We've come a long way, baby.
Yes, I'm talking to you baby bad guitar. The poor little thing isn't even in this video much less the song! Time goes on, we get bigger and better toys and forget about the little one we love so much. Well, I haven't forgotten. I never forget.
But, boy, am I having fun with my new MIDI-to-USB cable that enables me to hook up my digital piano directly to my computer! That means I can play to my heart's desire (which is exactly what happened in this song and it turned out perfect -- well, ALMOST perfect). I did correct a sour note here and there, and I've still got a lot to learn about the whole get up because, despite click-track, I sped up as I went along and then had to fudge the software drums a bit. Pandemonium ensues at the end, but by that time it won't matter.
This isn't your typical GBGC track, but it was a venture into new territory. At times, it's a bit too Bruce Hornsby-y or Bob Segery for me. It is what it is, and I hope the person I wrote it for likes it nevertheless.
I still love you, you little red guitar, you.
Oh, and why the blond wig? Who knows? I just felt like it.
We just got started. Is it already done?
Our plans got interrupted, but I’ve still got some.
Out of sight, out of mind.
But you know I’m one of a kind.
And now I’m getting impatient, but it’s not up to me.
I need your help. I can’t do this all by myself.
because I’m the closest thing you’ll find to perfection
so don’t wait, or it’ll be too late
I’ll trample over anything in the way of what I want to get.
So go away if you must(h),
but how could you forget about us?
because it’s the closest thing we’ll find to perfection
so don’t wait.