today’s crim-related activites, and other stories.
at 10:30, Don Gunn, the audio engineer with whom i have worked
most closely over the last 15ish years, drops by to return a synth
& a cd, and to help me resolve a technical problem re: recording loops
and their discrete components. after a few stabs, he finds a good
solution which he describes over a delicious lunch of bún thịt nướng chả giò.
he also brought the hard drive with The Humans' record Strange Tales
(which only booted up after a number of nail-biting failed attempts).
there is a sound in one of the pieces i want to cannibalize/repurpose
for the current live version of Moonchild; it’s the perfect thing.
i tried to make a version at home using the same sound source,
but it’s all in the après-modifications. and i can’t remember what they were.
why not just use the sound itself? no reason, i say.
so, after lunch i tuned the sound (from F to A) and massaged it a bit to
make it blendable. it's a marvellous mixture of mystery and mishap.
i'm sure it was much prettier before i mangled it through an amp.
as i write this, it’s already been sent to chris gibson with a recommendation for use.
just in time for philly. the magic sound in “Heroes” is another case
of Contribution From A Distance.
Don also took home a drive with music we’ll be mixing (he’ll do the actual heavy lifting;
i just sit around and grunt every now and then).
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i was recently asked to make bone broth/stock for someone who needs it.
i’ve made various versions, settling on a base of turkey wings, necks, and chicken legs
(and assorted veggies & spices). i use a cleaver to break the bones,
giving better access to the marrow. what i learned a few days ago is
not to wear light colored clothes whilst cleaving bones. as a bonus reminder,
i later found a small splatter of blood on my glasses. it’s carnage around here.
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two days ago, at long last, i found the missing John Grant cd -
the one that disappeared months ago in my car.
i'd searched a number of times, including during a full interior cleaning.
but there in the Target parking lot, it finally rolled out from whatever seat it was hiding under.
i’m happy it decided to appear because i've missed it
and because i didn’t want to buy another one.
not that John doesn’t deserve the money.
the cd was recommended by the drummer Budgie, who plays on it.
Budgie is one of two or three drummers who has significantly
influenced my drumming life. for my money, he’s one of those great
musicians to have invented his own distinct vocabulary. others may have
an individual style within a genre, but he presented a new view
of drumming that i found/find immensely exciting.
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