20 songs down. 40% of the project is complete.
I told you I was going to mix a song tonight.
Here it is:
I still have five minutes of “exercise” to do, and then maybe I’ll try to sleep. It’s 11:06 and all is quiet on the parental front. Fingers crossed.
I’ve been listening to a lot of Elmore James lately. Tonight I switched it up and went with B.B. King but the playlist I found was skewed heavy on the cheesy pseudo-soul shit and I had to switch to something else.
I went with some Muddy Waters. For some reason I always neglect Muddy Waters.
After tonight, I need to promise myself I’ll listen to more Muddy. Tonight was like rediscovering something magical. I don’t think his chops are in the same league as B.B. or Elmore, but the attitude… the passion… the fire… the sheer nerve…
Holy shit his music is good.
It’s in 5/4 time so it’s prog, right? That’s all you need? An odd time signature? That’s the rules?
Today’s 50/90 progress was impressive (to no one on Earth but me). Four vocals, one rhythm guitar, five lead guitars, and one mix…
Today was the listening party for the RPM Challenge’s Record Every Month thing. I forgot to submit a song back in June, and I forgot again for July. Sorry. This song here was written and recorded entirely in August so that means I am still up to date on R.E.M. even though I haven’t submitted a couple of times. I have written and recorded at least one song each month since the challenge started in March.
As for 50/90, 17 songs down and 33 to go.
I spent a solid 90 minutes tracking guitars today and I feel a tiny bit better about the state of the world right now. Granted a tiny bit better than OH MY GOD WE’RE TOTALLY DOOMED AND NOTHING WILL EVER BE RIGHT AGAIN is… well… relative, dig?
I put rhythm guitars onto one song as a bit of a warm up and then went nuts doing leads. Five songs. The four that got vocals this morning and one more that was left over from last time I did leads.
My finger tips are killing me right now. I really need the band to get back together so I can get my fingers into regular shape again.
I managed a little car music this morning. I put a load of laundry into the washing machine, jumped in the car, recorded vocals for four songs, and got back into the house one minute before the wash cycle ended. I kinda felt like a genius.
Obligatory drive home ugly clock picture:
The pipeline now contains five songs ready for lead guitar, five songs ready for rhythm guitar, and three that are just little noodles and still need everything. That’s all on top of the 16 songs that are already finished.
Here’s another new song. This one is better than most if not all of the others. At least I think so right now. I’ll likely change my mind later.
Both of my parents are asleep. They both fell asleep with a TV on. Dad is in the living room. I need to sleep in the living room. I can’t find the remote. I think he might be laying on it. I can’t sleep with headphones on. Insert the sigh of frustration here. At least he got up and walked around on his own, including a trip to the bathroom. No assistance from me was needed at all. That is huge. Super huge. What a relief.
Granted, he fell asleep with the news on, and this network ran the same 30 minute news program at 9:00, 9:30, and 10:00. I think I am going to hear the same things maybe five times before the talk shows come on. Gross.
15 songs down, 35 to go. I have a sneaking suspicion that I have written this one twice. There’s another 50/90 song that I am really afraid to play back to back with this one. Oh well.
I put rhythm guitar on two songs and leads on two more. Not bad considering I didn’t even have a musical thought until 9:00pm. The leads came easy tonight, which is nice. The rhythm tracks came harder than they should have given how easy the parts were, but it is okay. My shiny new Les Paul could probably benefit from new strings though. Weekend plans.
It’s Monday, and Monday sucks.
I mowed the entire lawn yesterday, front and back. My body will likely never forgive me. I just vacuumed up the lake in the cellar. It wasn’t as bad as it was last week, and there was a whole extra day worth of build up so I think there is improvement. I had to empty the wet vac and carrying that out of the bulkhead is painful. Carrying the dehumidifier tank is painful too, but not nearly as much.
Suffice to say, I’m a hurtin’ red head today.
It’s a nana sitting night tonight, and tomorrow’s nana sitting work day will also be a papa sitting day too as we’re expecting him to come home. The last time he came home we were all so happy, right up until the moment when we realized how much nursing care he still needed and from there it was awful. Not to imply that we weren’t happy he was home, just to say that none of us are trained health care workers and it was incredibly difficult. I am seriously hoping it’s better this time. Fingers crossed.
I wanted to do car music this morning but had too many other things to do. I have one song ready to mix and I’ll probably do it at my mother’s house tonight. It’s a 12-bar blues and it’s not good. Not good at all. It’s a song though and it counts.
Okay, going to work now. Mondays suck.
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