Saturday night and the feelings right

Ever since I moved into my own apartment, I've been writing a lot more. Journal writing and song writing mainly. Two songs have materialized out of these sessions. One is complete, I think. It's a tune about living here: the sights, people, philosophy of the east and how it affects me as a teacher. It's based on the irony of me being a teacher and, at the same time, learning more than I ever have. The other, not quite finished, I wrote after having an intense apocalyptic dream. This was much more plausible than the crap Hollywood turns out once every 6 months. The dream was definitely caused by a lesson I was teaching the day earlier about the dinosaurs being killed by an asteroid and, consequentially, a lack of sun. I premiered these songs at a bar this Saturday. They went over quite well but I've never thought of myself as a singer, and, after hearing professionals, I think the audience was expecting better vocally. I've decided that I'm writing in a Flaming Lips style; acknowledging that there are many harmony imperfections, but these give the songs a human feel. At least that's what I tell myself. After playing the bar, myself and about 8 others sat downtown and belted out songs for hours. I was alone on guitar with drunks singing along. It was as fun as Korea can get and I made 35$. As far as I've seen, Koreans don't do street performances so this was something new. I guess that's why it paid off so well. Even more irony though- I'm making more money with my job than ever before and begging on the side. I think this could be the start of a Saturday night tradition.....