I did some RPM Challenge work this morning after finishing my exercise and my breakfast and my daily writing prompt. What did I do? Vocals. I drove off to an empty parking lot in town and recorded the vocal tracks for four songs while sitting out in the cold. I really wish I wasn’t so shy about recording myself singing. It would be so much easier to just do this at home. The negative then would be all the noise I make and how annoying it would be to my wife, rather than me just being a wimp who is too shy to sing when other people can hear me. I’m fine singing with the band, but in those cases there is enough noise that I can trick myself into thinking I am hiding behind it. Also, I am playing guitar at the same time and for some illogical reason that makes a difference. Why? Who knows.
The only interesting thing about today’s car music is that I only had three songs prepared with a melody and lyrics. After I cranked out the vocal tracks for those three songs I wrote the lyrics and melody to the fourth song while I was recording. I wouldn’t say I improvised the vocal parts, but they are lame enough that you might think they were improvised. Who cares. I sure don’t. This means I have 11 songs with vocals, and the RPM Challenge definition of an album is 10 songs or 35 minutes… which means that even if I don’t record another vocal track for the rest of the month, I can still finish a full album. Nice.
Here are some pics from my “studio” for today.
Can you guess where the snowplows dump the snow when they clear the mall parking lot? I can.
Also, here’s the obligatory down town clock, because reasons…
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Also, because I can’t resist, I happened to catch the cats sitting together on the old cat tree just before I left the house, so you get that picture too.
Wanna know what I have failed to do for the last two days?
Hint:
Ugh. I am feeling very musically uninspired right now. That’s not good when I am trying to write and record an album entirely within the month of February. Crud.
On a happier note, yesterday was the first time that Robin the Cat jumped up on my desk and hung out with me while I worked. Today was the first time Lily the Cat did the same.
Today is super bowl Sunday and I really, honestly, truly, could not possibly care less. I don’t give the faintest shit about football, the NFL, or any of it. Really, the only thing for me to look forward to is the aftermath of all of the maga asshole heads exploding the first time they put Taylor Swift on screen during the television broadcast. That is the only aspect of the game that is of any interest to me.
On the upside, it did give me the annual opportunity to crack my dumbest, most over used joke. I was talking to my father on the phone this morning and it went a little like this:
Dad: So, are there any sports on TV today? (He was kidding, of course) Me: Well the Bruins played last night so no, no there isn’t.
Har har har, I’ve got a million of them. I’ll be here all week, be sure to tip your waitress.
In unrelated news, I got some good cat pics today.
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Robin is in the basket thing. She got in all by herself. No one did anything to prompt her to sit there.
Flickr… sure it’s mostly a dead site, but I have thousands of crappy photos there and I use it to host almost all of the photos I post here so I am fully on board.
Today is Flickr’s 20th birthday. I am celebrating by posting pictures of cats. Enjoy.