

(Ed:  it's still worth it!)

Maybe ... Crazy Eddie.

(Ed:   Crazy Eddie would say burn the keyboard and take up aircraft racing!)

Good point.


You know, maybe that is F1.  I'm really not sure now.  I think I need another octave because there's no way it can go up on the high end.  Must verify that.  (The high end can go up but not to any musical purpose.)

Dive, dive, dive ... you could get into all kinds of music theory and physics with how far music can extend in either direction but that's way more maths and physics we want in a non-reality show.


Nix on the bowl just now but we'll see.

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