Saturday, November 12th, 2011
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7:12 am
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because it takes me forever to finish anything anymore.
here is the completed track from the previous post....back in august. about two weeks finished now.
Daft Punk - Solar Sail
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Monday, August 22nd, 2011
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11:05 pm - i f u c k i n g l o v e y o u
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i had forgotten the intense "new love affair" set of behaviors that come along with working on new music.
it keeps me up late into the night, too late; consumes my thoughts, time and energy. it's there when i fall asleep at night: all the things i would love to do to you. in the morning you are there: near first thought once the buffer is cleared out. in my car, on the drive, constantly reliving every second of what you are and yearning to get home to you soon to continue crafting you into the perfect series of moments.
duplicate tracks and reset eq's with complimentary settings; remap rythms and realign the layers; cut that out and resend to the 909 with another set run to the pad; resample it again and again; put your highs there and your lows here.
sun in the sky
you know how i feel.
i miss you and i cannot wait to be done with you. i cannot wait to be done with you. and relive every measure, every second of your perfection, louder and harder -- that is how i want it.
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Thursday, May 12th, 2011
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11:26 pm
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first evening with the machines in awhile.
28 samples in and first palette complete.
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Wednesday, April 6th, 2011
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8:37 am
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Friday, February 25th, 2011
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10:22 am
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words move past laudnum lips like snow drifts on a cool february morning.
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Tuesday, December 7th, 2010
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7:31 am
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Tuesday, November 2nd, 2010
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5:19 pm
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sometimes just shouting 'save me' into the void is all i need to feel that things will be okay in the end.
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Wednesday, August 11th, 2010
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8:09 pm - t h e r a r e l o n g i n g f o r s o m e t h i n g d e a d
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today it makes me sad that i cannot go into a record store and thumb listlessly through covers and discs waiting for something to catch my eye and start a conversation with the clerk behind the counter about the likes, this, that and the other that relate to what it is i just plucked from the thousand dusty volumes.
instead of getting slightly worn at the edges from sifting through album after album my fingers trot well enough along the alhpabet manuvering from square letter to square letter with an erratic tempo that lurches from one hand to the next and is mostly populated by vowels and gentle pats from the thumbs.
worse even is the ability to simply move from one image to the next with only the smallest touch of dexterity and gain all the simple observations and wisdom that others before you have given out on the subject and this is now the official substitute for the human interaction, the arc continues on with no apparent end in sight.
in death we are not divided.
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Tuesday, August 10th, 2010
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7:26 pm - a s e a o f e n d l e s s b l u e (w i t h g r e e n l a s e r s ! )
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man, back from the longest week on the ranch ever.
head is a bit shifty but i've got another day to get leveled before heading back to work.
talent was average as was music this year (and average at a shambs is never a bad thing.)
the shambhalites were fucking awesome this year. even though they popped the ten thousand barrier again the vibe was absolutely amazing. i met more people this year than ever before and truly had one of the best times ever.
pics to sift through and post.
another hot shower and a night in my own bed now.
only 359 sleep until the next shambhala!
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Saturday, July 10th, 2010
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3:55 pm
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been absent and confused by the deep blue sky that has been blinding for above recently.
hot weather makes me want to smoke.
been thinking about sound a ton lately. Here is an outtake from the sixth avalon. it is scorn's super mantis (elemental mix) up against another scorn (416) with hans zimmer (a little push) and the last track on the seventh moon soundtrack (dawn.)
Scorn - Super Mantis (Avalon 6 Edit)
i need to produce more.
24 days until the ranch.
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Monday, June 21st, 2010
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9:27 pm
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4:05 pm
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sometimes you just shouldn't fight it.
i am not saying surrender or anything like that.
it's just sometimes you need to plant your feet
and let the river flow around you,
let the tide pull the waters back out as you sink in a bit.
"i close my ears and my heart and i will be a stone.
please god make me a stone."
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Thursday, June 17th, 2010
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11:44 pm - Writer's Block: Rescue mission
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I'd get the extinguisher from downstairs if the one upstairs ran out. I'd knock out the arsonist with one of the extinguishers. I would kick him while he's down.
If need be I would crank up the hoses. Might also whip the arsonist with the hose. No really.
Save the house and bruise the arsonist.
Only Savonarola gets to set fires!
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Sunday, June 13th, 2010
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10:47 am
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Day six in the OC. Let's review:
In n' Out Burger - check
Day in Big Bear - check
Finish Children of Men - check
Visit to the Happiest Muthafukin place Evar - check
Another trip to In n' Out - pending
(My fav) Dinner at Felix Cafe in Orange - tomorrow
Sit in the sand and get a lil red - today and tomorrow.
California is a strange, strange place. It is hard to believe I came from here - but I am so glad I did. I enjoy it as much as I dislike it.
Home soon with pics and complete mission report.
-s
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Wednesday, June 2nd, 2010
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7:20 am
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when you have a daughter of your own the film Silent Hill has a somewhat different dialogue running in the back of your head while watching.
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Sunday, May 30th, 2010
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8:37 pm
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1:12 pm
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it is written and spoken of in many places that the connection a mother has with her child cannot be matched by the father. the heart growing within then set out, the blood filled sac of proteins forming up, the presence of the mothers voice in utero, the "maternal instinct" - these things the father cannot hope to fill in for or replace. this week i turned the machines back on and i remembered something that i had indeed forgotten: those collections of sound, cascading effects, rhythm on top of sub-divided rhythm, the sequence of notes, the arrangement of samples, the mood, the texture, the uneasiness - those are the closest things that a man can have to creating life.
my children have sat beneath cloth and dust in a silent room for far too long.
current mood: i want nightmares
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Thursday, May 27th, 2010
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6:09 am
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breakfast:
cup of honey bunches
banana
coffee
beethoven
is it just me or does that video footage of the earth bleeding oil beneath the sea look like a giant smoke monster being released?
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Sunday, May 23rd, 2010
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2:20 pm
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11:15 am - f u c k i n b r i l l i a n t
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A failed marriage is the most humiliating confirmation of the transitory seduction of the flesh. Lovers can explore every line, every curve and hollow, of the beloved's body, can together reach the height of inexpressable ecstacy; yet how little it matters when love or lust at last dies and we are left with disputed possessions, lawyers' bills, the sad detritus of the lumber-room, when the house chosen, furnished, possessed with enthusiasm and hope has become a prison, when faces are set in lines of peevish resentment and bodies no longer desired are observed in all their imperfections with dispassionate and disenchanted eye.
-children of men, p115
-p.d. james
i am enjoying the read more than i expected. both the book and the film are amazing but in so many different ways. if you enjoyed the film i highly recommend the book, very different but just as enjoyable. the social, political and economic issues one faces when they are certain they are the last generation, just gooooood stuff in there.
current mood: yeah.
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