Monthly Archives: January 2024


Library without books. Rpg without a character generation. Pizza without meat. House with no door. Lawn without a water sprinkler. Chair without a butt. Song without you; Within You Without You. Friday without fun.

Beer without alcohol.

Plan without a hand. Hand without fingers. Fingers without a guitar. Guitar without strings. Strings without a puppet. Puppet without a master. Master without a plan.

What we’ve got here is metal without distorted guitars: BARREN.

The heresy!

It’s the mood that counts, baby. The mood, the blues. Also, 2×9/4 this month. That’s pretty good!


Then some boogie-woogie-ish stuff.

I was thinking of naming this one “Boogie Woogie Wookie Boogie” or something like that. Quick googling revealed that yes, some other folks have also thought about it. Because you know, the joke is right there.

The letter placing came to a sudden end, when I realised it was like the stupidest “joke” I’ve ever thought about. One could say it was the MOTHER OF ALL DAD JOKES.

That’s better. Not by far, but a bit.

(As a side note, I quite recently read a news paper article about dad jokes. The history, the anatomy, situations when they are told and their purpose. The funny thing was, as thorough as the article tried to be, the writer – in my humble opinion – had totally missed the point of such verbal embarrassments! It’s not rocket science, dude.)

What Was Going On And On.

Well not much, or yeah but no but…

Traditionally the first (or last) post of the year has been about the tune(s) that earwormed me the most in the past year. This time – I’ve gotta say – nothing really stands out.

Sure there were some, earlier this month and in the summer, but those songs kinda just faded away without causing any long-term trauma. Or they tormented me furiously for a very short time. Hit & run tactics sort of away.

You know the songs that’ve been with you for years, and there’s no sign of them going away any time soon? The kind of songs, that you don’t even notice anymore. Songs that are grown into you like a tiny mole in your back.

I have a little theory about that stuff… but I’m still processing it. I’ll get back to you when I’m done.

Some music, aye? Here you go: TAIKA USKOISA. It’s tuned for chips & it’s fun.

Happy new year, folks!