In other news, Original Sound Trash has a show on the calendar. And here I thought the band was slowly dying. Apparently we're not. Cool.
The show is over a month away, but I think I just spent a good half an hour discussing wardrobe options with my neighbors in the kitchen. I guess that means I'm really comfortable here - usually I just save that whole "what-do-I-WEAR???" conversation for my mother. But it's a legitimate thing to think about. I don't want to bore you guys, but there are really a lot of roads I could go down as far as rock show attire is concerned.
Okay, so maybe there are only three main roads to take:
c) black leather
Combinations of any or all of the above are also acceptable but may be considered over the top. I'm leaning towards leather, but if anyone has any profound input I would love to hear it.
I feel like this is one of those posts that probably doesn't need to exist but I will hit "PUBLISH" anyway. I mean, look at me - I'm talking about clothing and hair and my mundane plumbing problems. Snore.
Been working on "Goat Man" a lot but I never seem to get as much work done as I think I should be doing. Lately, Goat Man has been sticking his little hooves into the ground and refusing to move forward. He's a stubborn little guy.
I did manage to write a new song. And record it. As a duet with myself, because I couldn't find a singer. I edited the pitch on my voice to sound like a dude. Then I took it down way too low and I sounded like Darth Vadar. I think it was at that point I got frustrated and put that song on the back burner. But not after sharing the Darth Vadar track with a couple of friends down the hall, of course.
Maybe someday, a documentarian will refer to this phase of my life as "the early years leading up to Lauren's big debut as a writer/rock star/freelance hippy." But right now, I feel a little more insane all the time.
Did I mention that it's the best kind of insanity?
On that note, I should probably sleep or something.