doot doot dee, daat daa.

This blog is becoming less and less interesting and frequent... Tends to happen with blogs. At least with those not passionate about "blogging."

Regardless, it will maintain its existence as a conduit for whatever the hell I feel like.

Rediscovered Coldplay's A Rush of Blood to the Head. I always used to think I really disliked them... their singles were really not very exciting. They have some very interesting album tracks, though. Much better than "yellow" and its ilk. Think "politik" is my favorite of theirs at the moment.

The backyard show was officially the last one we're going to do. From now on we will be focusing on honing our act and performing at venues, if only for credibility reasons. We know we can get more gigs of that sort, we just haven't been putting in the effort to do it. Do have a gig coming up at SPACE gallery though, and potentially one at a festival down on the pier. Many new songs coming together quickly, quickly now. They are all getting to be much more sophisticated and better-written than some of our older stuff, which may mean that eventually after we put out this album we're working on "Frogs" gets retired, along with some others. We shall see.

Meuhhhh. Work tomorrow through tuesday.

the tribulations...

Have obtained Sonar.

Recording should commence, I would think, later this week.

I also would not think it would take more than a week or so to lay down all the tracks, as we are approaching it very simply.

Then I get to worry about coming up with dough for the album duplication.

Big-ass moth woke me up.

They come in through your bedroom window. Half-blind and confused, they seek the light.


Recording time fell through. Working on options. Determined to put out an album by the end of this summer.

politick politick

It turns out that $7.75 an hour, though not very much money, adds up to a decent sum when an inordinate amount of hours are supplied to the equation.

In other news the air is full of ozone. People are sick, people are dying.

BATTLE O DA BANDS

Tony Smokes & the Ladykillers placed 2nd in the battle of the bands tonight. Actually, all the bands there were surprisingly killin', but we were the clear crowd favorite, just behind a newly formed band from Portland which is one of the most stompass musical experiences I've ever had: Werewolves on Wheels. The vocalist, a big dude with a big beard, dumped water all over me and a few others. Good deal. Anyway, we are moving on to the finals I guess.

Sweet. We are moving up.

chum.

Realized something about myself today: I have no regrets. I really have made no decisions in my life that I could come to regret or be ashamed of, because in the situations I was in, I have always made sure I did what I thought was right. It's a heartening thought.

Battle of the Bands at the Big Easy tomorrow against a whole slew of metalheads. Whoo. That'll be a mess.