I mixed two more NaSoAlMo songs tonight but hearthis.at is down so I won’t share them.
Six songs finished, three more in the pipeline. I still need to come up with one more.
There’s nothing special in this batch. Nothing terrible, but all kinda blah. My playing isn’t very good right now. I’m trying my best but it’s all kinda sloppy and weak.
I mixed a couple of November tunes tonight. The first one is kinda okay. The second one is kinda not so okay. Enjoy!
Here’s another one. I like everything about this except for the leads. They are awkward and sloppy and cheesy and I’m mad at myself for not being better than this.
Hey look, something different! A new song! Yet another new song! Yet another in an endless parade of second rate demos of third rate songs coming out of quarantineland 2020!
It’s November 1st and you know what that means, music fans:
National Solo Album Month has begun again.
Last night at midnight I was laying in bed, unable to sleep, when I noticed the clock was about to strike midnight. I grabbed my iPad, brought up GarageBand, and when 12:00am came I started noodling through an idea. That’s one song in progress!
I don’t have a plan this time. I was vaguely thinking of using the 12-string more often. That was actually the plan I started with last year too. I’m also thinking of trying to make all of the songs be on the longish side, although I have no set definition of “long” in mind. Six minutes? 10 minutes?
We will see what happens.
Every January I get psyched up for the RPM Challenge in February, and for the last two years I’ve actually finished. Every October I get psyched up for National Solo Album Month in November and I lose interest after a day or two.
Why? It’s essentially the same project. Why can’t I keep my focus through both? I don’t know.
This piece of crap is the only thing I’ve ever started during a NaSoAlMo that has ever been finished. Of course it wasn’t finished on time.
I have this vague idea of doing something with all of the rhythm guitar parts being played on my 12-string, but the action is so high on that guitar that playing is painful. I don’t think I would get very far.
I want to do it. Maybe I will. I don’t know. Maybe. We’ll see.
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