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Keep wanting to make time to for new songs and then it slips away between various other homework, housework, production work. jot the ideas for another day. the ghost of bob nesmith is enjoying the corona virus interrupting his planned memorial, show extended indefinitely. listening to a less popular leonard cohen cd produced by someone who should have been arrested for the midi horn parts. why not a juno award for worst arrangements? lucky for them he wasn’t known for complaining, felt guilty of music crimes himself, jazz police. there is something about how all pervasive advertising is, on the subway, on the internet, on billboards now video billboards, that perpetually interrupts concentration. just like how the mind throws in non sequiturs and dilutes whatever first thought was trying to concentrate itself.

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