Saturday, January 12, 2013

February 7, 2012 Tuesday


1:AM - I'm really getting some mileage out of this Kawai drum machine from Andy Wright. Recorded this song tonight. I call it "Regina" for Mr. Regalo, not necessarily for any one reason but because I would like to. I used an old line of mine "I will pull you from the pavement". Although this is the first song I can honestly say I recorded vocally by stream of conscious. I sang whatever popped into my head. I almost gave up on the track tonight as I had hoped to be recording some version of "Chameleon". It just didn't sound right in the end. "I will lay you in the sun". For Mr. Regalo maybe. Online I sync the soundcloud upload with an archival 1700s picture of a man or perhaps a woman in an old straight jacket. Man... begoten sadness in their face is super intense. It's black and white and heavy all over. I emphasized the volume on the drum machine. My favorite part. It's like it's grabbing you by the colar and shaking you to the beat. I like that in Carmody, Iron Curtain, Martin Dupont. Drum machine has become as emotionally colonizing as distinctive vocals to me, essential right now. The vocals in "Regina" are 2 tracks on top of each other. Harmonizing and honestly in the final mix, you can barely make out any of the lyrics. Strictly for the sake of vocal melody, I am glad this song happened tonight. I became the human arpeggiator with the keys. Wanting a somewhat Giorgitalo sound I tried, but perhaps the vox removed it. Elizabeth Frasier is barely understandable. There you go! Those keys were such a pain! Must have taken some 30 different tries, I felt like a freshmen in high school again trying to record the keyboard part to "Suffer The Children" to tascam for our talent show audition. Impossible! Too angsty! Midway through recording I spot a coffee cup on the dresser, and god dammit the bottom has composted out! And on my butterfly cased J. Dante tape! Hell, of all it's brushes with death. I can't believe this coffee! I think it's saved only one of the photos, everything pretty much is stained with coffee. Besides the green photo. Jesus, coffee, love of my life, staining everything forever. Say goodbye to your turquoise-Cory-Haim sweater vest. Mother fuck.


- As far as still being jobless... you know. I'd say I've done alright so far with this time. I have material put out on tape or I will with Kerry, so I'm creating. Designed a tape cover in one afternoon that I can honestly say I'm happy with. An image taken from Debbie & Carlos Rosa's "Non-Impact Aerobics" book, drawn in red colored pencil with value change in red, blue cursive "Swallowed Whole" on milar, squished against another milar with purple-red water color paint in between. A total pain in the ass trying to get it to maintain any kind of consistency in placement. I thought It would dry. But it did not. It continued to move, and anytime I thought it looked good, my scanner source would prove futile and I would have to retire it once again to the sketchbook. Julia's in Westlake finally came through for me. Geez. But I regret the color. It lost some of it's deepness, so what I had to do what take the colored copy from the earlier and stick it behind the layers you could see. It looked pretty alright in the end. And all inconveniences aside I feel pretty inspired by these techniques actually. Maybe I'll start doing colored pencil drawings on milar then I can squish water colors behind them. Maybe even on glass! I can maybe even light it from behind. It could be so real! Kind of psychedelic. Maybe even where it can cast colored shadows on the walls. Hell! I want to create something for Alan's shop! That could be super cool! I walked in there the other night. He was staining a crap ton of wood for the record bins he's building himself. Building the counter too. The walls were chocolate-like in color. I'm very happy for Alan. I'd still like to make him that list. Records to get for "Frauline". Is it creepy to make artwork, giant renderings of peoples faces who you adore when if decent, they will probably find out about? I don't know. Listening to "Life Preserver" again. My favorite track I think is the one called "Ocean Skin". Funny surfer-guido-men.

I like the color of my bedroom walls. Sea-Foam-Green. And with the pink lantern light it makes me feel  pretty happy. That pink feels good in my soul. And my favorite things hang on strings above me.

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