tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31775382011-11-16T13:54:05.783-05:00Just Drew.Drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00089802392942608676noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177538.post-63968552001-10-16T23:53:00.000-04:002001-10-16T23:53:51.003-04:00

Well, I'm up again. To top off the weekend. I'm having a really long stream of consciousness type thing going on right now. I'm working on a new jam for my band (El Roberto) to play. It's going to be a "fire dance" jam of sorts, the kind you would expect to instrumentate the kind of tribal music you would dance around a bonfire to. That's the feeling I'm going for. It's going to be titled "

Drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00089802392942608676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177538.post-63943442001-10-16T22:09:00.000-04:002001-10-16T22:10:21.000-04:00

Cedar Creek This must be the greatest thing I’ve ever seen Yeah you thought it was me You thought it was me But it was Cedar Creek I saw the dog with the tripod legs I saw the sun rising over the hedge I felt the rays dripping down from the sky I felt the tears welling up in my eyes And I thought this must be the greatest thing Yeah you thought it was me But it was Cedar Creek It was the man

Drewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00089802392942608676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177538.post-63941972001-10-16T22:03:00.000-04:002001-10-16T22:10:44.000-04:00

It's Tuesday night. A normal night as far as Tuesdays go, except today is the day that Justin, Kyle, John, Miles, Clint, Josh, and I returned from our two-day quest to Nags Head, NC. I can't remember a thing.

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