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Oh shit

2009-03-30T22:37:00.000-04:00

www.gunslingbirds.com

2009-03-27T21:39:00.000-04:00

All that's left has gone to sleep

2009-03-26T21:57:00.000-04:00

It's 10pm, I worked for 12 hours today, again, but I'm about to get back on the G train to go to Park Slope to visit Tim before he leaves, and Austin and Lindsey are there and the fellowship will never be broken and these are my days

You know

2009-03-23T16:40:00.001-04:00

Sleeping for 2 weeks straight is sounding a lot better than going to Ireland.

2009-03-17T20:23:00.001-04:00

So the website for the band thing is almost done. It is kind of blog-based. In that there are posts and updates and what have you. Let's be honest: I can't multitask, which means I may retire this little blarg in order to focus on the music one. Don't worry, though, there will still be fun things. I'm just not sure yet if I'll be able to keep track of both. We will see!

2009-03-16T11:42:00.003-04:00

Today on the A train, there is an older woman talking to who I presume was her grandson. Unless she kidnapped him. I couldn't hear what the boy was saying because he was 8 years old and very quiet. The old woman was fairly loud and even almost drowned out the woman next to me chewing gum like it had the antidote.

BOY: .....
GRANDMOTHER: You have to. You just have to go to college.
BOY: .....
GRANDMOTHER: Well, you want to get a job. It's really important to get a job and you need college for that.
BOY: .....
GRANDMOTHER: You'll probably get a job in high school, too. Lots of people do that.
BOY: .....
GRANDMOTHER: Yes, your father has a fantastic job.

HE'S EIGHT! HE'S EIGHT FUCKING YEARS OLD!

holy shit

2009-03-15T23:54:00.001-04:00

Guess what I have 7 boxes of sitting in my room.

Go on.

2009-03-12T19:13:00.001-04:00

"In other words I am three. One man stands forever in the middle, unconcerned, unmoved, watching, waiting to be allowed to express what he sees to the other two.
The second man is like a frightened animal that attacks for fear of being attacked.
Then there's an over-loving gentle person who lets people into the uttermost sacred temple of his being and he'll take insults and be trusting and sign contracts without reading them and get talked down to working cheap or for nothing, and when he realizes what's been done to him he feels like killing and destroying everything around him including himself for being so stupid. But he can't - he goes back inside himself.
Which one is real?
They're all real."

Charles Mingus

oh hell no son

2009-03-06T19:51:00.000-05:00

PORTISHEAD "MACHINE GUN"
by portishead

"I recommend the salad, sir. It's fucking adorable."

2009-03-04T19:18:00.000-05:00

"When did you figure that out, mom?" "Probably when I gave birth to you on the 11th floor overlooking the Hudson."

2009-03-02T16:14:00.005-05:00

I'm waiting for the G train at Fulton and there is a girl who is maybe in the 5th grade doing her homework with her mom, and they look exactly alike. I mean the girl is just a miniature version of her mom. The girl is doing math homework, and a question she is stuck on has to do with figuring out percentages, and hypothetical issue being purported by her workbook is about club membership fees; specifically fee x for joining, and annual percentage fees.

GIRL: It seems weird that you would pay continually throughout the year.
MOM: I don't know, I can imagine a club that would charge both a joining rate and a percentage over time.
GIRL: [pensive silence]
GIRL: Isn't a club where people go to dancedance?
MOM: ...
MOM: You are obviously not a suburban child.

Bar Graffiti: Alibi, Clinton Hill 2/24/09

2009-02-26T22:33:00.003-05:00

2 lobsters walk in the pub

I <3 eggs!

Balls on this! (Diptych [so to speak] part 1)

Balls on that! (Diptych [get it??] part 2)

Uhhh I just bought a ticket to Ireland

2009-02-26T00:31:00.002-05:00

Worst Case Scenario
1. I tell work, they fire me on the spot
2. They throw a brick at my head as I leave.

Best Case Scenario
1. I tell work, they fire me on the spot
2. They throw stacks of money at me as I leave

While choosing a jar of mixed nuts

2009-02-19T23:49:00.002-05:00

It broke and fell to the floor.

