It’s now 1:30am, and I’ve been lying in bed for a good half hour.
Oddly (or in the opinion of some, sadly) enough, I cannot sleep because I’ve got trumpet on the brain.
As I’m lying there, trying to fall asleep, Nica’s Dream is running through my head, over and over, my mind going over the changes trying to weave a line through the tune, my fingers repeatedly following the melody in the entirety of each chorus.
Think about having a couple lines of a song stuck in your head. This is much worse.
I’ve got to start getting my practicing done earlier in the day.
The best thing to do when you can’t sleep is get up and write it out of yourself. 🙂
Comment by Mark — 6/12/2004 @ 9:14 pm
I’ll never think of gummi bears the same way again.
Comment by mark — 6/13/2004 @ 5:31 am