I need a move

I/m laughing about it right now, but damn Gina, the distractions this afternoon when I returned home,,,,   Between kittehs and dawgum DEMANDING walkies, Da and neighbor showing wanting to know ‘stuff’, then Mamakat demanding DedKow and not digging on the dedkow I picked up (she ate it when she realized that there was NO OTHER forthcoming. She can be a damned bossy bitch about it too. I have the scars to prove it, and a bullet hole in my shed when I was pissed enough to shoot, but gave her a warning shot. What can I say, we have a love/hate thing going) I accomplished purt’much NOTHIN’ this evening.  I did get a little research time in for BC, and I hope that what I was researching is what he is using, or my time is for naught.   Still, its letting me scratch an itch I don’t normally get to ease.  I really truly miss mixing sound.   I was listening to a piece today that had me figuring out mike placements, gain structures and bussing for monitors, just as a mental exercise while I was welding up all those garbage bins as make work.  I think that’s one of the reason I like(d) Horn bands so much, so many inputs and the challenge of getting all the sounds ‘clear’ without walking over each other.   

Reminded me of mixing a Celtic band from NY on the banks of the Ohio River.   They had a mandolin player that was running guitar effects and a Fiddle player: they had one song where the two were running a duet of instruments and the two are so similar in sound freqs that they easily blend up.   Trying to keep the two separate and complimentary was way fun.  I have a recording of that session and the interplay between them still gives me chills.  

How I miss being able to hear without aids.  ( i use my old in-ear monitors to listen to most music these days since most of my hearing loss is in bone formations between the world and my eardrums.   I have very tight ear canals that reduce most noise to a whisper.  It is sometimes called “surfers ear” but mine is from something genetic.). And yes, I have hearing aids, but hate to use them daily because most times, its just me.   

BUT, I started this as “I need to move” post.   I thought being up on this hill was good enough isolation to get things accomplished.  Maybe I need to put up a “Studio in use” sign that I can throw a switch and light up when I am trying to do things. That won’t stop the four feets from insisting on ’tentions, but it could stop the intrusions of peeps.   And mostly it’s writing these days and between the J.O,B, and pets, that is taking a hit.  I need to get back into getting up in the wee darks so that I can tap away undisturbed.   It was working and for some reason, I stopped waking up at odd hours, wide awake and ready to rumble.   The last couple weeks has been dead sleep, like preparing for hibernation.  (dood, its going into winters, DUH!!!!). and even my normal wake up call has a “oh gawd, notagain’  feelz to it.    At least I am not hitting the snooze button, I do get up, just dread doing so.  and that J.O.B. thing, dammit!!!!   How is a guy supposed to get his work done when he has to work for others,,,,    LOL.  The paradox of the wannabe writer. (and I admit, wannabe is me at this stage, lots to learn, more to do, and some of it is the stuff I hate, like marketing,, BLECH!!!)

Did nothing on Serena/Selkie today, other than purchase some brushes and mix cups for when I start glassing again.  Still haven’t figured how to do that as a vacuum bag thing.  (I can figure the process out, but not on that mold, would have to come up with something different, and I am invested in that one right now.). Current plan of attack is to ‘break’ the mold and do two pieces of one layer each, then ‘off mold’, splice them together with the second (possibly three) layer.   BUT that will wait until weekend possibly next week as I have to work on Buffalo this weekend as well.  (side note, its supposed to be warmer next week so I may wait even if I have a chance this weekend. )

Busy busy busy,,,   

As for the rest of the Asylum, after watching BC’s Vid this morning and seeing a certain DOOD getting promoted to four star Admiral or sum-such,,,,    There is only one solution to this mess and no matter how that solution gets applied, a lot of good people are going to die.   And with the COOF, a lot of dead weight is going to die as well (yes, I said DEAD WEIGHT, and meant it).   I guess ‘All I Can See Is Death’ is my state of mind lately, but all the various things I see keep pointing that way.  (I just typed war there.  Freudian slip?).   Sarah has a much better outlook than this obscure blogger, I highly suggest if you need a pick-me-up, to go read that.  I needed it for certain.  (along with a double shot of my Tennessee clear this eve, which is now reaching the cranium.)

Its time to log-off for the night and try to get some productive writing done on a book that is months overdue (my schedule and my loss of discipline, reasons; excuses all) Talk atcha’ll more tomorrow.