Adorable foreign movies about things like Friendship and Taking It To the Top and Trying Your Very Best

2009-02-15T15:35:00.002-05:00

Ping Pong

Linda Linda Linda

Like if a limey woke up in Alabama

2009-02-12T19:33:00.001-05:00

Fish and chips and...collard greens?

Should I go to Ireland to busk and travel with Eric in April

2009-02-10T13:22:00.002-05:00

CONS
I don't really have the money to go.
I will probably return to the states unemployed.
Maybe I won't come back.

PROS
I get to go to Ireland.
I will probably return to the states unemployed.
Maybe I won't come back.

query

But how many of them are homage to Mingus? Huh?

2009-02-09T14:40:00.002-05:00

And I am once more a living cliche collapsing under the weight of homogeny

2009-02-08T12:56:00.001-05:00

I've posted about them before, but now they have a really awesome video that you should definitely watch. Mouse on the Keys is awesome and I can't wait for their full-length to come out.

Fuck it.

2009-01-28T12:32:00.002-05:00

If no one can convince me that moving to some rural town where I don't know anyone, living alone, and holing myself up to write music in perfect solitude for a while isn't a good idea, I'm going to do it.

Heck

2009-01-26T18:44:00.003-05:00

Sam finally got some electronic drums to put in his apartment since his real kit is back at his folks' house. Do you know what this means? I'll tell you: it means, at long last, we can resume our mind-bending down-tuned sludgy thrash metal adventures, transurbane. It will be like the postal service except instead of being about relationships, it is about a seething golgotha of fire and entrails.

And this is what you do when everything has become a frail pillar of dust and nothing can be made right

2009-01-25T15:03:00.001-05:00

The stairs at the Salvation Army

2009-01-25T14:57:00.004-05:00

They also had this legendary 70s cocaine table that completely mirrored which was fucking unbelievable.

ahhhhhhhhhh!

2009-01-20T20:40:00.000-05:00

wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Last night

2009-01-17T13:02:00.002-05:00

This was on a list of what a class of preschoolers wanted to be when they grow up

2009-01-14T19:59:00.002-05:00

Also of note, mixing for the album is completed.

yessss

2009-01-14T11:43:00.002-05:00

This pasta is shaped like grenades

2009-01-08T20:46:00.001-05:00

Am I right?

Here is an example of the astounding powers of my procrastination

2009-01-05T17:39:00.003-05:00

I sent back a Netflix thing in the mail and it never returned. I guess on their site they have a Report Problem button. Instead of pressing that button, you know, in November when this happened, I just did it yesterday. Why? Because I assumed they would yell at me or charge me $1,000 American dollars or I would have to fill out forms and these were obviously not consequences I was prepared to accept. What actually happened? I hit a button that said it was lost and they were like "oh okay. we'll send you a different disc. also, do you want a brownie? they just came out of the oven. take off your coat."

The lesson that you should take away from this--indeed, that I myself have taken away--is that I am profoundly stupid.

How you know when you are doing what you are supposed to be doing

2009-01-04T15:55:00.001-05:00

When you wake up, before getting dressed or brushing your teeth or eating or leaving your room, you boot up Pro Tools and pick up your guitar.

Oh maybe I forgot to mention

2008-12-30T17:06:00.003-05:00

my unicorns

Pay me for this viral advertisment

2008-12-28T23:53:00.005-05:00

I was in CT this weekend visiting my moms for the Christmas. It was not bad. My sister was there. Maybe they all pitched in an got me a large-diaphragm condensor mic, no big whoop or anything. Just kidding, it is a seriously big whoop and I can't wait to use it.

Okay but perhaps more important my mom and brother and sister-in-law and me are picking up some beer at the wine and spirits haberdashery and I happen to gallantly stroll by the gin aisle (like you do) by total accident you know it's not like I was looking at the gin and what do I see. It is this, wedged next to the Hendrick's and the Bombay:

The literature provided told me that 70% of your gin and tonic is made of tonic and shouldn't it be the best tonic possiible, and who could even argue with that. Not me. Maybe they have more to say (they do):

"We went to the slopes of the Peruvian Andes for hand-picked quinine and to the Mexican countryside for organic agave, a sweetener better than honey with a gently rounded sweetness."

They went to the fucking Andes. It is pretty much my responsibility to try it.

