I work up early Sunday morning thinking about the passing of Foo Fighters drummer Taylor Hawkins, and felt the need to make a note of these three things:
1. I’m gonna need some stuff…
2. “What should we call this?”
3. A tribute to Taylor Hawkins…
I don’t remember much of the context of that line of thinking. I think I was Dave Grohl in a dream or something. I remember planning this on a warm sunny day at a beach. That’s about it.
No idea where I was going with that. And I’m OK with that. No point of grasping at straws that wouldn’t get spun into gold…
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