This is what today felt/sounded like. Not because of the lyrics, forget the lyrics, but because of the atmosphere. The weather stayed cool until around 3 p.m., but the sun was bright, and the colors looked saturated and full of energy. youtu.be/NMnTvz5wJi8?...

So this guy found my Instagram without even knowing my name... I guess I’m finally learning how to play bass.

I'm grateful to live on a planet where John Lodge existed. youtu.be/eRQ3MwA4Nws?...

Noo, not John Lodge 🥺

How could I not love the rain? It makes the temperature bearable, it’s beautiful to watch the drops fall, and today it forced me to stay close to a guy who had been talking about The Beatles and the counterculture of the ’60s. I hope he’s real so I can see him again.

I love when I finish singing in class and someone asks for the name of the song! Today the answer was: youtu.be/UNKekiJdmec?...

I was watching The Move play "Walk Upon the Water" on Beat Club and remembered I said the same thing a year ago. Hearing Bev Bevan made me want to play drums, but let’s be real, it’s probably not happening this time either. Drums are for bold people.

Yesterday I went out to play my Yardbirds album for the first time, in honor of Chris Dreja. (I don’t have a turntable) It was great! Then I got a call that my house was on fire… the cats are safe.

Oh no, Chris Dreja has passed away. ☹️

"Desde septiembree se siente que viene diciembree" Oh right, we’re in October now... Did I mention that I started to listen to The Jam? (Oh no, it's happening)

Sometimes I miss playing football.

These days I’ve been obsessed with The Jam and "Sound Affects". Listening to Rick Buckler makes me want to go back to my drum lessons.

Today I met the girl who broke his heart, and WOW, now I get why he was so devastated. She sang this. youtu.be/0-gd1kJljNU?...

Y como la vida del salado no tiene descanso... más bien me pongo a escuchar Living in hope de The Rutles. Subestimé la mala suerte.

Please help them with whatever you can. Things got even worse after they originally started this, with the interior of the building having a literal wash come through it. gofund.me/0c7c7cc80

It’s funny that I can remember Jimi Hendrix and Mitch Mitchell being in my dream last night, but I don’t remember what was happening. The place looked like my school. I don’t remember if Noel was to the right of Mitchell. Before seeing them, I was talking to someone, but I can’t recall who.

First time I hear this one, I love The Kinks soooooo much. youtu.be/xCbCtRKHak4?...

The sun began to shine brighter when I saw him... Literally, right on my face. But it didn’t bother me. I was smiling as I watched him walk away. His hair flowed in the breeze as he crossed the footbridge to wait for a car, dark like his hair, dark like my eyes.

I selected this tree species for a project because I was attracted to its shade of green, not considering the abundance of yellow flowers that show up after a long dry period😧

I wish I could swear. Some people do it with such power in their voice, it sounds so liberating.

It's finally autism! (If you like Over the Garden Wall, you’ve got to listen to this episode.)

Hey, wait, The Jam actually has an interesting sound.🤔

A vague memory came to mind, the first time I heard The Everly Brothers. The song was "All I Have to Do Is Dream", but I can’t remember exactly what year it was. I think I was 12, maybe 13. It must have been before 2016. I even remember feeling connected to the lyrics when I first read them.

“Graves are for the dead, and I ain’t dead at all." youtu.be/LbN2azLxRYE?...

A drawing of a wedding dress inspired by that dream and by the lyrics of Weird of Hermiston. I don’t know when Ginger Baker said that, but I think that’s why I had the dream.

A friend from school who I haven't talked with in YEARS: How’s your life? Are you working? Studying? Are you married? Do you have a boyfriend? My mind: So, I recently listened to "Every Good Boy Deserves Favour" by The Moody Blues…😎

I love reading YouTube comments. One lady said she saw The Moody Blues live and that she didn't know if it was just her imagination but she thinks Lodge was flirting with her. Probably not, but just being able to say that is hilarious. I laughed so hard I ended up crying.

I had a dream where this song was stuck in my head, and now that I woke up, it’s still echoing youtu.be/Z5aaJG1Nb-M?...

If you dance in front of a dog, they’ll think you’re playing with them. But if you dance in front of a cat, they’ll just stare at you (or ignore you and keep sleeping) so it feels like you’re putting on a show just for them.

The scars my first cat left on my arms are fading away, and I still miss her. When she slipped out of the house, I would call out, “I’m going to listen to The Who” and she would come running back. Three years ago, she didn’t, but she found a way to explain why. I think she would have liked The Move

My face during this episode. It reminded me of when I sang on stage “I Can Hear the Grass Grow” by The Move / “Forget All About It” by Nazz. Singing without being able to hear yourself is… 😵‍💫

¿Jaguar y pájaro de trueno? ¿Por qué tradujeron la canción literalmente? Dejaron Jingle Jangle...

I remembered a 2023 dream: in 18th-century Scotland a witch turned me into a penguin. A local girl worried I’d never marry, but Jack Bruce appeared and said, 'You know what I can do? I’ll propose. We’ll marry after the war.' A completely normal dream.

Me: Wah I hate social interaction, I feel lost, my body hurts, and I have NOTHING to add to this conversation. Me after talking about The Move and other bands: Yeah, college has been weird, but I LOVE being alive, I adore people, everything is BEAUTIFUL and my drawings are not that bad.

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I’m extremely tired, and now with the terrorist attack I feel terrified.

I want to go home… The good thing is that I’ve been drawing consistently. Here’s a drawing of a kitchen from a dream I had last month, with the details I remember.

When I finally watched Saturday Night Fever, I felt so disappointed. I thought the Gibbs would appear in the movie, and at that point I wasn’t even a Bee Gees fan yet.

Me gusta este día pero... Quizás no debí escuchar "4 + 20"

Oui (Monty Python ruined me)

Last night, I woke up giggling… I dreamt I was mocking Paul Rodgers and The Moody Blues because they looked stoned. I kissed Graeme and excitedly asked, "Have you seen the rainbow’s spectrum?" Then I started talking to Ray Thomas about his color analysis. I think he was a dark winter.

Maurice looks different

How my sister and my dad looked at me after he rated his sleep apnea symptoms to the doctor, knowing many of my answers would be “high" and that I’ve even been teased about things like that.