Wednesday, April 22, 2009

like the ice cream truck song

I have played "Banjo in the Hollow" approximately one bajillion times now. It is now my interior monologue, voice of reason, serenity mantra and private theme song, having edged all other aural matter out of my consciousness. It's too bad it sounds just as bad replaying over and over in my head as it does when my fingers trip over it during practice. Can't wait to diversify with "Cripple Creek."

On a related note: Look ma, I'm folksy!

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