Journal Entry

October 23, 2003

:: Pant pant pant ::

I'm feeling the crunch. One big website is launching at the end of the month (I hope), and I'm trying to quickly learn the code of another big site to make some changes to it by the end of the month. And then there's the smaller sites. Too much web work, not enough drums.

We did have a great time in Tennessee last weekend. Last Christmas I sort of blew it by not making enough time for Lisa, me, and my grandparents together. This trip made up for that mistake, I think. We enjoyed beautiful weather and scenery and a relaxed and loving atmosphere. The fact that Isaac came down too was an added bonus. Overall another great experience that I sure as hell won't support with photographs. No sir, not me. I take pictures and hide them.

Back to "not enough drums" for a second. I've been spending a lot of time lately learning how to do digital audio. I've started (and lately not posted much in) another journal and gone through a tutorial, dinked around with some sounds, recorded some drums, and generally taken my first shaky steps toward recording my own music.

Next month, I plan to really get to it. Inspired by National Novel Writing Month, I'm going to declare November Joe Records An EP Month. Considering I've never composed anything, except some absurd poems and dirty limericks, this should prove to be a very torturous experience for me. I say that because I expect it's going to be kind of difficult to produce anything, let alone something good. But who knows, I may surprise myself.

I'd like to update this site somehow as I go along, probably mostly in home audio journal, but we'll see. In any case, I'm looking forward to this project in a sort of scared way.

Maybe I can use it as motivation to get all this work done.

Comments

A young lady stricken with pants
once asked her fine fellow to dance.
He said, "Shed your drawers
and we'll litter the floors
with stupefied statesmen from France."

Posted by strickenwithpants at October 23, 2003 4:39 PM

The old man bad hair and bad teeth
Pulled out his big sword from its sheath
He sliced all the threads
From their belts to their Keds
And a pantsless world he did bequeath

Posted by Whigmaleery at October 23, 2003 4:47 PM

Don't stress over rhythm and tune
til you start sweating slime like a goon.
Set a straightforward goal
and then eat a sweet roll --
the notes will float like a balloon.

(I will never be as cool as you, Mr. Bequeath Man.)

In plain talk, I think you otter say, "Okay, I'm going to compose 5 melodies, and screw the length of the album" or "I'm going to produce an EP of 25 minutes, with any number of tracks one or greater." Saying your goal is to write and produce an EP is pretty vague. It's like not knowing whether your credit card bill is $100 or $1000, whether the term paper has to be 5 pages or 500. It would be incredibly stressful.

Posted by Cosita Dos at October 24, 2003 1:22 PM

Might as well give it a go. Never know unless you try!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted by Stan Rines at October 24, 2003 6:10 PM

The TN picture mystery....um....what are you talking about?

Posted by Darcy at October 28, 2003 8:10 PM

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