Science? No frickin' way!

So yeah. I can't resist being stupid to do this.

Sheesh... Do what they tell you and don't ask why.

In the name of SCIENTIFIC exploration, How quickly does news travel in the Blah-go-shpere?

It's sad to see it go... but what fun it'll be!!!

Devotchka is going to be in town tomorrow. I'm interested to see the changes to their frontman's appearance. From what I've heard, he's let himself go.

Got the guitar tracks done last night. Stayed up till 2 am recording. That stupid solo actually kinda came together at then end. Sounds good to my ears, especially the rhythmic change in the rhythm guitar and the interplay of the solo with that in the second half of what I played. (Doesn't mean it's any good.) With any luck we should have this all wrapped up on Saturday(fixing bass tracks and recording Vocals.) Then it's just a matter of getting the songs mixed and my faithful readers will get to experience the expanded world of Where the i Divides. (it's getting down to the wire for us if we are going to try to secure an opening gig before the end of the year.)

and Diligenz can stop sending me work. Seriously! I never know what they want me to find for them and I never have enough time to do their big projects.

Big Red Pool

I got home last night and spent some time recording guitar tracks for Do the Math. This project is totally sucking in a good way. I think I'm almost done with that song and there's one track on Universal Quantifier that I need to re-record and then there's only One Day left to start on and finish by Friday night. I think I can get it done but I'm going to have to skip the gym tonight, or maybe I won't. When I get in a funk about going to the gym, I read about some different exercises to try and vary my routines and then get all excited about making some progress. Uh... what was I talking about?

Oh yeah. So I made myself go to the gym at about 8:30 and went out to my truck and started to back out of the drive way and had to go back inside to grab my phone and I noticed a big slick on the driveway. A big, fresh slick of red, oily fluid just sitting there right below where my truck's transfer case sits. The new transfer case I had put in last week. The one that cost me a lot of money to replace. Leaking red, oily transmission fluid.

Not happy.

So. I took it in this morning and apparently it's all ready for me to pick up. I've yet to find out if they're going to try to charge me for the work they did.

Another EPA library closed. I just love the last line of this article. And I heard something yesterday about how it's easier to control the masses if they ain't educated. So lets make sure no child gets left behind, no school is left standing, and no library remains open.

Wowee Zowee

Went out and bought something today. Actually two somethings today.

Wowee Zowee!!!

Sounds not so much like Slanted & Enchanted. Still think that Kannburg should have kicked Malkus in the balls a few times.

Saturday Night Wrists is good as well. Hole in the Earth! Oh my god!!! How many more times will I listen to it? Not enough.

Went out and sang Karaoke tonight. Part of my whole expectations for the evening was to go to Sparta/Tomah and get drunk and then have Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow (er... today) while watching the Broncos whoop up on the Chiefs (or vice versa.) (Stupid NFL Network. Make it for the rich. The poor have their drugs to entertain themselves.) So I ended up singing songs to drunk hicks in "fair Verona" because I couldn't sit still at home.

and the conclusion I came to is that there are certain songs that should not be allowed to be performed at Karaoke--NO EXCEPTIONS!

1. Come to My Window
2. I Touch Myself
3. Love Shack
4. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
5. Copacabana
6. Anything by Jewel (even replacing the all of the pronouns in the song with the word "Jewel" has lost it's charm)

Ugh.

I need to go to bed.

Mas Booty. Man-ya-na.

Newz alert

Walking around yesterday, USA Today caught my eye. Sitting on the front page was this article.

Its just a fact of life.

Best answer... I would say, go to a trade school. Spend two years getting an Associates degree and get out into the workforce sooner. The fact that so many kids are going to college in the first place devalues the four year degree. What good is a liberal arts degree when %65 percent of people your age have one?

Personally: I was born right in the middle of the genX genY cusp. I've got my foot in both camps. I hate living at home. I can't afford to live anywhere else unless I find a job that'll pay more than $28,000 a year thanks to my debt. Most of that debt is my own damn fault though. I kept convincing myself that I'd pay off my cards once I graduated. I never looked at the situation I'd be in once I graduated and I wasn't getting the leftovers from my loans to pay rent. Having "My Car" as your address on a resume doesn't make a good first impression, but I'm learning now. It's painful and I wish that I could make a little more money a year to whack away at my situation rather than just whittle. I never was much for whittlin'. It was always too boring.

Thank God I have my band.

We recorded drums on Saturday for several songs. I have the rough mix for "Do the Math." Since I worked late last night, I didn't have the time to download it and start working on the guitar tracks. Hopefully, now that my truck is back from a week at the shop, I'll be able to get some more things done, and get back to the gym. I feel like I'm getting fat again.

so, excuse me please, I've got to go make a bulimia joke now.

Man am I boring. This blog has gotten seriously boring.

