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Oh hey, look, I have a livejournal.
I've not updated this thing in ages, and things are not the same. I'm in California, now, amidst the giant urban sprawl and limitless breast implants. I had a birthday a few days ago with little fanfare. I guess they don't mean so much as you get older. It's lonesome out here... the lonesome crowded west. I've made a few acquaintances that may or may not be called friends eventually. In any case, I'm working on lots of music lately: I'm helping co-produce an album with a guy in Oakland which will involve recording and recontextualizing a quintet and vocalist being flown in from NYC, I'm doing a remix of Fredo Viola's Sad Song to be included on an album of remixes of his work, with possible major label release, I'm working on a solo (obce) album as well as doing mixes for an oakland radio station under the same name, and I've started working with Anthony again via the internet where I make a song/melody and post on an FTP server for anthony to pick up and he records parts for it and sends it back to me, and on and on until it sounds good. Ahhhh... Anthony. Apparently, he will be coming across this great nation to record with me later, once I get my new apt. settled. Right now I live on a couch, with a bird in my ear constantly, and an alcoholic in the adjoining room. I sleep during the day because I work nights, and as there are people moving around constantly during the day and birds singing in my ear, I do not sleep. It isn't ideal, by any means, and seems to magnify my emotional ups and downs.
Christian is in India, and not planning on coming back any time soon. I haven't seen her in 3 months and haven't heard from her in several weeks. Make of that what you will. I will probably be moving to New York in December, to better facilitate the recording process with anthony. Sacramento is a hell hole, a cultural vacuum filled with sex-spoof rock bands and Deftone imitators. I saw a guy the other day with a shirt with 909's and 808's and MPC's all over it, and thought maybe I'd found someone interesting. No. He was a music-phobe. He liked hip-hop and only hip-hop. Squarepusher made this boy want to vomit, and he didn't really care about the 808's and 909's on his shirt, as he thought they were stupid, but he did like the mpc, the quintessential hip-hop makin' machine. Oh boy! I wonder if he knows that the both the 909 and 808 were used in hip hop before the mpc was even produced, and that the 808 kick drum is integral to many beats he probably likes? Bah. I mustn't waste my time with these people. So far, California is full of posers, people wanting to look cool and into their 'art' for the sake of the image. I'm sure that is too broad of a generalization, as I have met a few people into it for the right reasons, but the posers far outnumber the good people.
I'm waiting on a package with my old laptop and mixer and some equipment... I'm not sure if it was even sent or not, as I never got a tracking number. I hope so, otherwise I have a very long and expensive drive back to Texas to retrive some important things. I was going to buy a new laptop, for my show in September, but I can't afford it right now. Bills and bills and deposits and car repair and insurance and blah blah blah. So I hope that laptop arrives soon, so I have time to get it repaired and ready to go in time for the show.
My head is shaved and my beard is shaved and my life is shaved and I look like a shiny little cue-ball. I lost my glasses and had to get new ones. So a shiny little cue-ball with new glasses.
Ummm.... what else?
Music I am listening to lately:
13 and God (the notwist and Themselves collab)
Polyphonic Spree
LCD Soundsystem (goddamn it's good)
Vitalic (ditto)
Wolf Parade
African Dub compilation
Matisyahu live at Stubb's
Tim Hecker
V/Vm
Oh, and 'little machine' from the ice cream creatures is going to be used in a independent film called 'Somewhere Between Now and Never'.
Movie with a similar aesthetic in it's name that is very good and highly recommended to all you internet people: Me, You, and Everyone We Know.
On that note:
))<>((
Back and Forth. Forever.
I've not updated this thing in ages, and things are not the same. I'm in California, now, amidst the giant urban sprawl and limitless breast implants. I had a birthday a few days ago with little fanfare. I guess they don't mean so much as you get older. It's lonesome out here... the lonesome crowded west. I've made a few acquaintances that may or may not be called friends eventually. In any case, I'm working on lots of music lately: I'm helping co-produce an album with a guy in Oakland which will involve recording and recontextualizing a quintet and vocalist being flown in from NYC, I'm doing a remix of Fredo Viola's Sad Song to be included on an album of remixes of his work, with possible major label release, I'm working on a solo (obce) album as well as doing mixes for an oakland radio station under the same name, and I've started working with Anthony again via the internet where I make a song/melody and post on an FTP server for anthony to pick up and he records parts for it and sends it back to me, and on and on until it sounds good. Ahhhh... Anthony. Apparently, he will be coming across this great nation to record with me later, once I get my new apt. settled. Right now I live on a couch, with a bird in my ear constantly, and an alcoholic in the adjoining room. I sleep during the day because I work nights, and as there are people moving around constantly during the day and birds singing in my ear, I do not sleep. It isn't ideal, by any means, and seems to magnify my emotional ups and downs.
Christian is in India, and not planning on coming back any time soon. I haven't seen her in 3 months and haven't heard from her in several weeks. Make of that what you will. I will probably be moving to New York in December, to better facilitate the recording process with anthony. Sacramento is a hell hole, a cultural vacuum filled with sex-spoof rock bands and Deftone imitators. I saw a guy the other day with a shirt with 909's and 808's and MPC's all over it, and thought maybe I'd found someone interesting. No. He was a music-phobe. He liked hip-hop and only hip-hop. Squarepusher made this boy want to vomit, and he didn't really care about the 808's and 909's on his shirt, as he thought they were stupid, but he did like the mpc, the quintessential hip-hop makin' machine. Oh boy! I wonder if he knows that the both the 909 and 808 were used in hip hop before the mpc was even produced, and that the 808 kick drum is integral to many beats he probably likes? Bah. I mustn't waste my time with these people. So far, California is full of posers, people wanting to look cool and into their 'art' for the sake of the image. I'm sure that is too broad of a generalization, as I have met a few people into it for the right reasons, but the posers far outnumber the good people.
I'm waiting on a package with my old laptop and mixer and some equipment... I'm not sure if it was even sent or not, as I never got a tracking number. I hope so, otherwise I have a very long and expensive drive back to Texas to retrive some important things. I was going to buy a new laptop, for my show in September, but I can't afford it right now. Bills and bills and deposits and car repair and insurance and blah blah blah. So I hope that laptop arrives soon, so I have time to get it repaired and ready to go in time for the show.
My head is shaved and my beard is shaved and my life is shaved and I look like a shiny little cue-ball. I lost my glasses and had to get new ones. So a shiny little cue-ball with new glasses.
Ummm.... what else?
Music I am listening to lately:
13 and God (the notwist and Themselves collab)
Polyphonic Spree
LCD Soundsystem (goddamn it's good)
Vitalic (ditto)
Wolf Parade
African Dub compilation
Matisyahu live at Stubb's
Tim Hecker
V/Vm
Oh, and 'little machine' from the ice cream creatures is going to be used in a independent film called 'Somewhere Between Now and Never'.
Movie with a similar aesthetic in it's name that is very good and highly recommended to all you internet people: Me, You, and Everyone We Know.
On that note:
))<>((
Back and Forth. Forever.