Elvis, give me some insight:
Mystery Train
Train I ride, sixteen coaches long
Train I ride, sixteen coaches long
Well that long black train got my baby and gone
Train train, comin' 'round, 'round the bend
Train train, comin' 'round the bend
Well it took my baby, but it never will again (no, not again)
Train train, comin' down, down the line
Train train, comin' down the line
Well it's bringin' my baby, 'cause she's mine all, all mine
(She's mine, all, all mine)
Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, infinity. Right....trying not to spend any money since I'm losing a weeks worth of pay. I just never realized how much money I spend on SHIT. Booze, ebay, crap. I'm a fucking spendaholic. To get out of this mess Im in, I've been trying to chill out on the spending thing. Ugh...there's just so much I felt like doing...NYC barhopping, PHL barhopping, gigs, record shopping. Just cant do. So Instead, I chilled in the house. I still had 15 or so cans of PBR from last week, so we had booze. Ended up working out for a bit yesterday, then we threw an impromptu BBQ. Went to Fresh Fields, bought some steaks (yeah, not a good thing when you're trying to save $$) and grilled. Drank booze, listened to tunes, and just relaxed. A friend brought over a case of Flying Fish, so we had even MORE beer. Still, I feel like I could have accomplished more. However, I think these weekend BBQ on the roofdeck will become a staple in this household for the summer. If anyone wants to come by next Saturday afternoon, lemme know...
On a side bar, I've decided to regrow my facial hair. I miss the old sideburns, goatee, and soul patch. Shit, that patch hadnt been touched in 8 years...the old face feels nekid....
Mystery Train
Train I ride, sixteen coaches long
Train I ride, sixteen coaches long
Well that long black train got my baby and gone
Train train, comin' 'round, 'round the bend
Train train, comin' 'round the bend
Well it took my baby, but it never will again (no, not again)
Train train, comin' down, down the line
Train train, comin' down the line
Well it's bringin' my baby, 'cause she's mine all, all mine
(She's mine, all, all mine)
Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, infinity. Right....trying not to spend any money since I'm losing a weeks worth of pay. I just never realized how much money I spend on SHIT. Booze, ebay, crap. I'm a fucking spendaholic. To get out of this mess Im in, I've been trying to chill out on the spending thing. Ugh...there's just so much I felt like doing...NYC barhopping, PHL barhopping, gigs, record shopping. Just cant do. So Instead, I chilled in the house. I still had 15 or so cans of PBR from last week, so we had booze. Ended up working out for a bit yesterday, then we threw an impromptu BBQ. Went to Fresh Fields, bought some steaks (yeah, not a good thing when you're trying to save $$) and grilled. Drank booze, listened to tunes, and just relaxed. A friend brought over a case of Flying Fish, so we had even MORE beer. Still, I feel like I could have accomplished more. However, I think these weekend BBQ on the roofdeck will become a staple in this household for the summer. If anyone wants to come by next Saturday afternoon, lemme know...
On a side bar, I've decided to regrow my facial hair. I miss the old sideburns, goatee, and soul patch. Shit, that patch hadnt been touched in 8 years...the old face feels nekid....
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I believe NAMM stands for the National Association of Music Merchandisers. Its where Fender, Gibson and all the rest come out to showcase new gear for the year. So it attracts all the musicians and music retailers. Its good stuff.
And I defintiely wanna do SXSW next year. Tis the year for conferences...