A morning storm recorded in the courtyard and a musical motif written in the evening. combined time working-- 45 minutes, interrupted by a phone call from the parents to see if I was still alive.

the DANCEBOT! disclaimer

Apparently I wrote this three years ago, well, August '06. I just found it. It picks up after a minute or so...

From your parents you will learn everything and nothing without even realizing lyrics: Don't look in the mirror, your skin will never seem as soft Don't wait in the middle when your mind is already made up Just make it home, please…

clarity during a swift beginning is a mirage yet unknown lyrics: Momma, you've got to see this man I've found clean cut, honest, and so handsome We're thinkin' 'bout pickin' up and movin' on he'll get a job where we'll go and he'll make…