I was doing some research tonight and it seems that I've got some of these side effect things listed for the minocycline that I'm on. Not too pleasant to say the least but only one more day left of this crap and then I hope to god I won't feel like I do tonight.

Got some recording to do to get geared up for Saturday's "Jam 'Fest" and it just doesn't feel like fun tonight. Take after take after take of screwing up a part that's not hard to play at all.

Good Gravy

Where am I now that I wasn't five years ago? Found a copy of that Incubus album with all of their radio hits on in from the early '00's, like Stellar, and The Warmth, and that other one, Drive... Yeah.

Felt like it was 2000 November, driving to work at the Bread Barn.

Don't have any fucking time. "Hey Zach, can you work on Sunday?" Sure. Fuck the fackt that it's my day off. Fuck the shit that I'm not also working two other jobs.

Pisssssseedddd offfff as hell tonight. Can't even get drunk cuz of the antibiotics.

Not even gunna say sorry for not posting as of late. (just did though)

It's been a long long while since I've been this worked up. I did finish the solo for One Day. It ends with me banging my fist on the strings.


Sounds like music to me.

(this is the kind of mood that spawned the song, I Hate My Friends)

Slowed down to the speed of progress

It's been a crappy time in Zach-ville. My ear finally turned into an ear infection and it's been oozing gunk out the outside which I think means my ear drum ruptured on Monday night while I was lifting at the gym. I took Tuesday off from work and went to the doctor. My favorite part of the day was when four different people asked me if I had health insurance. Okay, well, actually my favorite part of my day on Tuesday was either sleeping in till eleven or the election results.

I will say that the "roommates" distaste for Democrats has made being at home a little unbearable. Oh well, at least I don't want to belong to any party that doesn't know how to party!

Um...

Yeah. I don't want to talk about it that much, really. I've been listening to Al Franken and Ed Schultz for the last week at work and I've been politicked out.

The band is rolling along like square toast. I finally got a callback from the recording school about getting us signed up for "free" studio time. The hours for recording there are difficult for everyone in the band except for me. Danny's buddy finally came through and we might actually be recording with him this weekend. That means that I've got to get my guitar tracks cued up and dialed in this week (which I haven't done since I've been sick and trying to get over six hours of sleep a night... ugh. Enough whining, just getting it done!!! I made myself record the tracks for One Day tonight before I went to the gym. There's a few parts that need to be punched in over and there's the whole issue of recording the solo that I've not worked out yet. I haven't heard what it's supposed to sound like yet. I really want to hear it but I don't know yet. Still searching. (I'll explain what that means if you really want to know (but you have to ask))) (alright already with the parenthesises)

So now.

Have had a few moments lately where I've been kinda scaring myself. Not fun right now.

Oh boy, Spaghetti! Now that's Italian!!!

Yuck!

okay, okay, okay.

This is so just like listening to Cosmo Radio in the morning (Sirius 111) but I can't help myself.


This guy just looks creepy.

What I can't figure out is why so many people belong to his church? Super creepy and not trustworthy at all.

All in all it'll just get more people riled up right before the election. That article says that he came to the station three months ago and they wait till now to 'break' the story?

E-mail to Joe (Scavenger hunt version)

Joe.

That's pretty dang sweet. What do you think he's going to do to help us out? Huh? Overstep our dependence on Danny's "buddy" for recording some tunes? (Hopefully.) Thank you for taking the time to do that Joe. My forte does not include 'Making New Friends' (in a business sense,) and it's nice that there's someone else in the band who will do more work than just show up at practice and write their part of the music. We would stagnate if I was in charge of everything.

Did you get my message about the demo? I talked to Dave and he said that if we are looking to play shows at local music venues as openers than we don't really need to have a super professional demo. With that said and a few days time since then, I still think you're right. Best foot forward. When we contace someone, we should look/sound like we know what we are doing even if we don't.

I finished that book of interviews from Punk Planet. It had some very thought provoking interviews. Some made me want to not work with "the big guns" at all and others made me think that it's not bad to work for a record company. What I do think is that there is change blowing in the wind and the record companies are behind the ball right now. Lots of small timers can do it themselves and network their way to notoriety but I don't know... I don't know.

The Barn is capable of being warmer this winter. I feel like shit from breathing in all of that dust last night (even with a dust mask on.) There are a few tweakings that need to be done to make the place work more effectively, but it was midnight when I left and I was feeling tired and sick and wanted to go to bed. I'll get the rest of it done sometime later this week (probably Friday.) Speaking of later this week. Rachel said that we don't need to worry about moving hay on Saturday. Her brother is doing something that she has to go and watch or something and the following week, her other brother is in town so she won't need our help at all.

I did find the book in my truck. Thanks dude. I'll read it when I want to get depressed and miserable about how my band is a failure in comparision. I haven't taken the time to crack the spine because I want to read it at home in the evenings and haven't had time to do that yet.

Love the hair.

Zach