totally random thought that has been on my mind the last few days. a few nights ago, me and some friends lit a small bonfire in the woods, like we do sometimes. and, we brought quite a bit of alcohol, like we often do. i brought my guitar, a friend brought a drum, another one a kazoo (lol). we had ourselves a long jam going there. anyway, as the night went on we got drunker and drunker, until a very odd dynamic began to form. during the jams, which usually arent accompanied by vocals (yet this time they were), the vocals become completely improvised and chaotic, and as a result, totally hilarious. Everything that was said for several hours was met with intense laughter. the music even stopped, but the vocals didnt. we just kept ranting about nonsensical things that popped into our heads, creating stories that others began and adding to them. we were jamming with words, it was fucking amazing. nothing about it made sense, but it felt so right, and i have never laughed so hard and for so long in my life. my friend called this "skating". (not pronounced like the sport where you glide on the ice...it rythmes with matting) fucking aye. get real sloppy drunk and try this with some good friends in a place where you can be really loud and no one will know/care. iv never known such freedom!
*sigh memories* me an my friends you to get up to shit like this.. no guitars or anything musical..but just talking bollocks while completly pissed in the middle of know were.. scating= Talking bollocks for hours.
When I read the title of this thread, I thought perhaps we were supposed to write messages on our shit and mail it.... Look out Hallmark....