How are these fuckers only 22?

2008-12-24T00:23:00.002-05:00

The Last Shadow Puppets

It doesn't even make sense and also is extremely unfair to the rest of mankind.

Christmas at Classon Ave

2008-12-23T00:39:00.001-05:00

PS and yeah those are paper snowflakes in the middle of that tree of lights

and yet, I have a residency

2008-12-22T12:13:00.003-05:00

The following things are sexier than the Rhodes:

1.
2.
3.

Being able to use Eric's Rhodes was the best part of what turned out to be a show that ended up subpar at best. Consequentially, there are many songs in that set that I am not going to play any more. In fact, I'm just not going to play the ones that I don't like anymore, and have not liked for some time, which incidentally is most of them. I am more interested in the new things I've been making and I think I would have a lot more fun playing that. I don't know why I felt obligated to play them in the first place. That's probably the best word to use in this circumstance: obligated. That should never be my feeling when playing, and I don't suspect it will again.

Yes

2008-12-18T18:26:00.000-05:00

Absolutely.

Google Image Search Game #1

2008-12-17T14:27:00.003-05:00

Let's play a game. I enter a word or term into Google Image Search and post some of the pictures, and you get to guess what term I used. Hint: it's three words.

These things are broken

2008-12-15T14:56:00.002-05:00

cellular telephone
internet
mailbox key

I am now without mode of contact

Agreed

2008-11-30T22:27:00.001-05:00

When asked if he wanted milk or sugar in his coffee during Thanksgiving, my 90-something year-old grandfather replied, "Black is beautiful."

2008-11-25T08:19:00.002-05:00

While I was passing by the projects next to my house, here is a what two teenagers were saying to each other.

BOY: You goin to homecomin?
GIRL: Yeah, are you?
BOY: Homecomin is for people comin home.

dime con la boca donde esta

2008-11-18T19:09:00.002-05:00

My favorite album on the fucking planet, no contest is Raúl Picaporte's 2004 masterpiece Conversations With Prostitutes. Because only 4 people read this blog, you probably already know that. Raúl is a friend of mine, who I met through a friend's friend. The friend who gave me this album, Rob, had taken it upon himself to try to mix some of it. A couple years ago he told me there were much more than the 22 tracks I had, and that he just hadn't gotten around to editing the rest of it.

Ok so today I find that they put up the entire unedited album at Mangoose. Holy fuck. This body of work is around 2.5 hours long. I had about 1.1 hours of it until right now.

I'd reckon this moment to your favorite band releasing your favorite album's B-sides, finally, after like 4 years, but somehow that seems cheap. Because I feel like this is how it is supposed to be listened to; all at once, in this order. The entire 2.5 hours are split up in 3 mp3s. I'm probably going to split up the songs in Pro Tools but will keep the order and won't mix or edit them like Rob did, for digestible reasons.

I can't sleep

2008-11-17T00:34:00.002-05:00

Finding a new roommate is so hard.

It's also annoying when you break your apartment's only mailbox key in twine with the incomparable force of your mail-getting. Honestly, what is my problem.

I went to the MoMA today. Fact about Van Gogh: 1. Hell yes.

Whatever

Also

2008-11-11T20:13:00.001-05:00

birthdayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

The four of us are dying

2008-11-11T19:50:00.002-05:00

Nine Inch Nails may be one of the last bands even capable of putting on an amazing show. I can't think of any other band that puts such thought into their performance and what it means to really entertain as a live band, except perhaps Mars Volta, although they are way more hit/miss. They manage to do all the things that are typically "rock star" without seeming like old, hackneyed aging rock stars, which by all accounts is what they should seem like. It's so encouraging to see bands who still give a shit about blowing your face off. The opening band, Deerhunter, seemed like a high school talent show band by comparison.

Jeez.

Update

2008-11-07T16:49:00.002-05:00

My phone decided not to get out of bed one morning, and stayed that way forever. After an epic adventure through the bureaucracy of phone repair, it was determined that I would just get a new phone, which is sleek and black and on its way here

Once I sell a few fuzz pedals I don't use anymore, I'm going to be on my way to having three reverb pedals. Three. I have an addiction, and this time it is not the whiskey.

Birthday party tonight?

