LBL . Recording Journal - 1.16.09
I spend a lot of time alone up here, so I decided I am going to write a Recording Journal in any downtime I have, which is very often. I don’t care if anyone reads it. This is for my own archival purposes and maybe my kids will want to read about what the fuck I was doing when I was still a young chap.
Today I waited patiently for my headphones to show up, they never did. It would have been nice to get them, because I just restrung my guitar and fiddled with my tubes and everything is sounding great. I just finished a song, my favorite so far, it’s about werewolves and bloodlust. I demo the songs on a portable mp3 recorder, which turns out is the greatest gift I have received in a long time(Thank you Mother). I write a lot, and hum many melodies, and most of these I forget because I don’t think about them. Music isn’t something I like to think about, it just happens, and it’s nice to have a recorder in my hand. I don’t know what to call songs, I don’t like naming anything until I know what it is to become and half the shit I on this mp3 player will be stillborn. Nameless and forgotten.
The weather is alright, fog finally came back today after a hot spell. I don’t really like heat in January. I know some people consider that nice weather. It makes me feel like something is wrong with the world. I can’t believe it’s already halfway through January. I might extend my stay here at the Nye Ranch until Feb 15th. Looking to Sublet. Here is some computer art I was working on when I got bored today.
