ham jam far away competes against the northern hem

so i met up with jem, i drew for a bit while he played some of his stuff for me and stuff he produced. i learned how to play go, which is an ancient game i needa teach everyone so i can get better. yeah. then his friend i forgot her name came around, she recorded some piano stuff while i drew. we went and got shwarma and went to this little hidden upstairs place called barcelona pipa club. (the logo has a pipe in it so im guessing pipa means pipe). by the way pretty much everywhere you can smoke inside.

this dude played amazing flamenco guitar and the middle aged spanish guy from stomp the yard got up and pretended to finish amazing feet percussion like twenty times before he really stopped. in barcelona nobody has sound systems because licenses for loud stuff is ridiculously expensive, so its all either a little amp or acoustic. we then went to a little bar that this old dude with a mustache smoking joints (which they use tailored cigarette filters for roaches) made for the musicians, so everyone played stuff. old people on little wooden blocks and solomon burke sounding bombayians. that was nice, i had some whisky then we went back to jems to record some more. they both played while i spoke and sung and rapped for a bit, it was nice.

i slept.

this morning i got up, gave him a bunch of music and left. sometimes i get overwhelmed by everything you cant do like flying naked and stuff you cant think of so i do things that i shouldn't to take the edge of it. (one of the reasons i do silly things). so today i decided to dress up as suity as i could and go for a swim where everyone is naked. it was super nice, i walked around in the sun for ages to slowly dry. saw this humble african guy incessantly drawing on little wood blocks as if its all he does and drinking on the floor in the street. they were like houses and hammers and stuff, they were really beautiful, super honest. i tried to smile at him but he gave me a cold glance, so i waited till he lightened up a little bit and watched him sitting a meter away, while still dripping wet in my suit.
i got a glimpse of a smile and left, now im writing this. cya!