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Week #5 | Jan 31, 2018 – folk

This is an old song; a rare old-song gem that doesn’t completely embarrass me. I wrote it in Pittsburgh in 2014 at 2am, alone in my apartment, for a band that broke up a few weeks after learning how to play it. This one has some yelling over acoustic instruments which is so like me, I know.

This week marks the end of a full month of doing this nonsense and, you know, it ain’t getting easier, but it’s getting more fun.

I also got some rad new gear this week that should prove useful going forward and you can hear on this song. So, hopefully the quality is better despite the song quality being dubious.

Enjoy!

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