This week was the first time I have had to work by myself at all. It,s been nice. I,m alone for the first two hours. I am completely alone. Nobody else is in the building. It,s wild. I can,t believe they trust me. I,m glad they do, though. It gives me a chance to fart and listen to whatever weird music I want. I just have to be sure not to fart within twenty minutes of when the other dudes arrive in case it,s an especially permeating, lingering stink.
Now that my Death Cab For Cutie cover band is done with our dumb album, we have to figure out what to do with it. My first choice is to trash it and never let anybody hear it, but the other guys aren,t into that because they „spent tons of money on it„ and „worked really hard.„ Whatever, dudes. That,s not my problem. You should have done what I did and not put any effort into it.
Shintaro Sakamoto - Let,s Dance Raw
It,s pretty weird trying to convince people or companies or whatever to pay a ton of money to have the annoying music you made put on a small or large disc. It,s even weirder to try to convince people to do that and have them not immediately tell you to shut up and get out of their face. I can,t believe there are people in this great big, beautiful, smelly world who are wacky enough to even consider doing that. Fools. Don,t they realize that they,re all just Death Cab For Cutie covers?
Nothing has happened with it yet. There is no guarantee that anything will ever happen with this obnoxious recording of ours so maybe my dream will come true and we,ll get to drag these files to the garbage can, or „Poop Bowl„ as it,s labeled on my desktop, and they,ll disappear forever. More bands should do that. Write and record songs and make sure that nobody ever hears the messes they,ve made.
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