a musing in rhythm and blues. three guitars and two voices.
I sound like a chick with a guitar. I wish that the case were different. Maybe I will change...
Story behind the song
this song was borne of an improvised joke at the expense of my friend who needed to borrow a car.
Lyrics
laid back and quiet
just a normal, lazy night
as usual, we three: tomo, G, and me
nothing much here to see except for a map
on the floor
with directions to the mall
poor little G had somewhere he needed to be
"there's a problem, here," he said reluctantly
somebody give that boy some keys
go to the mall
but you've somehow got to get home
walking from the mall to your house on foot
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