Dude I can’t even explain to you all the reasons last night was incredible but in short- I joined my friends for a few drinks after work and somehow ended up inviting a tonne of people, new and already friends, to my house to jam afterwards (because I have a billion instruments here) and MAN this is only a snippet! It’d take too long to try and explain the fucking ENERGY of the ROOM, the differences in peoples styles of playing and how it WORKED, the amount of times we’d all do something simultaneously by complete improvised accident and give eachother the musical ‘nod’ ahahha. So many songs sang, dancing, rum, spliff after spliff, MAD TRIBAL DRUMMING, and laughing, man this past 24 hours I’ve been laughing like an absolute child and it’s felt WONDERFUL.
Anyway, daylight is seeping in through the window by this point, me and a blonde curly dude are the only ones playing, him on the uke and me on guitar and it was like- every melody I’d play, he’d finish exactly as I intended- but before you could even tell where it was gunna go- he just kept answering what I was playing with exactly what I was gunna play so I’d answer where what he was playing was going- and we just flowed for about 2 hours, reading eachothers minds it seemed! Seriously, it was probably the musical equivalent of meeting somebody who just finishes every sentence of yours and viceversa. So magical! Anywho it’s 9am and said blonde boy is the only person left bar me and my housemate, lulling us in and out of sunshine lit slumbers with precious fingerpicking, but like all good things, the jammin had to end.
The rest of my day was spent drinking tea and then napping with my housemate in the sofa boat we make for movies while LOTin the background. Beautiful day, beautiful life, not so beautiful bruises on my palms from mass bongo/djembe’s