Quiet piano beginning, picking up tremendously around :45. Big, sweeping, orchestral victorious kinda thing.

Running home... as the school bell rings, the boy from Bradbury's Greentown, Illinois, runs from the schoolyard and speeds home. Around the corner, racing past the neatly trimmed yards and hedges, he rips down the alley where that special girl…

Listent for different laughs - from giggles to guffaws - in the different string sections, working together (hopefully!). It's a room of higher-society hopefuls, laughing at each other's jokes, and I see one woman, powdered hair, large, sweeping…

Trying to do write something "happier" than my usual moody stuff. Still working on it.

Trying to do write something "happier" than my usual moody stuff. Still working on it.

Trying to do write something "happier" than my usual moody stuff. Still working on it.

Trying to do write something "happier" than my usual moody stuff. Still working on it.

This is a Lumberforked version of a Sir Alfred IV -- check them out on alonetone.

I Don't Care Anymore- Produced By Adam West Lyrics By Bradley Logan Copyright 2010