"While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping"
Dear Diary,
Veni, Vidi, Vici. They say a workman is only as good as his tools. Luckily I use pro tools. The band showed me the songs they have been working on. It's sweet to see their infantile expressions of glee as they play them to me for the first time. Naturally, having an elevated sense of rhythmical worth, I immediately cast a dark shadow over their compositions, akin to a colossal titan engulfing the ancient Athenian landscape in that pitch darkness that may only foreshadow pain. The musical dough is pliable and my hands are willing.
I must away to my lair once more to replenish. There is much ploughing to be done before I may reap the fruits of my labour.
Riley MacIntyre - Rising Star