I have to find another roommate in 3 weeks. Again.

2008-10-25T18:38:00.002-04:00

So I went to add some music to my iTunes, and I get an error message that I've run out of hard drive space. Like, on my computer. Who knew that 80GB would go by in 3 years. Apparently 32 of those used gigs are purely my iTunes library. So now I have to buy a new external drive, since my other is dedicated to recording storage. I am told that USB is the new shit and Firewire isn't going to be supported by Mac, which is woeful I guess. Just kidding I have no idea if it matters. Since I have only 2 USB ports, I guess I'll need a USB hub. I will be getting all manner of new technologies.

I think this LaCie drive is really sleek-looking. I wish they made matching USB hubs. It's half a TB for $100. That's pretty bonkers. My 160GB drive cost me more than that 3 years ago. Technology!

Listen to this opening bass line

2008-10-23T21:04:00.001-04:00

Holy fucking shit.

I prefer to be called Nobody

2008-10-20T16:03:00.003-04:00

Sell all my novelty junk fuzzes so that I can sound like the Dead Man soundtrack at all times?

Probably, right??

Seriously, though

2008-10-16T16:38:00.005-04:00

You guys are going to be so fucking jealous when they find the leviathan and everyone realizes how right I am.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bloop

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slow_Down_(unidentified_sound)

I'm going to find the original, uncompressed files and sample the Christ out of them.

Bar Bathroom Graffiti #3

2008-10-15T19:58:00.001-04:00

"I love my mom more than u cheap cunts"

ODB died for your sins/CRACK

Heaven is

2008-10-14T19:15:00.002-04:00

Spring reverb, tape delay, and good old fashioned valve overdrive.

10 years later, this album still sounds fresh and original

2008-10-07T16:53:00.001-04:00

Some things just stick in your mind

2008-10-06T00:36:00.002-04:00

I played the new Silent Hill today. At night. With the lights out. And surround-sound. This game is terrifying.
House-warming party for Patrick was great success. We stayed up til dawn which is like a big deal now that I'm an adult
Speaking of being a real adult I have a bedframe now
I watched E get her ass handed to her by a one-armed British pool player at a lesbian bar on Saturday and realized all at once that life is rare and precious.
The show went well, I think. My guitaring was not at its best, probably because my mind was on other things. I want to play the new songs. In order to do this, I should finish them.

Blush Response

2008-10-01T01:25:00.003-04:00

All I know is tonight

2008-09-30T22:56:00.002-04:00

I'm transferring my possessions into Molly's evacuated room. How weird to stop halfway through for a beer and some dinner and find half of you in one room and half in another, like standing in the center of a doorway. Like how Janus must feel at all times. It's almost like moving, but it isn't, really. I feel like I'm on the brink of something new, and I don't know what. It may be some external force like waking up next to autumn, and saying, hey where you been all my life.

I wanted to take pictures of this, but my digital camera dies after--I'm not fucking kidding-2 minutes of use. 2 AA's. I need a new cheap camera that doesn't roll over like a bitch.

Pistol Pete

2008-09-30T01:12:00.002-04:00

I got a copy of a ghetto-rigged recordings from one of the shows. I didn't realize how meandering all the songs are when there's no drums/phat beats/syck jamz. I guess I built them all around rhythm? It's really helpful to look back and find out these things. It makes me pretty excited about this show on Thursday which will have drums. And cello. And so much cool. I feel like it will be closer to how it should be heard and maybe people will like it, which is kind of the idea.

Accoutrements

2008-09-29T00:31:00.003-04:00

So, Molly is leaving in two days and all the things that were hers that I have been taking for granted (e.g. cutting board, a counter, pictures, etc.) are being packed away. And this apartment is starting to look a little dismal. This means that I have to procure things with which to furnish and, uh, "decorate" the place. This is clearly not my forte. So I'm thinking of putting my guitars on the wall which is also utility. And like I don't know, maybe I should get some paintings and shit? What do other people do? Give me your ideas.

Hey! I could get a bedframe finally so that I don't sleep on the floor for once. That would be kind of novel.

The green fairy

2008-09-25T19:05:00.002-04:00

So I'm about to go to a show wherein there will be free absinthe. I'm going to try some absinthe.

It was really nice knowing you guys.

