First thing I did this morning after getting woken up and getting Wyatt setup with some Rice Crispies, was to sit down with the guitar and play thins song. I sang it in an intentionally nerdy, kermity voice. I did that because it was so early in the morning and it wasn't right to dig deep into it with my husky melancholy wail. I am looking for songs to do with Music Band. We we'll do this one. Probably shorten it a little and not try and sound like The Screaming Trees. But just feel it. Rescue it from the archives of gruynge. And in the process, by rescued from the archives of our own lyves.
The video ain't much but the song could be used to roast 100 pounds of corn. It has the slow roast. The heart yearns to be cooked metaphorically, in it's own juice.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Screaming Trees - Dollar Bill
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