Yesterday was quite the creative explosion in the realm of Trey Kerby. First, during the most pointless Organic Chemistry lecture I have ever participated in I decided that I would embark upon the production of my memoirs, an idea I had played around with as I mowed the lawn the previous night. I highly doubt that the writing of these memoirs could result in anything, but it will be fun to have my life story documented. Now all I need is a title for it (I've considered How to Become a Music Snob in 21 Years but I'm not sold on it). Next, while sneaking around with my companion Pumpkin, to my own amazement I discovered that I could transcribe music from guitar to piano. This discovery came as I rudimentally tried to figure out the intro riff from Arcade Fire's "Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels)." Though I am clearly an untrained and talentless pianist I nonetheless could figure out the right notes to play. Sonatas and etudes await on the horizon. Lastly, 2/3rds of the Feedback Whales (the Trey and Tyler portions) joined forces solely to rock. Last night produced what was probably our most artful music to date. Angular guitars, splashy cymbals, a tambourine, and a little instrument switching on my part was the result of Tyler's recent obsession with the Kings of Leon and mine with the Arcade Fire. By adding a little art-rock to our classic rock tinged grunge (arnge? grart?) we wrote what is the most dynamic song we've ever written. Very reminiscent of the song the full Feedback Whales wrote last summer that featured a toy organ solo by Ben. All in all, yesterday was good to get the creative juices going just in time to have them stifled by work and school.