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|Sunday, July 22nd, 2012|
|Wednesday, December 29th, 2010|
|sure is dusty in here
in fact, i almost forgot this little place existed. almost. odd to look back though.
|Friday, January 12th, 2007|
my heart has just been ripped out.
no, i'm not ok.
|Wednesday, June 21st, 2006|
and then sometimes fate decides to deliver a stomach punch.
|Friday, June 2nd, 2006|
(lisp) made it's Boston debut last night in scenic Somerville at the Skybar. Outside of one song where some moniter issues caused a mixup, I would say the show was a success. People who were not there specifically to see us came up to me after the set and offered commendations, which is always a good measure, and all the folks who showed up for us didn't ask for their money back. s didn't make it, but with extremely valid reasons.
And now I must lock myself in my apartment and mix the new songs so potential starstruck kiddies don't get the wrong idea about what we sound like.
|Thursday, May 25th, 2006|
|she's a real fireball
due to a twist of fate, i didn't have to work until 1pm instead of 10am.
through other twists of fate, i made breakfast plans this morning in jp with s, britt, and chris.
through nature's intervention, it was a beautiful morning.
breakfast was amazing...one of those places i've never been to in 6 years in boston and was stupid to do so.
s got four thumbs up from two of my closest friends.
except for last week, this month has been one of those times where you really don't believe that life can be that good.
|Sunday, May 14th, 2006|
|what a weekend
so once life finally started going great, i get a stomach punch of a weekend.
a very close friend of my sister who was really integral to my growth as a person died on saturday, taken away at far too young an age.
my father is having complications from surgery. he is apparently doing much better today, which is good.
add to this the comparatively inconsequental items of going into work on my day off and not getting a phone call from s, and it just adds up to a crappy couple of days. at least the weather was appropriate.
on the bright side:
m. was suffering greatly. she shouldn't have been taken away, but she fought the fight and lost. although i haven't really felt the impact of
it all yet, i truely find it hard to grieve for those whose suffering was taken away after a long losing battle.
my dad is doing better.
i made my sister laugh when she called me to give the news. i thought nothing of it at the time but when my mother told me that she had mentioned it the next day, i once again realized how little things without conscious intention can make a difference.
i'm dating for the first time in quite awhile, and i'm not really sure how it happened.
(lisp) rehersal today for the june 1st show went well. i am getting increasingly excited/agitated about it.
i called s and now have plans to meet up twice this week. let the nerves begin.
my friends. through the romantic crisis and the personal crisis, many people have truely stepped up and offered great advice or insight. this week more than others, i am incredibly thankful for the group of people that chose to share time with me.
|Tuesday, May 9th, 2006|
ok well that was a complete turnaround in my life in a few weeks.
i'm just about giddy.
|Sunday, May 7th, 2006|
there is nothing worse than people interupting time spent between two people who would obviously rather be alone.
especially if there are many not so subtle hints.
especially if they work for you.
that is all.
|Friday, May 5th, 2006|
This is me overthinking things.
|Thursday, March 16th, 2006|
|comprimise is the mother of surrender
those words were uttered by spider stacey about two hours ago, while I was attending a pogues show.
shane was coherent enough to make it work, and the band showed off how tight they *really* are when spider sung a song.
"faIrytale of new york," complete with fake snow falling during the denoument.
two hours of pogues. the kind of thing that is on a life checklist.
to top it all off, b. and i got to dodge three(!) patches of vomit on our way out.
all in all a magical evening.
|Monday, March 6th, 2006|
|Friday, November 18th, 2005|
So I just joined the 21st century. I updated ProTools to the OSX version since a friend of mine was able to give me the one other bit of software I needed to make the migration feasible.
Even using of of the most complex, system intensive mixes I've ever done, I was able to add so much more stuff without any issues. No more comprimising or printing effects, no more "that sure is a lot of tracks," plus a much prettier interface and an OS that won't crash. Oh and since OSX knows how to use the fans in the computer, I don't anticipate any more melting processors.
this feels like making the step from a 4 track cassette recorder to a 16 track 2" tape.
yikes. i feel somewhat inspired for the first time in awhile.
(sorry if any of that made no sense. sometimes i embrace jargon. i make no apologies.)
|Monday, November 14th, 2005|
at this point, i really shouldn't check the store email when I'm not working. it tends to just get me worked up, spend far too much time on monster.com, and drink wine. except for that last part, these are very unproductive things to do.
the wine's alright though.
except its a slightly crappy melot that lori bought when she was up last weekend.
but its better than water.
|Tuesday, November 8th, 2005|
|I am jack's burning anger
I am incredibly, totally, and completely fed up with my job right now. There is a double standard, where my immediate superior is holding me to things she doesn't hold herself to at all.
