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11.27.05/21:39 we love you, bubble monkey!!
[Tessie's Theme (acoustic rendition)] .mp3 file (tab)
I'm so excited for Mother 3 to come out. I was talking to Mosha about it the other day, and he sent me the link to this article. Freaking fantastic. If all goes to plan, I will be going to Japan right after its release and hopefully it will be in hiragana and I will be able to understand it. If not, I will just have to get better at kanji.
In other news, I finished tracking all the songs for short-hand clockspins and most of the booklet is done. There are even a few prototype copies floating around, and if you're lucky you'll get one. I think the official launch of it will be Rabbit Rabbit Day, or the day after. As for this semester, we're in the home stretch. All that's left is to survive for a few more weeks. I hope my lungs can take it. 11.22.05/18:11 soaking in your shoes/starlight echoes
So I met Mr. Don Strange for lunch and he gave me priceless insight into what I need to do with my rewrite of Twisting the Knife. Also, he's pretty much the maxfantastic at writing, so if you ever come across one of his short stories, I'm pretty certain you will enjoy it. If you'd like to know more about who he is and what he does, here's a link I found.
[starlight echoes] .mp3 file (lyrics) (info)
I didn't go to class today, but there was no escaping Oakland because of the aforementioned lunch. I ran into April, randomly. Twice. And she was looking prooty cute. And I saw this other girl who is infinitely hot just as I was about to depart the Oak-land, and we agreed to meet me for drinks back in the Township of the Moon, close to where we live.
[soaking in your shoes] .mp3 file (lyrics) (info)
I fought the traffic to get to the bar and saw no sign of her, so I had a drink. I gave this trucker guy a cigarette. I went outside one beer later to find her waiting in her car, not knowing I'd gone in. So when we went back inside, the trucker guy bought us drinks! Bonus. Like I said, today has been a day of fantastic adventures. 11.17.05/20:36 5 min. of charcoal laced w/symbolism
11.15.05/22:56 punching waves makes me smile
I have to start out this post by telling you how hot and amazing Annie is. I know I say that every time I mention her, but I'm reiterating it now. If you don't believe me, refer to the picture on your left. If I'm lucky, she will come visit me sometime next week.
[annie's page] shameless plug
So I let my friend read this story I submitted to my class today. She read it in like 10 minutes while we were on the bus and she told me she's never talking to me again or going anywhere near me and that she has big, scary dogs. I will take that as a positive review.
[punching waves] short story
That's the edited version. I had to water it down quite a bit just to get it to the point where I felt maybe I could turn it in. I still don't know how it's going to go over. We can only hope my teacher and fellow students have a sense of humor as sophisticated and depraved as mine.
[make me smile] .mp3 file (lyrics) (info)
I don't even like that song. I think it's kind of weak compared with the other songs I'm going to put on short-hand clockspins. Let me know what you think. If enough people tell me not to include it, I definitely won't. I mean, there aren't even any Vikings in it, and what's a song without Vikings? Noise. Worthless and terrible industrial noise. 11.13.05/21:54 paddle on
[paddle on] 1.5 MB (lyrics) (info)
Aside from the excitement of these Vikings, I don't have much else to tell you. I spent a ridiculous allocation of minutes trying to do a half-semester of French homework due tomorrow. Pretty much that sucked rancid donkey genitals. And I finished my third story for Fiction class that may or may not get me in some trouble. I can't help but hope that something spectacular will happen to me this week. Spectacular, I say. 11.10.05/21:53 wraaaaaath.
Um, my car is broken. Not so broken that I can't drive it, but the man tells me it will be like $850 to make it purr sweetly again. It's not even worth that much. $850 would buy me half of a slightly less crummy car, if I even had it. So no way that's going to happen.
I'd sell it to you for $500 dollars, if you'd like.
Keeping with the trend, I did write a new song for today, but it's not done yet. Still needs a little work in the area of chorus and half of the lyrics. Strangely, I've already finished the song for next week, and it's tracked and ready and the pages are done. You might ask if they're interchangeable, and they're not. 11.8.05/00:06 smash hit! and transmission #47
[pete spinning vinyl] 10MB .mov
And the song that's being mixed with sounds from Battlestar Galactica is from this freaking fantastic collection of songs from EarthBound re-done with mixers and live instruments. My personal favorite is The Drugstore Sells Sparks, but they're all pretty great. Go here to check it out, I'm sure the boys at OneUpStudios would appreciate your love.
