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page from notebook drawn while watching a music documentary

for the last couple of months i've taken stabs at piano balladry and hairrock and i feel trapped by music by having to listen to it and it's everywhere and i can't stop listening. i've felt touched and molested when it comes to music and i need to keep away from it for a while which will be impossibke but i'll make a go.

i tried to draw the sound i want i've tried this before and i always get close or the interesting opposite and it works. i'll keep the sound in my head and feed it myself. the sound is the trumpet with the wooden flute inside it surrounded by whales. moaning triumphant anthemic moaning. the landscape is amoeba with a virus oil rig in the background. ominous. the guitar is useless. the person has no ears or eyes. the nose is a house because i've said dogs live in their noses they are gateways to other dimensions and the only sense that can sense itself and i think it would be a nice place to settle down raise a family die in. the rest is based on the wish fullfillmet song i wrote two months ago walking my paper route. all my fifth grade wishes. to be a naked wild man who can play a flute like in a film and who the trees move to accomodate and cradle when i climb up into them or something. there some coyotes below. i usually climbed up in the trees when it started getting dark because i didn't like the coyotes that were around they scared me i saw them attack a deer on the side of a road as my dad's headlights brushed them with powderand i assumed they couldn't climb when it was time to leave i'd climb down and run in a blind terror from the forest until i arrived home then i had crazt rem sleep

Description
page from notebook drawn while watching a music documentary

for the last couple of months i've taken stabs at piano balladry and hairrock and i feel trapped by music by having to listen to it and it's everywhere and i can't stop listening. i've felt touched and molested when it comes to music and i need to keep away from it for a while which will be impossibke but i'll make a go.

i tried to draw the sound i want i've tried this before and i always get close or the interesting opposite and it works. i'll keep the sound in my head and feed it myself. the sound is the trumpet with the wooden flute inside it surrounded by whales. moaning triumphant anthemic moaning. the landscape is amoeba with a virus oil rig in the background. ominous. the guitar is useless. the person has no ears or eyes. the nose is a house because i've said dogs live in their noses they are gateways to other dimensions and the only sense that can sense itself and i think it would be a nice place to settle down raise a family die in. the rest is based on the wish fullfillmet song i wrote two months ago walking my paper route. all my fifth grade wishes. to be a naked wild man who can play a flute like in a film and who the trees move to accomodate and cradle when i climb up into them or something. there some coyotes below. i usually climbed up in the trees when it started getting dark because i didn't like the coyotes that were around they scared me i saw them attack a deer on the side of a road as my dad's headlights brushed them with powderand i assumed they couldn't climb when it was time to leave i'd climb down and run in a blind terror from the forest until i arrived home then i had crazt rem sleep