Halfway

I’ve now officially got more album-recording time behind me than in front. And I’m starting to arrive at the conclusion that I’m not going to finish. Balls.

I’ve got some good work done though, so I’ll keep plugging away, and see what comes of it. The thing is, it’s dead easy to fill 35 minutes with music – it’s just making good music that is the trick. If I get even half that time filled with quality material, I still say it’s been a productive month.

Procrastination

procrastination

That’s very droll, isn’t it? I’d like to remove the “congress” from the door, as it’s not exactly pertinent in this example, but frankly I feel bad enough stealing some poor bugger’s cartoon and not giving him any credit for it – let alone modifying it as well.

I actually had a dream last night that a couple of rather large people in suits paid me a visit and recquisitioned my CD due to a plagiarism accusation. Apparently they weren’t concerned with the melody or the lyrics, but rather the drum sound. I was halfway through explaining to them that drum sounds are not exactly copyrightable as part of a composition, but then it all shifted into some sort of spaceship flying around thing (with monsters in pursuit – although the suit people were more frightening). I remember waking up hoping it was portentious, and now here I am blithely appropriating other peoples hard work. I just don’t learn.

So, where was I? Procrastination, yes. I’ve done absolutely nothing music-wise since the last entry, and time is starting to seem like it’s moving a bit faster. I had expected the house to myself the second half of this week, but Clare has come down with something, and so she’s stayed home from work. So I’m working hard to try and overcome this slight sense of self-consciousness about working on songs while there’s someone in the house.

That does sound very silly, I know. Clare knows I play and write music – this is not something I’m ashamed of. It’s just that it’s a slightly messy, scrappy process, and to a person who is used to hearing finished, fleshed out compositions, seeing the foundations being dug and the frame going up – well, I’m sensitive about that. Actually in my case, it’s usually a matter of the roof and windows first, then try to jam some walls and a slab underneath – which is even more embarrasing.

Nevertheless, this is something I’m going to have to overcome – so today I will finish another song. Definitely. Yes.

For sure.

Happy birthday to me

Things I did from February 3rd through 6th:

  • Had a surprise lunch thrown for me by Clare
  • Drank too much imported beer out of a very large glass
  • Caught up with some family I hadn’t seen for years
  • Had a surprise trip away organised for me by Clare
  • Took a ferry trip (twice)
  • Went kayaking (twice)
  • Had Oysters for dinner (twice)
  • Read a goodly portion of Nick Hornby’s 31 Songs (on which more at a later date – or possibly not, depending on inclination. I am notoriously fickle)
  • Drank moderate to excessive amounts of wine
  • Was molested overnight by relentless, aerogard resistant, kamikaze (when I got a good shot in) mosquitos

Things I did not do from February 3rd through 6th:

  • Write any songs
  • Record any songs

It’s ok, it’s only the 6th… I’ve got time. No worries.

29 version 2.0

That’s how old I’m turning tomorrow :)

I wrote some solo-project music yesterday – a sort of folk meets baroque thing (I wonder if i can call it “foque”? :) ), but I’m afraid the well is dry for now – and I’m taking a break over the weekend to celebrate the ravages of time.

Hopefully I’ll be able to write more next week, once I have the perspective of old age from which to look back.

Ok, I’m done with that line now :)