Thinking. Just thinking.

I don't know what to type about, yet, here I am.  Typing away.  I really don't know what to type about.  I hate it when you have to type something and you don't know what to type about.  Yeah. I need to type this blog.  I need to get at least three hundred words into this blog.  I have to do it for school.  Now, most of you might be like, "Oh WOW!  You have to type this blog!  You are so Lucky!" Yeah.  But, what do you type when YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TYPE!

...Music.  I'll type about music... Yeah!  Okay!  My favorite song artist is Buckethead.  He's a guitarist and that's the name of his band.  He wore a KFC bucket on his head, hence the name Buckethead, but got sued by KFC.  Now he wears a white bucket.  He also wears a white face mask. He isn't like the popular artists who rap and sing.  Oh no.  Just for the record, I'm not dissing any of your favorite artists.  Buckethead really stands out.  For me anyway.  

First off, a large majority of his songs have absolutely no words in them.  Yes. Pure instrumental.  My favorite is Soothsayer.  It's nine minutes long and brilliant.  It's my favorite because I had a dream where I was running from these guys that were after my three sisters, my younger brother, and I.  Several times in my dream, I got separated.  There was this cat that played part of Soothsayer on his guitar.  It was the intro of the song.  When I found my siblings, the song stopped and the cat disappeared.  It was like the song was giving me hope whenever I got separated from my siblings.  The song remained in my head even after I woke up.  I was lying in bed with the tune singing in my head when I literally sat up in my bed  and said, 

"Buckethead!"

Since then, I bought two of his CDs and my brother bought several of his songs off of iTunes.  Since Buckethead isn't very well know in the music world, from my perspective, it's hard to find his CDs.  It was pure chance that I stumbled across his CDs.