Humidity, temperature, and air pressure all conspired to keep this guy out of tune last night.
It used to go out of tune constantly because the machine heads were crap, but a few years ago Larry replaced them for me. Since then it’s been a dream to tune… Until last night.
Five songs… that’s 10%! I’m 1/10th of the way though 50/90!
This was a last minute kind of thing on Sunday. I had to go out and run an errand, and I had spent quite a bit of time on two ideas that weren’t really doing much for me (but after listening to one of them today it’s better than I thought at the time). I tried to sneak in one more idea before I went out. That idea became this song.
I tagged this on the fiftyninety page as hyperactive. I think this is as close as I will ever come to sounding like The Police. I know the three members of The Police were just insulted mightily, but I mean no offense to them.
I actually kinda like this one.
Not sure I like this one. At least I liked it more before I mixed it. I don’t know…
Three solos, the first is the Les Paul, the last is the Strat, the middle starts out on the Strat then switches to the Les Paul. Today was ES 335 day, but the Les Paul was there so I used it instead. So much for alternating days, eh?
I’d tell you what the lyrics were about if I knew, but I don’t so I won’t.
I was reminded earlier today that it’s been a while since I randomly gave my wife flowers. That put me on a mission…
…mission accomplished.
I didn’t write or record anything new, but I did sneak in a mix.
I don’t want to have everything sound like a power trio, even if I want everything to be arranged for a power trio. Does that make sense? Probably not.
All of the guitar parts here are the ES 335.
I’m back at work after a three day weekend. It was only three days. Just one measly day longer than usual.
Why then could I not get my act together this morning? Why did everything take so long? Why did I leave home without my wallet?
Either I am seriously dumb or there is something wrong with me. My 10th anniversary at this company is next week. I’ve never once in all that time forgotten my wallet. Today is the first time I’ve done that. I pulled some quarters out of the toll-booth-coin-cup in the car. Looks like it’s a snickers bar for lunch for me. Yippee.
Has this been the most productive three day weekend of my musical life? It very well could be. Two songs finished. Two songs ready to mix. Five other songs in progress. Today’s songs are definitely weaker than yesterdays, but they don’t ask how good, they ask how many. Am I right?
It’s now 41/87.
Let’s go, pal. Those 50 songs ain’t gonna write themselves.
We passed this guy on the road home last night. I hope he had his license. They will let anyone drive these days.
