March 7, 2004

the sweet noise that rings in my head

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Book Corner

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Years ago I wrote a story about how us kids got the hell scared out of us - the hell went back in later - by a ghostly caper my grandmother had engineered.  The story was published in a local alternative newspaper.  One of the other kids, who had since grown up and gained an English degree, read it and said, "You know, I've been meaning to write that story.  I just haven't had the time."

What he meant was: After finishing all the crap he had to do each day, after the wage machine had sucked away most of his good energy, he didn't feel like sitting down at the keyboard to tap out words that, once they appeared, likely would not sound anything like the sweet noise that rang in his head.

I knew about that.

Randy Osborne, from
"SOUNDPROOF ROOMS, INSANITY AND THE MUSIC IN YOUR HEAD"

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