Melted

It has been many years since I have released an album. For many of those many years, I have been recording a thing. A record. It's a record I cannot seem to finish, as hard as I try.

There are hundreds and hundreds of songs. Hundreds and hundreds of attempts. Hundreds and hundreds of them, but none of them are right.

None of them are right, I tell you.

I work and I work and I just can't get it right. I can't finish Chinese Democracy.

I am Axl Rose.

And there's another problem.

I've melted.

I'm little more than a puddle in my recording studio. I have melted over my chair. I am a thin film on the carpeting. I drip.

I can't finish recording.

I can't blog, either.


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This is a blog. There, I can blog.