I have a mountain of things to do before I move in three weeks, so of course that means that I've been hunched over the computer, hiding from the madness and not really accomplishing a damn thing towards the voyage home. Today, I will change that.
Although I haven't made much headway on sorting and packing and frowning at all the crap I've accumulated, I did manage to write a very basic chord progression that will probably turn into something really impressive once I have more time and less divided thoughts. I spent a good deal of my time over the past few nights plugging the notes into the computer, tweaking sounds and adjusting tempo (etc. etc. etc.) but I'm actually quite pleased with it. It sounds far better than I've ever been able to give myself credit for, and it's super simple. It's all about dynamics at this point. I'll continue tweaking it once I get home (in between tweaking and mixing my soon-to-be-former band's final recordings with me in the loop).
I'll probably throw a video up on YouTube with the finished product... I'll post it here if I get good feedback.
OK
Enough "sad bastard" from me for now. My past couple of journal entries have been less than optimistic. I don't think I ever suffer from a full-on nervous breakdown, but I walk up and down the edge, daring gravity to take me over. I've stepped back from the cliff and know that I'm doing the right thing. Portland will still be here in a few years... quality time with certain members of the family is limited. While I'm home, I'll get myself figured out, save up some loot, and start making plans for a more structured return to the City of Roses. I do like it here. I do like (some of) the people... it's the other 95% that screw it up for a handful of decent folk with their feet on the ground and good hygiene.
Enjoy some Syd era Floyd... I do:
"See Emily Play" by Pink Floyd... it still stays crunchy in milk.
(...I think they might all be high... shhhhhhhhh...)
Although I haven't made much headway on sorting and packing and frowning at all the crap I've accumulated, I did manage to write a very basic chord progression that will probably turn into something really impressive once I have more time and less divided thoughts. I spent a good deal of my time over the past few nights plugging the notes into the computer, tweaking sounds and adjusting tempo (etc. etc. etc.) but I'm actually quite pleased with it. It sounds far better than I've ever been able to give myself credit for, and it's super simple. It's all about dynamics at this point. I'll continue tweaking it once I get home (in between tweaking and mixing my soon-to-be-former band's final recordings with me in the loop).
I'll probably throw a video up on YouTube with the finished product... I'll post it here if I get good feedback.
OK
Enough "sad bastard" from me for now. My past couple of journal entries have been less than optimistic. I don't think I ever suffer from a full-on nervous breakdown, but I walk up and down the edge, daring gravity to take me over. I've stepped back from the cliff and know that I'm doing the right thing. Portland will still be here in a few years... quality time with certain members of the family is limited. While I'm home, I'll get myself figured out, save up some loot, and start making plans for a more structured return to the City of Roses. I do like it here. I do like (some of) the people... it's the other 95% that screw it up for a handful of decent folk with their feet on the ground and good hygiene.
Enjoy some Syd era Floyd... I do:
"See Emily Play" by Pink Floyd... it still stays crunchy in milk.
(...I think they might all be high... shhhhhhhhh...)
analies:
i sure hope so