I do not edit these at all. I just type out what I wrote down, which also wasnt edited. This blog is not me showing you (who are you, anyway?) stuff I consider perfectly formed or whatever, its just raw material. I tend to use these later on to make more fully formed things (songs, for example), but this is me sharing my first impression, sketches, and feelings with anyone and everyone.
Friday, April 25, 2008
East Hastings has a horribly jarring ending, like someone is sticking a robot mosquito in your ear and then twisting it around. And yet, this is the best song right now. I fucking love it.