I'll need some "triple rectification" after this, if you know what I mean.

Don't worry, I don't know what I mean either.

You know what?

2008-09-25T17:52:00.001-04:00

There are some good songs on the new Kings of Leon record.

Turns out blood stains can never, ever, ever be removed from fabrics

2008-09-21T01:15:00.002-04:00

I am enjoying a glass of our old friend White Horse

I am listening to anything that sounds warm. This includes, but is not limited to, Neil Young's Dead Man soundtrack, Alva Noto + Ryuichi Sakamoto's Insen, and Radiohead Kid A. Radiohead hasn't done anything for me in years but this is hitting the spot.
I went to the grocery store and came back with a jar of pickles and some Oxyclean. Ergo, I can not be trusted.
Rhodes keyboard forever. Seriously.
I'm glad I get to wear a sweater now.
...
God I wish I had some pretzels right now. Or, like, pizza. All the pizza.
The eagle never lost so much time as when he submitted to learn from the crow.
Man, I don't know. Pickles are great. I just regret not having real food now is all.
Sleep seems superfluous.

When synthesizers were the future

2008-09-17T16:11:00.002-04:00

Staying up til 2am watching the "Amp" program on MTV in 1996 or 1997 or whatever year that was. And hearing how electronica could be stately or soothing or erratic or abusive, and listening to Future Sounds of London, Goldie, Boards of Canada, Aphex Twin, Atari Teenage Riot, Squarepusher, Photek. And discovering that guitars get pretty boring and sometimes you need scathing 12-pole pads and break beat and sampling and LFO sweeps. And one person could be an orchestra made of robots and MIDI.

Remember when this was the future? Who dropped the ball on that? Or was there too much rave/house techno or something equally nauseating and everyone just threw up their hands and stopped trying? I guess a lot of it is pretty dated, like Chemical Brothers and Prodigy and shit, but a lot of that stuff stands up to time, e.g. Goldie, Photek. When guitars are a device used by 60-somethings to sell stuff to teenagers, what is the fucking point? But maybe I'm being just as nostalgic as every band I see that is imitating a band who is in turn imitating Velvet Underground. Am I going to have to strap half a dozen Kaoss pads to my body, run them through bit crushers and tape echo machines and thrash on the floor while screaming into a headset? Is it possible still to do anything interesting?

When in doubt:

2008-09-14T13:58:00.001-04:00

Escape to albuquerque

Graffiti #2

2008-09-08T02:20:00.001-04:00

I Just Got Back From the Battle of Detroit, Scotch Broth Soup

McGurk's Suicide Hall Grand Reopening 2012

There was absolutely no graffiti at all at this bar.

Emmet Otter's Jug Band Christmas Special

2008-09-03T12:51:00.002-04:00

Greatest movie ever fucking made and I don't care if it's September god damn it.

hecho en mexico

2008-08-30T21:28:00.003-04:00

I just finished helping Eva move. Shit. It is so satisfying to take a shower and eat something after a day of manual labor; namely, carrying mattresses and dressers up 4 flights of stairs. While I walk up to order pizza, the pizza man was talking to a customer and telling him that "I believe in order to understand, I don't understand in order to believe." The customer nods solemnly and takes this philosophy in, maybe considering what it means to understand something, or even to believe something. I join him in silent consideration. The pizza man continues, "I mean, if you walk into a party and see a girl, she's either going to fuck you, or she won't. There's nothing you can do about it. You just have to go in there like some kind of mammal. When you go to a party, you better hope some girl is lookin' at you, yanno?"

The customer did, in fact, know.

This beer goes really well with pizza:

Things that have happened recently

2008-08-28T19:44:00.002-04:00

The show this week went pretty well. A small, quiet crowd which is really nice. Things that must be confronted:

Frank won't come in from Philadelphia forever. I need to find a replacement ivory-tickler.
The truth is, I need a drummer.
Although I think I have cinched Eric in--probably with sorcery, witchcraft, et al

I wonder if I can achieve these things before the Bar 4 show? Let's find out together.

Also I think I have a new roommate?

I hope the internet doesn't run out of these

2008-08-21T19:49:00.003-04:00

Because if I can get a vintage spring reverb unit on the stealth cheap, regardless of its lack of tubes, I'm going to be crazy happy.

