What Does That Mean?

Hey, what does that little trophy next to my user name on FAWM.org mean?

Hmmm… What could it mean? Wink wink.

Major Deer Sighting

I just heard a sound that I thought was a coyote howling. Really. It sounded just like what you hear in the movies. While thinking, “whah?” I looked out the window. I wasn’t the only one to take notice. One heartbeat after looking up, the herd came through the back woods. Deer. Running. Fast. Lots of them. They were running in a straight line, but I was too slow on the draw to start counting in time. The biggest group I’ve seen was eight, I think. This was much bigger than that. At least 10, maybe as many as 12. I heard a dog bark a little and decided that the howl was just that dog. It sounded similar enough. I want to thank that dog though. I hadn’t seen any deer in quite a while. It was good to see the whole extended family again.

Suffering

Oh, how I suffer for my art.

Home Stretch

Six songs mixed and uploaded. When I woke up today I had 10 songs that were only lacking lead guitar. I just blitzed my way through four of them and now I have a happy little blister forming on my ring finger. I’m going to take a guitar break and do some mixing, and then if I need to I am going to lance that blister with a steak knife, seal it up with Elmer’s glue and get back to work.

I love February!

iPhone Astrophotography

Moon over Main Street.

Six!

I liked this one from the very start. It was the second song I started working on this February, and it has stuck with me more than any of the others. It’s kinda… swampy… nice little mid tempo groove. The bass isn’t cutting through the mix enough, and there are a few moments when the vocal intonation is a little… fruity, but otherwise it’s not too bad to me. The lyrics are a kiss off to a flat Earther, and the guitars are all Gibson ES 335 pro.

Five!

Simple song. Nothing special. I had an idea at one point earlier in the month of making a double album with 10 songs focusing on electric rhythm guitars, and 10 focusing on acoustic guitar. This was written late in the month, song #17. The lyrics were improvised, obviously. It sort of fits into both loose themes for this year. The Earth isn’t flat, and Trump is a clown. The title might still be changed to “It Ain’t Just a River in Egypt.” This is one of the songs with a vocal recorded during this week’s killer of a cold. It shows.