Showing posts with label Fleet Foxes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fleet Foxes. Show all posts

Thursday, June 16, 2011

An F# minor 7th.


So today was the last day of work. It went better than I expected, thanks to my wonderful co-workers.

Are you being serious or are you just joking, farmboy?

Oh, I'm completely serious. I work with a great group of people. We are, I say modestly, a great team. They are just fuckin' great people with good hearts and amazing sense of humor. Good singers, too.

You're going to miss them, farmboy.

Yeah, I am. A lot.

So I'm thankful that I got to leave these people on a good, if sad, note. If it were a note, it would be blue, you know. An F# minor 7th.

How are you doing on making plans for the summer?

I want to talk to you about them. I need to talk to you about them. But I don't really feel up to it tonight.

I bet. You've had an emotional day.

I have. I think, on some level, I'm, like, totally wiped out, man. I'm gonna eat some Chinese food from Safeway and surf the internet and try to decompress. Listen to Fleet Foxes or something.

See you this weekend, farmboy?

You got it, man.



Thursday, May 5, 2011

I could be a good performer


Oh man, I tell you...I'm stoned and I'm listening to the new Fleet Foxes album. I'm only on the first song but it's beautiful so far. That main guy, what's his name? Robin Somebody, I think.

So tell me about the gig, farmboy.

Let me tell you, man, it's been a fuckin' day. Tomorrow the ax falls at work. This week has been tense for everybody.

I just needed to tell you that.

I'm glad you did. So what about the gig?

My hands gave me a good amount of trouble, but I worked past it and I don't think the audience noticed. Other than that, the performance was one of my best.

Really?

Yeah. I got called back for an encore. Which usually doesn't happen with anybody at the coffeehouse. I mean, it happens, but it's few and far between, you know?

I sang good. I communicated. I could be a good performer if I did it a lot more often.

Wow, farmboy! It's great to hear you say this. It really is.

Yeah. Too bad I'll just find some way to negate it. That's what I do.

So enjoy while you can.

You know, I think I will.

Happy Cinco de Mayo, farmboy.

Oh yeah. Time for chips and pico de gallo!