Conversely, take a gander at this magical box that contains the two greatest things ever: the aforementioned spring reverb, and tape echo. And tubes. Holy fuck.

You can't see it really, but one knob says Klangregelung. Guess what that fucking does. I will tell you: it controls the Klang. Please now check out the gutz:

You can't see the spring tank, but you can see the tape which will almost assuredly need regular maintaince for to make sexy.

I would like your face gone, and in your place the sun

2008-08-20T16:40:00.002-04:00

2008-08-17T15:26:00.002-04:00

Ok I just signed up at the YMCA because I am taking an active role in my own life and that is what you should do. All the classes are free with membership apparently. There is a karate camp but it's only for 9-12 year-olds. How completely unfair is that. I want to go to karate camp like immediately.

Basically I want this to be me becuase I will be a big hit at parties and bars and it will give me a chance to wear my headband

Idea Factory #2

2008-08-17T11:39:00.002-04:00

If you put your monitor on your amp and use wireless keyboard and mouse you can compute in bed in your underwear and no one can fucking stop you. This must be how people who own laptops feel.

I stopped taking meds a couple months ago and I can't tell if there is zero difference or all difference.

Maybe I will even go to sleep

2008-08-15T16:53:00.001-04:00

I don't know what I'm doing this weekend. I am at my happiest when this is the case.

Future Proof

2008-08-11T23:44:00.003-04:00

You know how sometimes when you have a problem, and you're not really sure how to solve it, and so you have a glass of scotch and clean your room, and then eat a couple of tacos and then watch the Olympics for a while and get really impressed and inspired even though you have never cared for athletics not even for a bare moment in your scant life, and then you turn on the dim lights and have another glass of scotch and you can't remember what your problem was? And it doesn't even matter because you're listening to Vince Guaraldi Trio in the middle of August?

I'm thinking about covering Mike Doughty, because "Rising Sign" is a beast of a song.

How the fuck do I post Your Tube videos so that you can see them:

THANKS JONES

thousands upon thousands upon thousands of locusts

2008-08-07T14:40:00.000-04:00

Remember that time you had an existential crisis while waiting for the G and realized that these are now par for course and also help is on the internet and I would take a train to anywhere right now.

Only the pills in your bedroom

2008-08-03T23:33:00.000-04:00

this is mom's birthday

this is what looks like a tremendous rain storm punishing my car, but is in fact a car wash cleansing it of a year of hard travelin'. It now features a new alternator, working passenger-side window, and an exhaust with zero (0) holes in it. Additionally, and for no discernible reason, the AC works. Prior to today, it has worked a total of never.

My brother and I have still not concocted a formula for the album cover using chemistry and modern science. I would rather he just pick something and do it than ask me what I want. Likewise for this mixing business which is quickly becoming a multitude of chefs fucking up your soup type situation. Finally, I need to join a fucking gym.

2008-07-28T09:31:00.001-04:00

This weekend I went to Boston to see Sam's gallery and also have pictures taken for music-related endeavors. This is a weird process wherein I determined that I don't have the exhibitionist spirit required. But actually, many of them came out well, on account of Sam's indelible photographer's skillz. There will be some pretty funny ones; namely, high-fiving Paul Revere. Like you do. More importantly, the first song we listened to upon arriving to Boston is "More Than A Feeling," by seminal rock band Boston. Nice.

I'm also trying to resolve mixing problems, including pertinent questions such as "Who will be doing it?" and "What the fuck?" and "Uuuuughhh." Also I need a website and know nothing of the architecture of websites. Remember that time I took a programming class at Purchase to fulfill my math requirement? God that was awful.

Lastly, The Dark Knight is an allegory for the war on terror am i right.

Everyday of my life should be

2008-07-22T19:15:00.000-04:00

UUUUUUUUUGH

2008-07-21T00:29:00.001-04:00

FUUUUUUCK

Toccatina

2008-07-17T19:18:00.000-04:00

Mouse On The Keys is a great fucking band. If you don't agree with me, I hate everything you love and believe in.

I am going to a wedding on a beach. No, I don't know whose. I think I am allergic to mosquitos, as I have enormous (2") welts on my body from them, and boy do they itch.

