johnnythsaint

OK, I'm feeling much better in certain areas of my life....namely the band. We've been having some issues lately, but we just got a new practice space and used it for the first time today and it was our best practice in a long, long time. We have 4 or maybe 5 new songs that I'm REALLy happy with, I'm still working on the lyrics to one of them, but we'll be trotting them out before too long. We have 2 shows this month, another one lined up in April in Laredo and several more offers. We should be able to keep very very busy.
Now, in other areas, I'm a little disappointed, but I'm NOT giving up. Something needs to be worked on before I can do something. I was really hoping to get to do something soon, but that something is VERY important to me and well worth the wait. Hell, well worth ANY wait. I know somebody knows what I'm talking about here and I want that person to know that I will do WHATEVER it takes to figure this out. I don't want to put any pressure or stress on the situation, but this is my way of saying IT WILL HAPPEN. Maybe not now, but sometime.
For the rest of you, those that don't know what that was about...sorry, too bad.
I've been listening to a lot of The Beltones lately, you're all familiar with them, yes?? If not, I suggest you make their acquaintance at the earliest opportunity, it's in your best interest to do so....here's a little sample of their brilliance....
GARBAGE PICKER

Got a call from the loan shark, I'm past due on my borrowed time. I really wish I could make good, but I blew it on roses and wine. I tried to write him a letter, but the ink in my pen ran dry. I think if I had it in me, I'd probably break right fucking down and cry.

Cos I never wanted to be some kind of garbage picker.

I really thought I'd be something by now.

I don't wanna be no garbage picker.

But I think I know somebody who can help me work it out.

Came and busted my door down when I was trying to catch a little peace. Ain't it sad when the only time things go right is when you're fast asleep. He said he wanted to talk, and I told him that talk was cheap. He kicked me in the ribs and he took my baby, and now I'm too sick to speak.

Collected all the wits I had left, and I went to get a bite to eat. That girl she brought me a sandwich, and it tasted just fine to me. I took a look around the diner, all the people just pointed and laughed. I guess that I'm the only one who didn't know that she pulled the thing right out of the trash.

I still can't believe they already broke up.....