le weekend dernier
You know how you can sometimes just FEEl your life starting to accelerate? Well, this weekend was like that, with the finishing of the recording, and the beginning of the massive workload that I'm desperately trying to keep up with. I can feel things moving in some direction, although I'm not sure what direction that is.
It's like, here I am. Running. Running somewhere, just because I can. And everything's kind of whirling around and I don't have a chance to find my bearings. It's fun for a while and then it's just chaotic.
So on Friday, Mike and I spent the day wandering around and having a little photoshoot, partially for his class and partially for Porcelain Jigsaw. Back at his place, we freaked out Owen the parrot by accidentally letting a canvas crash against the cage, and Owen shat itself. Mike and I fell apart laughing (we're incredibly mature).
Then we did a crazy remix of Silent Film, which is now "Silent Film (neon pink air force 1's and a ghetto blaster is all you need in life)" I don't know what that means, ask Mike.
Saturday, recording. I don't want to reveal much of what actually happened during the session, just to preserve your objectivity...you know, so that you can listen to the music for what it is. Or whatever.
And regardless of what happened, I got all the pieces recorded and now I'm done. It was a bit anticlimactic, but I think that's only because I realize this is just the beginning. Part A is finito. Now there's Part B, C, D.....infinity?
I feel like I always have more to say...but then I forget. I'm so easily distracted these days. Anyway, I was just writing this while I was finishing a sandwich. Now I have to go to Bobst with my Everest of work, and I'm coming back......never.
It was nice knowing you all.
It's like, here I am. Running. Running somewhere, just because I can. And everything's kind of whirling around and I don't have a chance to find my bearings. It's fun for a while and then it's just chaotic.
So on Friday, Mike and I spent the day wandering around and having a little photoshoot, partially for his class and partially for Porcelain Jigsaw. Back at his place, we freaked out Owen the parrot by accidentally letting a canvas crash against the cage, and Owen shat itself. Mike and I fell apart laughing (we're incredibly mature).
Then we did a crazy remix of Silent Film, which is now "Silent Film (neon pink air force 1's and a ghetto blaster is all you need in life)" I don't know what that means, ask Mike.
Saturday, recording. I don't want to reveal much of what actually happened during the session, just to preserve your objectivity...you know, so that you can listen to the music for what it is. Or whatever.
And regardless of what happened, I got all the pieces recorded and now I'm done. It was a bit anticlimactic, but I think that's only because I realize this is just the beginning. Part A is finito. Now there's Part B, C, D.....infinity?
I feel like I always have more to say...but then I forget. I'm so easily distracted these days. Anyway, I was just writing this while I was finishing a sandwich. Now I have to go to Bobst with my Everest of work, and I'm coming back......never.
It was nice knowing you all.
posted by Deb Oh at 3:51 PM
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