Category: Music

Finally Played

It’s been like three weeks since the last time I played my guitar. Finally, I got back to it tonight. Therapy… it is definitely therapy.

I used my new Speaker Soak/Attenuator thing with my huge amp for the first time. You need to turn it WAY down in order to tame the volume enough to really crank the amp without instantly going deaf. It sounded good. A little squishy and compressed, but I only turned the volume up to about eight on the 30 watt channel. I liked it. I recorded rhythm guitars for two songs, just to have something to mess with. The first song was just guitar and nearly cranked amp. The second used the Ryra the Klone as a boost to get a little more overdrive. I liked both sounds. Also of note, the 30 watt channel is usually super trebly, but with the attenuator down low and the volume up high it sounded much better. Granted, the treble knob was on about two and the bass and mids knobs were dimed. Still. Pretty cool.

Dig those glowing vacuum tubes. World War II tech at it’s finest.

Music Still Kind of Alive

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday. All days that I promised myself I would play guitar and then did not play guitar. Ugh. Tonight.

I haven’t touched this month’s music in over two weeks. Have I given up? No. Not entirely. I added a song last night. I have six now. Two with rhythm guitars, four with just MIDI. Hopefully I’ll do some recording tonight and maybe write some lyrics and do some car music over the weekend? Maybe? I wonder if I could still get through 10 songs with less than a week to go.

I wonder.

Tomorrow

Earlier today Jen actually told me that I needed to play guitar tonight. I told her I was planning on it. The new attenuators thing was delivered today so I had extra incentive.

Guess what I didn’t do.

You guessed it. I didn’t play guitar.

Tomorrow. I promise. It’s a moral imperative.

Mood Music

The song is called Sleepless. If you don’t get it, read my previous post and then see how cleverly everything on this page is connected to everything else… no it’s not. I am completely full of it. Sorry. Still a killer song and proof, not that we need it, that Tony Levin is basically a god among men.

It’s Finally Coming

I ordered it on March 6th. That’s 14 days ago. Two weeks.

I got a shipping notification from the seller on March 9th. When I ran the tracking number though it said the number had been created but not picked up. Using my vast shipping/receiving knowledge from 20+ years ago, that generally means the shipping label has been printed but the package has not been dropped off with or picked up by the post office.

I sent the seller a message yesterday. I tried not to sound pissy. There’s a pandemic and the previous administration did everything it could to destroy the USPS. I get that it might be rough getting things to where they are going. I hope the seller didn’t read it as if I was pissed off because I wasn’t.

Today I tracked the package and it now says it shipped on the 19th. The same day I sent my non-pissy but possibly still pissy email. I tried to run the tracking number again a few minutes ago and the whole system is down. Go back and re-read the previous paragraph. Specifically the third sentence.

When I tracked earlier it gave the estimated delivery date as Monday the 22nd.

After work on Monday I am going to play the guitar through the 30 watt channel on my amp and hopefully, fingers crossed, not tear down the house and shatter windows all throughout the neighborhood. The attenuator is coming and we are going to see if we can tame that amp a smidge. Again, fingers crossed.

Rock and Roll (or something similar).

11 Days

It has been 11 days since I played the guitar. That’s a week and a half or so.

The desperation is intensifying. I need to get some playing in this weekend. I don’t know if I’ll be able to, but I feel like I have to find a way.

My mental state demands it. My playing chops demand it too, but it’s more impressive to mention how it’s important to me not going crazy and stuff.

I need to play the guitar! I also need a shave, badly, but that’s not what this post is talking about. I need to play the guitar!