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Jamming with the Clock... the Midnight Blues

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Midnight yesterday evening. Far late enough as bed time for wise people... But I had not touched my vibes since I was back from the workshop... I closed the living room's door and took back my lonely mallets...

The rats and fish were quiet in the opposite corner. Ok, cool... But then I heard it. That noisy and disturbing clock on the cheminee that I always need to take off and put in the bathroom when I record something.

But this time I didn't hear it the same. It had become a lovely and soft 60 bpm metronome!

In Conversation and In Music

I just had a phone call with someone. We were talking and I thought of something I wanted to say. I knew underneath I was partly bragging about ME. Strike one. Then the conversation just started to drift but I HAD to get my plug in there. So I tried to work it in the new subject. I blurted it out and sounded like a frickin' idiot. Awkward moment but the other person just moved on.

On the way home I realized that I have done this with soloing AND comping as well. You guys get it?