Music is not my forte

by holySmith! on March 8, 2010

It has been many moons since my last post.

Forgive me bloggers, for I have sinned.

So I am going to non-dazzle you with this slump-buster of a post, just to get things back on track.

You see, I had this really cool song in my head the other day. I am going to go as far as saying it is an original song that I came up with, all on my own. It just came to me.

But there was a problem. I had no way of recording it.

It sounded really good, kind of an epic/stadium anthem type tune that could have been used in a move soundtrack as the build-up music, for example. I suppose it could also have been a pre-game ritual piece of music. This was a really excellent jam, if I do say so myself.

Then I started to think about how I was definitely going to forget it. Sure enough, that happened. It’s not in my head anymore and there is little or no hope of getting it back. Once a song is un-stuck, it’s gone for good.

And it’s too bad. I suppose I could have hummed it into my voice recording-capable phone, but that would not have done it any justice and upon playback, I would have thought I was some kind of dumb ass. I’m not much for carrying a tune.

It’s not like I know how to write music, so that wasn’t an option.

So my question is this: If I have a really good song in my head that is original to my brain, how the hell do I get it out? How do I share my glorious tune with the masses?

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Conversations with a 3-year-old episode 2

by holySmith! on December 30, 2009

To set the scene: holySmith! The Boy finally has decided that the time has come to commit to going in the potty. For the past year, he has known how to do it, but for whatever stubborn reasons, he flat-out decided NOT to do it in his potty chair when nature called. Instead, he opted for his diaper.

And then tonight, he decided to wear his boxers instead of his diaper. So just before he jumps into his bed, I ask him to make a quick trip to his potty. He walks over, does his business, goes through the whole process, washes his hands, and then jumps in bed. He was very proud.

So I tell him what a good boy he is for going in his potty and all that, and within 15 seconds of getting tucked in, he squirms out of his blankets and says he has to go again. He goes through the entire process again, washes his hands and I tuck him in again. After maybe one more minute, he slides out of his bed, walks over to his bathroom and sits down to go yet again. I guess he’s making up for lost time or something, but it’s a big step, so I encourage it.

The following is our post-poopy conversation:

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Mrs. Jeley’s cookies are the key to world peace

December 23, 2009

Jeley brought in cookies to the office today. Mrs. Jeley made them. I tried one.
Holy shit.
Mrs. Jeley’s cookies, had they been put into play politically several months ago, could have been the bargaining chip that brought sweeping change to the healthcare industry with unanimous support from both political parties, no questions asked.
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Sources confirm heart of Rock n Roll not beating

December 23, 2009

Sources close to Rock n Roll are today confirming that the old boy is, indeed, barely breathing and have also verified that the heart of Rock n Roll is no longer beating in DC, San Antone [sic], the Liberty Town, Boston, Baton Rouge, Tulsa, Austin, Oklahoma City, Seattle and San Francisco, too.
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Knowledge is disappointment and power

December 3, 2009

Ouch. In the animal kingdom, even a mighty tiger can sometimes be brought down by a wild pack of hyenas (more on that in a moment).
As a world famous Internet blogger, holySmith! understands the pressures brought on by ridiculous amounts of fame and the opportunities that arise because people know your public persona. Fame’s a [...]

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