Rarely do songs make me choke up, but these days – for whatever reason – I’m feeling it.
Oh look it’s September, that means summer is over. Darn.
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Rarely do songs make me choke up, but these days – for whatever reason – I’m feeling it.
Oh look it’s September, that means summer is over. Darn.
I want a Fender Hot Rod Deville now. And a Fender Thinline Telecaster.
Yellowcard – Down On My Head
A Boss Loop Station with a Line 6 DL4 provide for a winning combination. This is probably one of the most amazing things I have ever seen and heard when it comes to using the looper from Boss. I am almost tempted to buy one now.
Edit: Interesting, he may have done it all through the DL4 and not through another loop pedal.
Totally digging this song right now. Matt Costa, you are the man.
How I almost forgot it. After all these years, I still love it. And I still love you, Bouncing Souls. Come back from Europe and get your butts over here!
An amazing performance of one of my favourite songs of all time.
That’s a lot of “of’s.”
Happiness is just outside my window
Would it crash blowing 80-miles an hour?
Or is happiness a little more like knocking
On your door, and you just let it in?
Happiness feels a lot like sorrow
Let it be, you can’t make it come or go
But you are gone – not for good but for now
Gone for now feels a lot like gone for good
Happiness is a firecracker sitting on my headboard
Happiness was never mine to hold
Careful child, light the fuse and get away
‘Cause happiness throws a shower of sparks
Happiness damn near destroys you
Breaks your faith to pieces on the floor
So you tell yourself, that’s probably enough for now
Happiness has a violent roar
Happiness is like the old man told me
Look for it, but you’ll never find it all
But let it go, live your life and leave it
…
–The Fray ‘Happiness’
Jamming at 4 in the morning, not caring what comes out or how out of it I am. That paper I was supposed to do, it can wait.
When the six string has been laid down for the night, these two broken speakers in front of me increase in mileage after every song. My sub-woofer is broken and I am poor. But that’s OK, at least I have my tunes.
Is there anything more beautiful? Now for bed.
Instead of taking the bus home after school I took a detour to Long and McQuade to try out two guitars I’ve been looking at, the Gibson J45 and the Martin HD28. Initial play tests have come up inconclusive: I can’t decide. Both sound amazing. However, I had my heart set out for the J45 – because the dude from The Fray looked so rad rocking it – but after trying out the Martin I had a feeling that perhaps that might bring me more joy over the J45. The reason was that once I picked up that bad boy there was an instant spark. I started jamming away, not caring who was listening to my poorly played versions of Jack Johnson songs in the store. It took me a second crack at the J45 to really get into it.
But I don’t know, maybe it’ll come down to which looks cooler.

The Martin HD28