Journal
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May 19th, 2005 @ 6:52PM
I have a keyboard. It's not a top-of-the-range synthesiser or anything like that, but I am very pleased to find that I can play most of my old tunes with my nine remaining fingers. I can't get all the high notes in some of the faster pieces and I am going to have to re-learn many of the scales, but to be able to knock out a short instrumental or add real playing to a backing track (rather than relying on MIDI which I find boring and difficult to 'express' with).
Because of this I am now re-working an old tune which was my first (and, so far, only) attempt at a dance track. I have been long-berated for creating sad, suicide-inducing music and hope that this lively tune (about a man who doesn't believe a single thing that his lying bitch of a wife says) will change people's opinion of me