I haven’t been feeling the greatest lately. Not sure why. Sometimes I can feel some of my old depression-esque symptoms creeping in. I think I can work through it. Music usually helps.
I did manage to write a new song this week. So that’s good.
Although, it’s kind of a downer. I really harnessed my inner Nick Droz on this one. There’s a little bit of Neil Diamond in there too.
The “200 hundred smiles” line came from a magazine ad I saw for Triple A. The ad bummed me out and was kind of the catalyst for the entire song. You know things are getting dumb when a AAA ad about smiling put you in a bad spot.
by Mike Votava
Two hundred smiles
taking of space in unorganized piles
there’s one on my face every time you stop by
talk into the banana like a telephone line
jump in the lake
everything’s melting and covered in cake
frosting exposed slowly soaking up sun
I know I’ll get burnt before it’s all said and done
watching the summer turn to night
I think maybe you were right
throw me a bone
getting some guidance from the Walter Jones
holding some kittens in the palm of your hands
the wisest left tackle in all of the land