Last night I had a dream that I had met Jack White. He was lying on his back in a small rowboat playing guitar and singing while slowly drifting down the river. It was a bluesy tune and it sounded good to me.
I met with his friend on the shore and we watched him beach the boat. Jack White stumbled onto the shore and purposely smashed his guitar upon a rock. He then fell flat on his face.
I was told by his friend that they were working on a new album and asked if I might have any suggestions for material since it wasn’t going so well.
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Cool… were they offering casholla or just a crappy old “thanks to Teddy for the inspiration” in the CD cover?
Not quite – we never got that far.
Is this more of a metaphor, perhaps? Are you working on a project that seems to be going well, then crashes?
Never thought of that Daisy. Hmmm. You know, I’m quite glad I met you all over at Mocha Mom!