Tuesday, March 29, 2005


Picked up the acoustic for the first time in months last night and went through about half of one of my method books. My fingers haven't forgotten what they learned this time last year, so it looks like I can pick up where I left off and maybe even learn to really play the damn thing this year. Ended the "lesson" with twenty minutes or so of noise on the electric. I lost an hour and fifteen minutes in the blink of an eye. Bliss.

The Jstation sounded especially muddy last night, though, which furthers my thought that maybe I should buy an actual amp. Amps, unfortunately, take up space, which is at a premium in the studio at the moment. The beast has reached a point of stasis, but I know she will continue to grow once I decide which drum rack will best support the myriad of additions I am planning. It is only a matter of time...

[Listening to: I Would Find You - Journey - Next]

Thursday, March 24, 2005

I should be off work today...

There are days when I really enjoy what I do for a living, and then there are plenty of others when I wish I had followed the other path: music. The lifestyle is what scared me off. I seldom drink and don't smoke, so playing in bars is really a chore for me, and I always hated it. I would haul ass as soon as the set was over, and imagine that I will again if I start playing out once more. This causes problems in a band and out of one, because hanging out after the show is what musicians do... I suppose I'm one of the few who would play for free just so I wouldn't have to play anything I don't want to play. More to the point, I have not been in a band for seven years, mainly for that reason. Lately, I have started playing again, with a little more open approach to material I might not choose if it were up to me. The main problem with playing the stuff is that I feel like I am wasting time on bullshit, when I could be working on my own stuff or someone else's original material. Outside of my marriage, the happiest I have ever been is when I am involved in the creation of something new. Not everyone can write songs like Lennon, but the fun, and the payoff, is in the attempt. Damn it.

[Listening to: Boom Ba Ya Ya - Abraxas Pool - Abraxas Pool]

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Happy birthday, Johnny!

My nephew is seven today, which means that he'll be a surly teenager in only 6 more years. In the meantime, he's a hell of a kid, and has already forgotten more about cars than I'll ever know.

As it happens, the studio is finished, and I am two months into the new band. No name or bassist yet, but things are progressing at a clip. We definitely need a singer, though. Currently we have a couple of originals in process, and are playing some Floyd, Santana, etc. I'm trying to push these guys into more interesting territory, as they seem to be most comfortable at mid-tempo blues. We'll see how it goes.

In the month since I updated, my grandfather has made it through his chemo and is slowly improving. My mamaw's operation was an apparent success, but her recovery is giving her no little discomfort. I need to call both of them.