This show on Saturday

2008-07-14T20:05:00.000-04:00

1. everyone on earth came
2. the sound guy was a fuck knob and none of us could hear each other the entire time
3. we pulled it off anyway
4. the cello/upright bass/piano/electric guitar arrangements were Top Class
5. lots of people enjoyed it
6. sam took lots of pictures, not of which I am in possession of
7. frank recorded it, which I am also not in possession of
8. aftermath/afterparty at atiya's was bombastic
9. i got paid
10. we played metallica for a hot second.
11. AMERICA

I am also googling unemployment benefits for reasons I will disclose later. Just kidding, I was told that if I do anything wrong I will get fired. Fuck those fucks.

New York Graffiti Is the Best Graffiti

2008-07-05T17:57:00.000-04:00

First, this was Independence Day:

Second, here's some bar bathroom messages of hope, and freedom:

Sweet Christ

2008-06-30T00:12:00.000-04:00

I just got back from Philadelphia Part 3. We finished final editing. We made segue tracks out of noise because that is just what you do, okay? Remember that time that the NanoPiano module flipped a straight shit and self-oscillated for half an hour and recorded it? Okay, so we drew from that recording mostly. In it, there is some kind of scrambled message in an all-too-human voice. This terrifies Frank and myself, so we put it amidst some cacophony. It is likely that some one was trapped inside the machine after discovering a horrible secret and that it was his final transmission, so we dedicated a song to his honor, "The Last Transmission of Gary Collinger." Moreover, Frank and Mary are the nicest humans on Earth, potentially.

There was some debate over whether or not we should mix it ourselves or get Peter to mix it. I think it's still something of a contentious issue that needs to be resolved.

I have Jury Duty.

What?

Idea Factory #1

2008-06-23T12:20:00.000-04:00

Hunky Tiger will feature 3 keyboardists and a drummer. One keyboardist will have square wave, another will have sine wave, and the third will have triangle wave. They will all play the keytar and run through legendary pedal boards. Spitting blood will be requisite. Oh, and so will the Ravezooka:

The composer of Chiba City Blues

2008-06-19T19:22:00.001-04:00

They are going to make Neuromancer into a movie! But guess what is just so fucking cool! Hayden Christensen gets to play the lead role. If this happens I will kill myself.

Also, some douchebag who isn't Chris Cunningham is going to try to do it. I wish my body were covered in eyes, so I could stab them all.

You know who would better play seminal cyberpunk character Henry Case?

(JOSEPH) HAYDN:

My future consists of:

2008-06-16T23:57:00.000-04:00

Why yes, that is the Blues Brothers.

WHAT

2008-06-14T17:47:00.000-04:00

What!

The pepper eating contest was a mutual loss for all involved. Bodies were destroyed. There is a sweet thunderstorm going on right now.

2008-06-13T09:25:00.000-04:00

Tonight I am having a pepper eating contest with E. Here is the little fellow that will be involved:

It is a Serrano pepper. I will call you from the hospital.

Then I believe there is some kind of rooftop party we are going to. Parties are always better the higher from the ground you get. One day I will throw a party in a blimp or zeppelin or dirigible. Or perhaps in orbit.

I am writing a shit-ton of new music. I don't know how you operate, but instead of doing one thing at a time, as is proven effective, I decide that working on nine (9) songs at once is the absolute best method of working.

Also my brother has ordered a new-fangled Playstation and I'm going to play Metal Gear Solid and you know what? I don't even care what you think of that.

Lastly, guess what I bought off of a stranger in the middle of Penn Station? No, it wasn't crystal meth (to my chagrin). It was this hot ticket. It sounds glorious and the neck is like holding a baseball bat which has metaphoric nails stuck in it, ready to smash someone's windshield and berak bones; I haven't played this many power chords since high school. Also I have a problem.

2008-06-10T20:46:00.000-04:00

I went fucking camping. What? No, don't worry. I didn't do anything like fish or hike or hunt. I just watched the water and drank beer and had fun. And I wasn't even eaten by a bear! Here's what I learned: I'm really good at camping. Awesome.

Also Neuromancer is a really great book that I am halfway through right now.

