Tuesday, November 7, 2006


For 2 years, I hardly picked up my bass. Sometimes I'd entertain C6 with a speedpunk medley of The ABC Song/Twinkle Twinkle Little Star/Baa Baa Black Sheep, but that was pretty much it. My fingers are starting to remember how to be in sync with my brain. Scraping off the rust. It feels good to play again. Playing again feels like a Welcome Home Party for a part of me that has been away on a long journey.

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