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Guest My Pal, the Tortoise
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Four hours after the chat ended, I was approached by someone.

 

him: Hello

me: Hello, friend.

me: I have no idea who you are.

me: It'd be great if I knew who this was!

him: somebody who saw you in chat

me: oh.

him: Kyle

me: Don't remember.

him: we weren't introduce

him: *introduced

me: Well, I'm not very interesting, so I'm not sure what I can bring to the table here.

him: great, i'm looking for people who want to hear my songs on youtube.com/Masknever

me: What do you play?

me: Genre?

him: youtube.com/Masknever

him: harmonica

me: Yeah, I got it.

him: and singing

me: Okay.

me: Like, folk?

him: ya

 

The fruits of my foray:

 

This is some "The Dust Blows Forward and the Dust Blows Back" skin-crawling weird shit. I didn't ask for this.

 

EDIT: Part 2

him: well where do you live

me: I split my time between Nova Scotia and Iowa.

him: my aunt lives in nova scotia

him: her name is Karen

him: she runs a shelter for battered women

me: I'm sure she appreciates a good donair.

him: i wrote a poem about her

him: myspace.com/Kylemulrooney

him: it would be cool if you looked her up

him: Karen O'hara

me: I'll have to write that down.

me: I'm going to go to sleep now. Good luck with your career as a musician!

him: how old are you

me: old enough to be tired at almost 1. Fare thee well, troubadour.

him: k, thanks bub

Posted

I like how I got invited to Maff for months; there was an El Dandy that was there for months and everyone assumed it was me, even though I'm sure it would have been easy to find out if it were me or not; I finally get my AOL IM, and I'm told to join the chat for Maff; then I'm not given the info on how to get into the chat.

 

 

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