Guitar Circle Journals

An evening in the studio, hoping to pack things up… I mean wrap them up. My brazilian neighbour comes by to help me out, with everythign would have been good, but lets be real… he can help me with the joke song. I’lll have to sing the other one myself… tomorrow, I suppose. Ho hum… it’s too long for him to learn. I was singing it to myself on the train. It still isn’t done. Some pretty nice parts though, not at all harmonized yet… oh dear, and I have to go to Bordeaux on Wednesday morning, and there is rehearsal tomorrow, which I suppose I must miss… (?). Who knows.

Anyway, he shows up and immediately starts pitching some mad idea involving next door’s restaurant, a scheme to make 50 plates of beans and rice at 10 euro each and do a “cultural afternoon”. Ok, I am in, as long as it is not soon. Then I find out that the chef is the mother of the ex-secretary of the samba school who, the last time I saw her (actually that was last night, but I had learned the lesson)… the second to last time I saw her (in the same place as last night actually), totally rebuffed me when I approached her to make amends for misunderstandings past (involving the administration of said group… last year). Anyway. Not sure I can be in the kitchen with her mother without her showing up to throw a wobbly.

Temperatures stayed low… too low. The sun was out. I will save the energy about the silly meeting I had today, by not telling about it.

Mostly just at work and also working on the main song.

In the morning a bike to the station and the 7h48.

And that was good.

It may be Zéro degrees… but at leas there is the sun!

Finally, in the evening…. home and cleaning, writing a mail, shop, and dinner, and then time for 30 minutes guitar before M came over. He pitches his idea, then we work on the funny song, and then we record it. Actually he thought we were just practicing with headphones…. and it’s a wrap.

Then we recorded the new Aquarela song, sort of.

But neither of these is the song I really must finishe and record…

NNot to mention 3 days of journals to post… hmm.

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