It’s been a long time since I’ve posted about typewriters. I still use them and have a whole bunch despite having sold off many in the last year. Recently I came across a very nice Skyriter that I had to have. These are great machines, although not in the same class as Hermes or Olympia, but still useful. They are the VW bugs of the typoverse I suppose – cheap, flimsy and yet they endure.
On Wednesdays I try to write a song, whether or not I feel like it. This is what discipline is! Some songs are better than others…like some Wednesdays. Anyhow, this Wednesday was a real pain, as it was filled with aggravation from some people whom I had to deal with. The silver lining is that it gave me some lyrics. Google AI informs me this is a classic country song, but it should probably have at least one reference to mothers, beer, trucks, women, or jail in order to qualify as genuine country. I decided to get out the Skyriter and bang out some lyrics, as I find that somehow having a typewriter is often a liberating experience for my brain.
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