Another good day. I finished the vocals for the month. Three songs were vocal-free when I started the morning and by the time I got to work zero songs were vocal-free.
Now that that singing crap is all done I can get back to playing guitar. All that is left are lead guitars and mix downs.
Another day, another batch of recorded vocals in the car in the (mostly) empty movie theater parking lot. No movies were watched during this early morning session, but vocals were added to three songs.
I am done with vocals for this month, thank goodness. I hate the sound of my own voice and I don’t like singing and I don’t like writing lyrics and my melodies are dumb. I just don’t like not having a vocal part of the crappy songs that I write so if I am gonna write songs, they are gonna have vocals. My kingdom for a little self confidence… and talent.
I have seven songs for this months National Solo Album Month project. All seven have vocals. Now I can get back to recording guitars (it’s time for lead guitars and solos and solos and solos) and then just mix ’em all down and I’ll be done. Eight days left.
Finally a productive day.
When I woke up on day 21 (yesterday) I had five songs ready for vocals. By the time I punched into work, four of them were done. At that point I still had two songs that needed lyrics and melodies. By the time I went to sleep they were both done. Now I’m left with three songs ready for vocals and four ready for lead guitars. Lets see what today (day 22) brings us.
I finally did something for this months music project. Four of the seven songs have vocal tracks complete. I had five ready to record but only had time to get to four of them. Still, that’s better than the little to nothing I’ve been accomplishing of late.
If I can write the melodies and lyrics to two more songs tonight then I can wrap up the vocals tomorrow and get on with lead guitars over the weekend. Fingers crossed.
This is the view from the car music location today. A few rows over from my usual spot, which was blocked off for some reason. Oh well. It got the job done.
Nothing… again… sorry. I’m slightly optimistic things will improve on day 21. We’ll see.
I worked on one song. It got a melody and lyrics. I need to pick up the pace here.
Nothing. Three days in a row of nothing. Am I losing interest? Maybe. Maybe not. We will see.
Nothing. I took the weekend off to do other stuff. Now I have to cram to catch up. I’m hoping to start tracking vocals on day 19. Fingers crossed.
I worked on one song. It got a melody and lyrics. I need to pick up the pace here.
It’s a little after 3:00pm. I have done some of that nose-to-the-grindstone stuff and finished off the project I had that is due today. Well… I still need to turn it in, but otherwise the work is done for today.
I still feel like the universe is fixin’ to pull the rug out from under me, but as the clock keeps ticking along the chance of some other shoe dropping is getting slim. I wonder if I could go back and write that sentence again and mix in even more mixed metaphors. Hmmm… probably not.
I got tied up in something while I was finishing the previous paragraph. Now we’re more like two hours away from the weekend. Kids, travel, hockey, fun. That’s on the agenda for this weekend. I just asked the band if there was a chance of getting together next weekend. I hope so, but I am sort of losing what little hope is left. I guess I am clinging to what I still have to cling to. Does that make sense?
Okay, I have sort of lost the thread of where I was going with this post so I am going to wrap it up. Do yourself a favor and listen to as much Throwing Muses as you can today. I’ve had a playlist running since around 11:00am (about 4.5 hours). I’ve made it through about five albums worth of music and it’s helping me out. Just think, a band that is renown for mental illness and creepy, depressing music is actually making me feel better today. Weird how that works. Music is pretty freakin’ magical sometimes.
Two hours and two minutes until quittin’ time and the start of the weekend. Hang in there, folks.