I just wanted to show you some things because sometimes nothing else makes sense

2008-05-28T00:09:00.000-04:00

also

2008-05-20T20:06:00.001-04:00

yeah i changed my "format" what about it

Straighten Up and Fly Right

2008-05-20T19:28:00.000-04:00

I have been away for a while and there is just cause for this!

Item one: I almost got fired from my new job. Apparently you are not supposed to participate in group emails with other trainees wherein you make fun of your boss who is a hilarious caricature. Turns out they read those emails. I know! Who would have ever known that. Certainly not someone with prudence, discretion, or basic decency. Aside from three solid days of face-crushing awkwardness I have no regrets.

Item two: I bought my very first Internet. I want to have a website for my sound-related endeavors, ergo www.gunslingbirds.com is now registered in my name. It is a barren, arid wasteland where scorpions roam the earth, right now, but soon it will be a towering empire with eagles and shit, I assure you. Corollary: if you some sweet ideas for what it could look like I'd like to hear it.

This Week In Awesome

2008-05-05T20:42:00.000-04:00

1. My coworkers are pretty tight. And by tight, I mean super boss.

2. Your boyfriend hates me. No, it doesn't matter who you are. He doesn't like me, not at all. This is not negotiable. I am sure this will be true until I am dead.

3. I spent Sunday using a vocoder with Frank and eating donuts. Is there no greater life in the history of living? No, there isn't.

4. Here's a picture of a delicious beer:

Holy Damn

2008-04-27T12:07:00.000-04:00

This is the best thing I ever seen in my entire life.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lSAExHBrfwU

2008-04-24T19:09:00.000-04:00

I got the fretless bass today, using money that the government stole but then gave back interest-free because they are just so nice. I have been playing sexy spy riffs for approx. 1.5 hours.

The new job is pretty nice. I get to wear jeans and fuck off for a while. During down time I draw up charts of secret plans. Then I tear those plans out of notebooks and lose them somewhere and write them up again. That's just about how things go for me, basically.

Yeah. No big deal.

2008-04-22T20:33:00.000-04:00

Bad Orchestra

2008-04-21T19:16:00.001-04:00

It's getting warm and guess what that means. It means summer music. Here is some shit.

The Pillows

Andrew WK

Man...Or Astroman?

Ennio "Motherfucking" Morricone

2008-04-17T09:52:00.001-04:00

Some people say that only bores tell people about their dreams, because it's just a list of things that never happened. Well, that may be the case if you are bad at telling them, or have totally lame dreams wherein you are reading the newspaper, or flying, or boning celebrities. Listen, we've all railed Scarlett Johannsen while soaring on golden wings and our teeth falling out while scorpions roam the earth.

Okay but Mike Levy's blog about his dreams is a hilarious and interesting foray into his absurdist unconscious mind. I'm sure Jung would have shit bricks over it. It's fun, so read it:

http://arecordofnightlydreams.wordpress.com/

It sure isn't.

2008-04-15T12:48:00.000-04:00

Conversation between doorman and me:

ME: Hey, how you doin?
DOORMAN: Pretty good, you?
ME: Pretty good.
DOORMAN: Pretty good is pretty good.
ME: It ain't bad.
DOORMAN: Sure isn't.

~Fin~

Fizzbitch.

2008-04-14T13:44:00.000-04:00

I got new glasses
I have a new job next Monday
Actually I think it would be better to say nevermind, I don't want to work for you, I want to sleep all day, wake up and record for 3 hours, then go back to bed and repeat for the rest of my life
I have not found an apartment. I have to step up my game. That's a fun phrase but I have no fucking idea how to implement it into life aside from, like, drawing lightning bolts on stuff or taking a shower.
The other night I laid in bed with the lights off and a glass of scotch and the guitar run through the space echo and it was transcendant.
Seriously let me go to bed

2008-04-09T15:29:00.001-04:00

Here is why public bathrooms are horrible: I don't want to be in the same room as you if you have your dick in your hand, let alone less than a foot away. I don't want you to talk to me about work, which is irrespective to where we are, but in the bathroom it is worse because the business I am in there for is of a different nature entirely.

I quit my job. I also quit life.

The only reason you need to vote for him.

2008-04-03T12:56:00.000-04:00

I had to make a picture for it, I'm sorry for stealing.