Dang i forgot to do a song today and now i’m pretttttty tired. Look for a b-side or demo or something tomorrow evening…
On a side note, Kristin and I are leaving for PARIS on THURSDAY – so there won’t be song-a-weeks for the next two (i think) weekends unless something very odd happens. In their place, however, will be stories and photos from abroad, so stay tuned!
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9 Comments
Oh yes, I think you need to write and post songs from France. That’d be hilarious in a very cool way.
seriously. bring a harmonica or something. go minimalist.
oh yeah, and dont forget to bring me back something amazing from france that i would really like.
p.s. oscar wilde’s buried in france. i need you to kiss his gravestone for me.
Here’s my suggestion: Bring a small digital recorder, find some Parisian street musicians and post their sons.
Or just enjoy Paris. There’s a really great crepe stand near Notre Dame. If you turn down this side street that has a lot of Greek restaurants (I think) it should be down there.
there’s a great crepe stand across the street from the Eiffel Tower. Check it out. And have a blast (even though the city is dirty)
No freakin way I’m kissing oscar wilde’s gravestone for you. i’ve already expressly forbade kristin from the same. plus, you know, he might get the wrong idea.
I should post their sons? But… Wrangling them away from their parents could be difficult.
I will be eating as much of everything awesome ever. Expect photos, blogs, stories, and weight-gain. Well maybe not the last part… sorry.
There’s great crepe stands all over paris. But Jon, myself, and Dan?, amongst others, seem to always end up at the same one.
Check out the Sacre Couer. It’s the church on the hill. Great view of the city and it’s right in front of hippieville and the place where all those famous ppl are buried.
If you could record a conversation with a frenchman that ends with him saying “Sacre Bleu!” that will be worth the lack of songs of the weeks.