Wow. I've had a sudden urge to learn to play the harmonica.
I mean, I've kinda wanted to for awhile. I mean, there's a bunch of early Beatles songs with harmonicas.
Well, first there were a few Monkees songs with harmonicas. I mean, technically, the Beatles were first, but in my life (ha ha), the Monkees were first.
Then Roger Daltrey plays the harmonica too. Guh. Was watching multiple angle Won't Get Fooled Again and Baba O'Riley today.
I love it. And some other special features with the audio restoration and stuff. Is that what I want to do? I mean, that'd be cool. But I don't know. Is there any money in that? I want money you know. That's what I want. Right. Right.
But ah. Yeah, tonight I just had this really strong urge to play harmonica.
I mean, I know what happened the last time I wanted a new instrument.
But hey! It wasn't my fault I wanted to play drums! Damn you Keith.
Okay, okay, I'm sorry Keith. I love you. You are forgiven.
But I have been making CDs of songs I can kind of play on drums so once my brother's not so sick I can jam with myself. Or with him, since he's not sick. Well, he is now, but I'm not going to play now because he's sick and it's late.
But ah… right. Drums were a disaster. I mean, there's still a chance I might take them up again. I mean, I still play them occasionally. Just not as often as I *should*.
I found a site with Beatles songs on it for the harmonica and I understand how it is and it seems quite easy.
There was one time my grandma had a harmonica when I was little and I played it. I mean, it wasn't any real song, but I could play it, that's a start right?
Woo. I'm hyper for no reason.
Anyway…
Life's a drag when you're all alone
Sitting in the darkness
I'm a little bit queesy
You know it ain't easy
Have you been to the circus lately
I heard they were coming to town
My eye's can see what you can't hear
I know you're near
If it isn't a little over the top
You know it can't be real
Arriving in the kitchen a short while later
He could see Marcia getting hit by the football
Right. I don't even know. What I'm doing. Trying to write a song, I suppose. I don't suppo-oh-ose. Anyway. I don't know. I'm feeling a little jittery. Like I need to do something. Maybe I'll write my Stairway tonight.
Can't sit still
Unoccupied
Can't stay here
Institutionalized
Maybe I'll find my way
Tonight
Tonight
Can't be right
Unsatisfied
Can't do it
Impossible
Maybe I'll die today
All right
All right
You know I can't
You know I'll never
You know it's hard
You know I'm not
You know it's useless
Can't get it
Unreachable
Can't see it
Invisible
Maybe I'll see you soon
Just might
Just might
You know I can't
You know I'll never
You know it's hard
You know I'm not
You know it's useless
You know it's useless
You know it's useless
Huh. Well. There's my song. I really don't know what it's about. I didn't really go back and change anything, so it's a little awful. Probably a lot awful. I didn't really think about what I was writing. It just kind of came to me. I just tried to find words that fit, though I'm sure it'll be off a little. Don't really have any music in mind for it. I doubt I'll do anything with it. I just felt like writing *something*. I have a feeling it's like some of the songs I wrote when I was little. And I'll want to rip it up because it's embarrassing. But this one isn't really embarrassing, because it's not about me. It was just channelled to me from uh my… brain. Right. I don't know. I don't want to re read it, because I'll change it, and hey, it might just be my stairway. It seems unfinished. Unrefined. I mean, most of my songs are like that. But I realize this one is like that and I'm not caring too much.
Right. I'm posting this now.
10:17