The last song of my 3 song recording marathon is almost done, and I feel whiped out. The song, titled "On the Beating Path" began in January as an alternative to beating the living shit out of my roommate, a 20 year old male retard that has the drama-driven lifestyle of a 14 year old pubesent girl. Not the average 14 year old pubesent girl, the ones who were considered overdramatic in late-middle-early-high-school, so you know what I mean, but I digress. This song almost had it's life ended on last thursday when I was sick of mulling over a 2 min 30 second song trying to find a way to make it develup. That night, feeling like I was attempting to use "rogane" to grow wings out of an ass (donkey), I contemplated scrapping the song, and leaving my creative wave of the past month to die a sinister death of inactivity. Instead I desided to jam on the song for 20 mins, and if nothing fell out, it was over. The next morning I did just that. As if by magic the song suddenly grew to a marathon 7 mins. I imeadiatly set about recording this beast. I now feel as though this song has risen from an almost certin death to being a powerhouse staple of my repitwar.
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