Musical flavas

Stone me.

For the last week and a half I’ve been mentally dancing around the place because I had discovered the perfect Track 3.

I should explain.

In the podcast the music follows a pattern.

Track 1 = something upbeat
Track 2 = a quieter moment, maybe a ballad, but definately a slower number
Track 3 = uptempo again, but slightly less manic (wrong word but it’ll do for now) than the first one. The intention is to ‘refresh’ after the slower Track 2.

Got it?

Well I had found the perfect Track 3.

I’ve spent most of this evening previewing music for the next podcast.

And have found myself favouring the more downtempo numbers.

Because – I’ll state the obvious – I miss Soph.

So after an evening of mellow, I’ve just listened to that perfect Track 3.

And it sucks.

No, it does, really.

Funny how one’s mood can be affected by music…

Anyway, the search continues.

I’m currently listening to a story track.

It could have been written by the great musical storyteller – Roger Waters.

It’s right up there in terms of quality – the same level as Pros and Cons of Hitchhiking (one of the most disturbing albums ever!).

But…

It’s not me.

Good – I’ll concede – just not right.

Man, I’m so going to have to bring one of my guitars down here next week.

Even I can play better than the track I’m currently listening to.

Hang on, I have to lose it.

Ooooh, this is nice.

Bit of a power ballad.

But I need to sleep now.

So goodnight everybody.

B.