brooding
the storm is a’comin’. Hope the crops’ll make it through.
the storm is a’comin’. Hope the crops’ll make it through.
and add some electronics.
What do you get?
Bachtronic, of course. You should have expected this.
Say that ten times fast. At least it’s in 4/4 time for once.
I can say that I now love sax as much as olives.
well, it seems to be back, at least for today.
since I went West. Pastoral-style.
They poke their heads up. I whack ‘em.
lullaby. When the strings come in, think of the words “hush little child, sleep little child”.
Inspired by Pet Sounds.