[smash hit] .mp3 file (lyrics) (info)
That's my newest atrocity, a song so good it's already gone gold in Argentina and it hasn't even been pressed yet. The name is how you know that it's a smash hit, and once you listen to it you'll know why. Probably it's the best song ever written in the past and future history of the world. You're lucky you're alive for its creation. 11.5.05/14:43 dragonfly psychotnik The other day I was sitting in front of my house in my pajamas, drunk and playing guitar and handing out candy to kids I don't know. Later I found out it was Halloween. Looking back, those girls in Oakland had some awfully revealing costumes. Halloween, I think, is definitely the sluttiest holiday. Hands down more slutty than Valentine's Day or Martin Luther King Day.
And I've written a new song. I'm about halfway through my last album. Yes, the last album in this quartet of cartoon-cd cover-acoustic albums I've been devoting such a ridiculous amount of time to. Probably I won't give up music or anything, but maybe I will start spending more time trying to make music with other people who play other instruments.
[dragonfly psychotnik] .mp3 file (lyrics) (info)
If you're looking for something good to read, I recommend you Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell. Very innovative and very much like itself and not much else. I finished it this morning, and wouldn't mind lending it to you if you ask nicely. I'm supposed to go guitar shopping with Nick today and plan to strum a few jams at his and Devon and Pete's party tonight. See you there, no? 11.1.05/22:36 the end of the world café
The album should be done sometime this month if we're lucky.
And good things have been happening. I remembered to say 'rabbit rabbit' and I finished this new song. At first, I didn't like it, but it's grown on me. A cancerous little jingle that will overrun your brain if you let it. I think it's rather charming. The song, not cancer. Although everyone is partial to things that grow within themselves, so maybe my own personal cancer will be charming. Definitely kick your cancer's cellular ass.
[end of the world cafe] 2 MB .mp3 file (lyrics) (info)
That's just an appetizer until the rest of the tracks are tracked and mixed and dekita'd. Not much else to say about today except that my story was everything I'd hoped it would be: liked by my classmates, picked apart to pieces by my teacher, and something short I can revise for my final project. The next story will be something a little different, something to make the girls stop coming to class.
And, October's been archiv'd. For those of you who know me in the real life, this month promises to bring monumental changes to the point where you won't even recognize me. I can't be too specific just yet, but soon enough you shall see what I mean when I say what I say and I mean what I mean.
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The most important
thing I have to tell you is that I finished tabbing most of
Today
has been a day of fantastic adventures. I feel so good about it that
I will give you two new songs I had no intention of giving you. The
first one is a really low-key finger-strummin' tune about suns and moons
and stars and the second one, well the second one is just crazy with a
macron'd A. Check out my sweet new happi that Papa Floogle
brought back from his trip to Okinawa oh-so-many years ago.
I
spent all day today writing and tracking a bluegrass song about Vikings.
Not the team, but actual Vikings. If you're expecting a funny and
violent song, you will be disappointed. If you're a fan of Vikings
or bluegrass, though, you might be thrilled and love me.
There were some things I
wanted to tell you about, but I forgot them in a dream and as a result I
no longer remember them in this dream. As you can see, nobody
is safe from my wrath, especially people with large families. Also,
we protested afterward.
Wow, my friends, we have so
much to discuss. By we I mean me, until you say something back.
So I have so much to discuss. There was Nick and Pete and Devon's
party where I got to play guitar for a few people but didn't get to stay,
and Pete did some awesome DJing that would blow your mind if you could see
it...wait, you can! I made a pirate video of the goings on that you
can experience for yourself. Click on the picture or the link to
experience some awesomeness.
It's been a
monumental effort to conceive and sketch and scan and color, but the cover
for shorthand clockspins is done, sort of. There are still a
few things I want to do with it, like maybe give myself some eyebrows or a
reflection inside the TV. Though it should be noted that I am pretty
lazy and content for the time being.