Since I found myself idling too long between bars when I was songwriting, I figured I could benefit from a boosted vocabulary.
But since there's no shortcut to being well versed in verse-able verbosity, I suddenly became viscerally aware of my desire for a veritable... y'know, "vroom-vroom"—with a view toward the viscosity of my need for vitality to be breathed into my vernacular versatility—thus a vicious cycle (think Thriller-Michael on a bicycle) was about to ensue.
BUT...! (as I shared with my Twitter followers the night prior to this critical decision-makin' for vocab visitation), if I don’t APPLY & TEACH the verbal weaponry I add to my spoken arsenal—to anyone who will wisely pay attention—I can only vainly hope to retain these notes on linguistic liquidity.
So, in addition to undertaking this undertaking, I plan to make a lyrical spectacle of this rude awakening (to my tongue-tied ordeal) which is shrewdly baking.
