Gotta Make Music
I was slacking on my pimping. Had to turn it up . . . as we used to say.
Song I’m trying to write, sped up (quite a bit) and changed (even more), but since it is not done yet, and it is mine, I can do whatever I want.
“Seasons”
” . . .Winter’s frost means summer’s lost
Until we spring, we will fall. . . “
There’s more, but that’s all I felt like singing this time around.
Stay tuned . . .
Too much talent in one, can’t hold it any longer. Gotta let it out. Silencing this energy is becoming impossible. Wanna let it out, Gotta let it out, GOTTA MAKE MUSIC. Loud sweet, wonderfully funky, rhythms. As for me I gotta sing.
janine garnett said this on January 6th, 2008 at 1:49 pm