Was feeling like an impromptu cover. And it happens to be more Dashboard… on piano again. There’s something to be said about the simple sincerity that comes across so clearly in the lyrics.

Dashboard Confessional Again I Go Unnoticed

So quiet
Another wasted night,
The television steals the conversation
Exhale,
Another wasted breath,
Again it goes unnoticed.

Please tell me you’re just feeling tired
Cause if it’s more than that I feel that I might break
Out of touch, out of time.
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed
Cause I can’t read your rolling eyes
Out of touch, are we out of time?

Close lipped
Another goodnight kiss
Is robbed of all it’s passion,
Your grip
Another time, is slack
It leaves me feeling empty.

I’ll wait until tomorrow
Maybe you’ll feel better then
Maybe we’ll be better then

So what’s another day
When I can’t bear these nights of thoughts of going on without you
Maybe this mood of yours is temporary
I can’t wait to see your smile come again
Out of the corner of my eye
Won’t be the only way you’re looking at me then…

Hope things are chill.

-b.

Woke up early and set up a cookie decorating table for kids to visit. Enjoyed getting some warpaint done at the girls’ face-painting table… y’know, to intimidate my physics exam. Pretty sure I passed… hopefully bahaha. Life is still weird but I’m not really doing anything to fix it.

I’m kind of in the passenger seat in terms of relationships at the moment… and the person in the driver’s seat is going “LOOK, NO HANDS!” while gassing it hard.

(That’s not my hand, ha. A bro was reppin’ the frat for me in the picture! lmao)

I really must stop forgetting my sheet music in inconvenient places, like my mother’s house in Tejas. Especially when my concert is Friday. Luckily she knows how to operate a scanner!

Stay chill.

-b.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me three times… now you’re just a bad habit. I really don’t know what I’m chasing after anymore… my life may very well be so tranquil that I’m looking for ways to sabotage my slow and steady progress. And it turns out, you were the perfect way for me to throw myself back into the problems of what really wasn’t that long ago.

How lame.

-b.

I am so very proud of the guys and girls that crossed on Friday night. And then the after party was… extremely surreal. It felt like I was living out an alternate universe. One hell of a universe filled with badassery, ha.

The Zoetic Zetas!

Pledge Dad and Pledge Captain!

Our pledges made us a banner as well as a paddle. They did a great job.

I sang my pledge kids a three song medley about how I feel about them as well.

Life got really interesting really fast. I am still trying to process as the sand timer icon in my head spins trying desperately to sort out what is reality, lol.

-b.

This song has always catches my ear when it plays in my car… I am slowly edging my voice back into singing more, but honestly it hasn’t felt healthy in a while. First with the chest congestion, and after that cleared up, I think I have an upper respiratory tract infection now–can’t it all just stop so my voice can feel 100% good again? Wish everyone around me wasn’t sick too.

This song really represents what I love about a lot of RAGC! songs… such simply written music that is so rewarding to play. This felt so rough that I’m probably just gonna give in and post another take later. I have now posted a less rough recording that I’m less embarrassed about, ha.

“What A Pity” by Right Away, Great Captain!

This is a rough cover of Bob Dylan’s “Make You Feel My Love”, which has also been covered by numerous other artists over the years. This is rough in that this is a recording without warmup or notice when I should be practicing some vocal rest… aaaand my roommate actually comes home in the middle of the second chorus…. nevertheless, the one-man-show in my room goes on, ha.

Still shouldn’t be singing until I’m completely healed up, but I couldn’t resist… again. Gonna keep takin’ it easy.

I feel like hugging someone now.

-b.

I’m not supposed to be singing right now. I’m probably not supposed to be celebrating too hard either…

Just a lil bit though.

Congrats to CO and WA this election year! Very happy about cannabis legislation and same-sex marriage progress!

Strong showing for Obama as well. I approve. Well done, ‘Murica.

“Do more of what makes you happy and does not hurt others.”

-b.

She woke me up from a nap, but I didn’t mind.

Oh, Madre.

Not bad when we can actually enjoy talking to each other. I’m very happy we’re okay with each other now.

Chillin’.

-b.

Currently down with the ickiest chest congestion, can’t wait till I can wheeze less again. Feels like I’m the asthmatic kid on the playground again… going all in on stream-of-consciousness lyrics and sparse chords recorded right after I was inspired to get to this one.

I think this one is just as much about how I feel as much as what I can say.

I still think of you… but oh, what’s new?
I grow still thinking of you… oh, what do I do

Tears come,
But I won’t let them fall
Fears come,
But that’s not all

‘Cause you,
Oh, it’s nothing new
Nothing new, it’s just you
C
Just you, (you).
It’s you, you’re nothing new.

I could never stop you, so what could I do
So far from the truth, it’s you

Cause you,
Oh, it’s nothing new
So what could I do

I thought i saw you, what is new
It wasn’t you.

Not sure if this is is relatable topic material or not…

-b.

1/2 way through the night. Painted up a little at that point.

Paint party rave thing was fun. More pictures forthcoming, probably.

-b.