Undo

We are close to finishing a take. Tammy suddenly stops singing and puts her hands up to her face. Oh my God. I feel ill, she says. I think we're taping over the last take! She blurts. She races to the VS-880 and says it again. Oh, I feel ill.
You can do it again, I say. [You can play that Slinky again.] Soft talk. Tammy mutters "Undo." Undo? Right! A button on the machine that can undo what just happened. Ingenious. This button had saved us before... It will save us again.
Totally True
by Tammy Lin Foreman

hallow
and harsh
this incandescent light
I've got a million dead angels
on my heart tonight

they're all soarin on cigarettes
pukin on pages
their singin is sad
'coz God won't pay their wages

I've been praying
for my prince
to tap dance a tune
while I bash my guitar
in this half-painted room

but God he don't send him
I'm all sick and alone
so I call you long distance
on the telephone



sometimes I think
that my pants are
too tight
'coz you don't mind
my kitchen
and I think you're all right

but I don't ever say
I'm just lonely for you
and that's totally true

wish I could say
just how I feel

wish I could say
just how I feel

"I miss you."

"There's no one that's like you."

"You're so cool."

holy
Hallelujah
that's how I feel

hollow
Hallelujah

that's how I feel.

The tripod is precariously positioned on the stairs and I'm zoomed in all the way to Tammy's face. Playing with the TRAIL effect button as she sings. And I'm mesmerized.

Let's put up the red blanket! Use the meditation balls. Wear that Chinese shirt. Happy Chinese New Year! As usual, we like to commemorate the holidays with the Instant Videos. It's the Year of the Ox. A year of prosperity through hard work.

Yes. Maybe after a nap.