Re: Sonrisa: Sam & Casey
Alright, alright I love you, you're perfect at hair tossing, you're the best at it. Best fucking hair tosser I've ever seen. [He smiled brightly.
But rolled his eyes a bit when she whistled.] I can't tell if I'm selling used tires, or if I lost a fight or what. But there's not a musical instrument in sight. Apparently that doesn't matter if you're making a solo record. But, I'm glad you approve.
The liner notes were ... Well they clearly weren't commissioned work.
I come from a big family, I've always been in a band, I've performed in stage productions, I've always been part of an ensemble. So when I decided to be a pretentious dick and put out a solo record, my biggest fear was that I was going to get terribly lonely and cry all the time (which I was and did).
But you can't actually make music on your own, funnily enough.
So...
Thanks to George, Dave, and Melissa the Banjo player for playing instruments I learned the hard way that I didn't know how to play (very well). Thanks to UberEats for delivering me food, sorry I made some of you hang out for so long (see above about being lonely and crying). Thanks to my neighbor, Portia, for telling me my music was an assault on her senses (and not in a good way). Thanks to my touring band who is going to wish they had never answered my advertisement, I'm sorry I'm so white.
Thanks to my family, my friends for inspiring me even when I wanted to choke you. A big bow wow thank you to the dog who barked out in the alley at precisely the right moment and contributed to track 7 when I was trying to record in my apartment (have your people call my people and you'll get your royalties).
Thanks to the powers that be, and whatever deity I now owe my soul to, that someone was stupid enough to trust me with No Diggity, and mother fucking Purple Rain. . You've made a horrible mistake, but no take backs.
PS, my gift is my song, and track five is for you. You're the real MVP (but still hella dorky).]