Tonight I listened to a store voicemail (only myself and my manager theoretically have access to it) where I was called out on not helping on the floor when I was engaged in administrative tasks and spending a long amount of time talking to friends while at work.
These are horrible things.
However, perhaps the fact that I didn't want to help because I came in at 8:30AM when I was scheduled for 1:00PM, and was working under a very hard deadline came into play. Perhaps the fact that I worked straight from 8:30AM to 11:30PM has something to do with not wanting to help. Oh, and perhaps the reason I came in early was because I spent all the allocated time for my tasks on the previous day fixing other people's fuckups on stuff that was taken away from me so I could become "focused" on my development. Perhaps I was talking to my friends because my shift had ended an hour earlier but I had stayed because everyone needed my help.
Perhaps I routinely work more than 40 hours a week even though I'm only punched in for 40. I am non-exempt salary, which means I accrue overtime hours. Of course, if I go into overtime all hell breaks loose. So I essentially break company policy to help others, and I am repaid by people talking behind my back and having negative feedback delivered to me over fucking voicemail when I saw my superior three hours before on our two hours of shift overlap.
After listening to the voicemail, I pretty much exploded, venting at a coworker who should not be hearing this but I think I trust. Unfortunately, now all I can think about is that the venting will somehow get out and become more ammunition to use against me.
I chose a really bad time to start living by myself. If I didn't have such high expenses and truely need the health insurance, I would have walked out tonight.
I need another job, I need to go back to school, I need to do something. Somehow, someone is telling me that what I'm doing right now just isn't going to work, even in the short term.
|Wednesday, October 26th, 2005|
So apparently the Living Room doesn't like to use heat. This is good because I didn't need to take my coat off and put it somewhere.
Also, there is a whole lot of low end hiding in our music that waited until tonight to jump out.
Despite the fact that a string jumped out of it's saddle, and that I was extremely wound up, and that I couldn't hear myself too well, there were no major disasters. By all accounts, everyone was into our stuff, and nobody was not paying attention.
Oh, and we had fun too.
All in all it was a good first show, and now I'm all jumpy and tired but not able to sit still.
|Monday, October 24th, 2005|
So I realize I haven't posted anything in ages. A quick update: I hate my job 85% of the time. I'm producing Seven Sunless Days's (www.sevensunlessdays.com) album. I am too lazy to write HTML tags for links right now. I also am too lazy to conform to proper English grammar (see colon). I live by myself, which is simply wonderful. I may be geting back into a relationship that I'm sure is not a good idea. And (lisp) is going very well.
So well, in fact, that we have a website! (in early stages)
And mp3's to download! (only they aren't the final mixes)
And a show on Wednesday! (in Providence, and we go on at 11pm)
But seriously, things are going very good, check out the website (http://www.d88b.net/lisp/
), listen to the songs, travel to Providence (the Living Room is lovely this time of year).
|Monday, May 23rd, 2005|
|and there was light...and it was good....sorta
i just spent an hour changing lightbulbs in my apartment. an hour. 26 lightbulbs. one lightbulb explosion. yikes. i would like to note that buying cheap lightbulbs (which my roomates like to do) is bad. they fall apart when you're trying to remove them if the socket is remotely warped (like in my apartment), which leaves the poor lightbulb changer to go at the socket with a pair of pliers in order to get the base out. not good times.
(lisp) is going really well at this point. there was some restructuring and the past two sessions after that have been very productive. i'm starting to get anxious waiting two weeks for each session.
and in bad news, HBO officially cancelled Carnivale. I now hate HBO. I will never subscribe to HBO again. on the other side, i now have no strong ties to ever watching television.
|Tuesday, April 26th, 2005|
|i am jack's all consuming frustration
what an uneventful/frustrating weekend.
i hate my job. no, really.
didn't get tickets for a show i wanted to go to because i was promised a pass that fell through at the last minute, at which time the show was sold out. and then i'm the jerk because i didn't get a ticket, even though she never told me it was a possibility that she wouldn't be able to get me in.
it seems more and more likely that i'm not going to be producing the vocals for an album that i committed to a few months ago. the band is being picked up by a large indie, but it loks like the guy signing them wants to do it. there goes my chance to work on a record with major distribution.
other projects had a (either major or minor, not quite sure yet) boiling over. i think that it will be good in the long term, but in the short term i didn't get to have fun on sunday.
b. bailed on me for our regular monday on the town. didn't bother to call me until early evening, although it was a pretty valid excuse.
i'm missing the free sneak preview of hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy because i have to work.
the only salvageable moment from this weekend was seeing kung-fu hustle for free. very enjoyable.
and now, another week of drudgery.
|Tuesday, April 19th, 2005|
finally finished the seven sunless days ep/demo. i think it sounds better than most of the stuff i've done in the past, mostly because i convinced them not to have me compress the hell out of it. over compressed songs will be the downfall of this decades music.