Pulse on the Beat / "Blind Flower Girl" is growing up

I look forward to Sundays. Sunday afternoons are lazy Sunday afternoons with the Midwest Beat. Sunday afternoons are messing around with good friends and good instruments and good ideas. Sunday afternoons are lit up by chardonnay and red sheets over the lights in the basement, and cigarettes and sunbeams outside. Lydia is always whoopin up something smelling good in the kitchen on a Sunday afternoon. Sunday afternoons kitties plotting to come inside the practice room -tip toeing like a pair of brothers trying to steal dad's beer- but once they realize how disturbing is is, they spit it out and run away. There is always something to talk about on Sunday, always light hearted jokes and serious business, well as serious as you can get on a lazy stone Midwest Beat Sunday.
Yesterday we spent our time practicing writing 3 new songs. We are recording in the studio in a few weeks and need to start working on (writing) new material. Yesterday, Logan, Matt and I all brought songs that were part written and taught them to each other. This is my favorite process of writing songs, it's almost too easy.
It gets played through, everyone accompanying along and instantly picking up the notes. The details get talked about briefly, "You go to a minor key here." "Ride this note for twice as long." "Pick it out here, arpeggio, and I'll play this to accompany it" "I need some help on the intro, what should we do?"
Then it gets played through again, making mental notes of smaller sounds and cues etc, then we record it as a demo. The Sunday Midwest Beat Official Practice Studio Recorder is a little one speaker mono tape player, standard elementary school issue. Great sounds in that little mic.
Here's a really really ruff song of "Blind Flower Girl" growing up before your very eyes, pun intended.
This song was just a baby song minutes before we recorded it- Never played by the Midwest Beat- just an idea. In a matter of playing through it once and learning it, I'd say it's just a teenager now, but it will reach maturity before we get in the studio again. -just a late bloomer.

"Do they weep?
Dew they weep.
Do the essence of their mother they keep?
Dew they weep?
Weep they do."