Last night, I was digging in a closet among the Vinyl and Dust and came across a box that contained years worth of my old Composition Books. It was wild thumbing through them because you could see where each different book corresponded to an album dating back to Raw Material and before.
I now write all my rhymes with a Word Processing program, so it’s much cleaner for editing, etc….but there is something to be said for holding a piece of the past in your hands. Bad handwriting, arrows pointing everywhere, scratches, notes in the margins. It’s like the scribblings of a crazy person. Funny stuff.
I smell an EBAY auction! I can see it now. Packages that include a CD, corresponding Vinyl and the notebook that fueled the rhymes for that record. Interested Parties holla at your BOY!!
Life DEFINITELY Don’t Rhyme,
Greg Manchild Owens
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