February 11th, 2010

Found a song I had recorded months ago, tired and troubled up on dark spanish red wine, a fully-improvised song, all raspy and ragged.

I tried re-recording it to soften it, ‘do it right’. Nothing worked; I’d listen to the messy original and choose it, reluctantly, every time.

There are doors you open that fall off hinges. You can study the splinters or step into new chambers.

C. Way/ SnailCrow.com © 2010

[posted by C Way at 10:44 PM]


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