Hey Grammy,

I’m just writing to check up on you, take some participation in the cross-
communicational process.

I tried out that pockecho looper, and it may possibly be the coolest thing in the
world. A lot of songs I listen to had been using some of the same effects, so now I can
finally play them right.

I haven’t made any picks yet, but am looking forward to it, that stampaplooza
looks really cool.

Thank you for the rest of everything you sent me, I had been wanting a journal to
write my songs and ideas into, and that tablature book will come in handy when I am
formatting music to the songs I write, so those two things really go well together.

I can’t wait for you to take a trip up here so we can JAM together, that will be
really fun. I’d be interested in picking apart the way you play and learning from it. I’ve
been focusing a lot on Ska/Reggae so maybe you could show me a thing or two about
Blues, I think that could affect my playing positively.

I heard my mother was talking about starting a food truck, and I think that would
be really cool. I like to cook and wouldn’t mind working in a food truck.

I hope you and Chuck are doing healthy and untroubled, it’ll be nice to see you
when I do, so come over sooner than later.

God Bless,
 The Ballad of Embryo
By Loneplay

The happiest moment of this child's life Cause the happiest moment of this child’s life
Was the saddest of them all Was the saddest of them all
The happiest moment of this child's life The happiest moment of this child’s life
Was the saddest moment of their life Was never there, Cause there wasn’t one
So,
What color were her eyes?
What color were her eyes?
Were they rosey red or emerald green
I’d like to think, they were blue

The most loving moment of this child's life

Was the most hateful of them all
The most loving moment of this child's life
Was the most hateful moment of their life
So,
What was her weight?
What was her Height?
What would she have done with her life?
I’d like to think that I know, but iI don’t
And I’d like to think someone knows, but they don’t
Cause she wants to be free
And I wanna believe
That she wants to be free
And I wanna believe that I am, But we’re not

Cause this is the Ballad of Embryo

She deserved much more than this
She never knew her first love
Nor had her first kiss
This is the Ballad of Embryo
And she was just a kid
This is the Ballad of Embryo
It shouldn’t have ended like this

*Instrumental Then Repeat Verse*

Frst you’re gonna say you kill babies because their not
Old enough to qualify as human beings
Well at what age do you qualify as a human being?
The you’re gonna say you qualify as a human being
At the age of the capability of procreation
So at about twelve or thirteen years old
Then you’re gonna say human being should be able to do whatever they want
The we’re gonna have a bunch of twelve and thirteen year olds running around
Doing whatever they want and we know where that goes