This here’s a scene from this afternoon that we (me and Eric) haven’t seen since the latter, white-trash, ambulance/police car/firetruck three-times-a-week-needing nextdoor neighbor days of 34 School St…tho, there weren’t the usual screaming sirens this time…maybe they run things different over here on the south side of town…
I’m at that phase when I’m doing something where I’ll scribble lots of meaningless ideas into a notebook (“shorten…listen to older demo, take out hiss, add strings, re-record, feed piano-loop thru delay pedals, build on melody, backwards ebow, equalize drum track”) until some of them make sense/or appeal to me. Then it’ll take weeks or months to force myself to actually sit down and execute them. I got 5 minutes of basic tracking done. Yee fuckin haw, man.
