Spent some real time listening to Darkness on the Edge of town, painting, drinking sleepytime tea, and trying to discern whether his voice just sounds slowed down and stretched out or actually is. Listen to it again today to see. Going to learn new songs, going to force fingers to become immune to strings again. Maybe learn how to use a pick to stop blistering thumb, or maybe not. Sing my heart out anyway.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment