For the past few weeks, I have been so down in the dumps that I almost gave up hope of creating any music with anyone, anywhere, at any time. Okay that's a bit too harsh: maybe musicians from this city. But whoa! I get a call at 8 in the morning from a good friend and an excellent vocalist/percussionist, and he wanted to meet me about a project in the evening. Two hours later, S called me, just to say Hi and confirm whether I'll meet him later on. Another half-an-hour later, I get a call from my friend the bass player, and he asks me: "Do you wanna jam?" (And now I just have a jam block and an old ride to play with!)
Is this God's handiwork? I guess. Mysterious ways, alright.
I decided to call up G and just tell her that I'd like to speak to her, once in a while, at least. Haven't done that yet. Let's see. Gabloo must be having a fabulous time at the Dhanaulti Rock Festival. I am proud of him.
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