Mike Blackhurst - An Account of the Life of Something

So a civil engineer walks into a bar, looking completely exasperated - shirt half-untucked, hair a mess, and papers and folders sticking out of the corners of his briefcase. "What seems to be the problem son?" the bartender asks, polishing an unused beer glass. "I'm sick of engineering sir, all the math and equations and everything!" the engineer sighed "But this is what I got my masters in, what else can I do?" "Well..." the bartender mused "Why don't you go sit down at that piano and make an amazing pop record, mixing Weezer, Badly Drawn Boy, Spoon, and Ben Folds Five?" So Mike, the engineer set out to do exactly that. Using his skills on piano, guitar, mandolin, and most importantly hand claps, Mike roped in his other disenfranchised 9-5 friends and started making music. The songs seemed to flow pretty naturally, singing about his life and all the things and people that surround it. "Cold Feet, Sweet Love" is a piano riff-romp about the things that clutter life. "Nostalgia" is a blazing uptempo look back on the carefree life of college. "Glares & Pamphlets" is a bluesy take on people's true intentions. And Finally, like every decent pop record, "Elizabeth" is fuzzy rock song about a girl. Anyway, I don't exactly remember how the joke ends, but I know it's something about "an account of the life of something." I know, I know. I'm sorry, I'm horrible at telling these. [www.mikeblackhurst.com]