my friend Josh has been a strong musical influence since i was in high school and was then being influenced heavily by my older sister (indigo girls, REM, Morissey). Josh kept pop music in my ears and was the first person i really sang with. (sorry for the preposition at the end of that sentence.)anyway, on the way back from this tour, i stopped in NC for 2 days to write and record with him. we didn't get too much done today, but we had fun. i'm hoping we'll get some real stuff done tomorrow. mostly, we're stuck on a song he wrote a long time ago. a really great song, but i'm not doing justice on the production and it disappoints me.
so tonight, we went out to dinner and drank and i wanted to drink more and stay up late and record crazy things, but he and the rest of the group passed out and i'm stuck sitting here with a bout of insomnia. i think i'm ready to get home. i feel like i could leave tonight and not be tired and just drive straight there....but it's one more day and i'll make it. i've got the home-sickness, something turrible.
i think i might be repeating myself, but driving through the South, especially through Arkansas is like driving through the past. strange that that state holds so many emotional memories for me. i cross from TN into Arkansas and instantly feel emotional and overwhelmed. last week it was a good 4 hour crossing back into Texas and i felt as though i was holding my breath the whole time.
i think i'm just tired and it's making me a bit meloncholy!
At least there's this. Everytime I visit Josh, this strip club has a new marquee posting that makes my heart want to sing with laughter. seriously. i have like 5 different pictures with new sayings from this place, all hilariously misspelled.
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