...and now I can dance the last few hundred metres too!
I finally got a new iPod, and this time it's a classic, so it'll last, plus it has basically everything I own on it - Groovy.
Anyway, to matters at hand - I finish semester in near enough 2 weeks, and the pressure is seriously on. I have to make a book, the frame of which will hopefully be entirely twisted, as a reflection of the notions of tormenting, manipulation and nagging referred to in my chosen novel, "An Essay on the Art of Tormenting" by Jane Collier.
I have to a whole butt-load of preparation for it tomorrow - In fact, I basically need to absolutely decide on what it's going to look like and how it will be built, because it needs to look really good, and if I haven't started to build by Monday, it'll be rushed. Research, as always, is boring as stripping wallpaper and ultimately not as helpful. If I don't do enough, though, then my final solution has to be utterly perfect, because its a 50/50 marking scheme. I'm sure it'll pan out OK.
Well, not sure, but you get the idea.
I'm ready for term to be over.
'tonm. xx
Book of the Moment: "Moab is My Washpot" by Stephen Fry
Song of the Moment: "Creepy Crawl" by Be Your Own Pet
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Thursday, 1 May 2008
Sunday, 2 March 2008
Creative Block...
...and this time it's heavy.
I get this pretty much annually, around this quiet time of the year. It takes a massive toll on everything I try to do, for pleasure or out of necessity. I can spend days doing absolutely nothing and still feel nothing click. I can sit with all my tools round me and get no flicker of an idea. I even try going minimalist, locking myself in a room with nothing but a biro and a notebook. Still no lyrics, no images, no development of work, no plans, no communication - The wall.
Basically I'm in this place and I can't do anything to shift the car onward. My acoustic guitar strings are broke, I'm not enjoying my current Uni project, I have commissions I keep forgetting about and, at the end of all things, I just don't care about anything but the creative and communicative, both of which are on hold.
I'm jamming with a mate on Tuesday - Maybe that'll spark me back up. Until then, it's blues all the way.
'tonm. xx
(Can't be bothered with this stuff today.)
I get this pretty much annually, around this quiet time of the year. It takes a massive toll on everything I try to do, for pleasure or out of necessity. I can spend days doing absolutely nothing and still feel nothing click. I can sit with all my tools round me and get no flicker of an idea. I even try going minimalist, locking myself in a room with nothing but a biro and a notebook. Still no lyrics, no images, no development of work, no plans, no communication - The wall.
Basically I'm in this place and I can't do anything to shift the car onward. My acoustic guitar strings are broke, I'm not enjoying my current Uni project, I have commissions I keep forgetting about and, at the end of all things, I just don't care about anything but the creative and communicative, both of which are on hold.
I'm jamming with a mate on Tuesday - Maybe that'll spark me back up. Until then, it's blues all the way.
'tonm. xx
(Can't be bothered with this stuff today.)
Thursday, 6 December 2007
Recording something well requires patience.
Unfortunately, this is something I tend to lack in and, as such, respond to problems quite spectacularly.
I mean, it's not like I can rapidly sort out the issues I'm having. In fact, it's nothing like that at all. I think maybe I have an underlying hatred for technology, that when something that's been invented to add ease to a process goes wrong, I can't help but feel massively short changed. I just want to be able to sit down, turn everything on, click that beautiful red button and record my little songs so that I can show 'em around.
Trust me, by tomorrow this will be a non-issue. I will have found an easy way around the problem at hand and will be thoroughly enjoying the entire recording process. Probably.
I just get concerned that it's stifling me, you know? I'm not saying I'm some fragile ball of creativity that needs careful nurturing or anything. I think it's just really easy for your attitude to take a hit when you're not actually concentrating on the song itself because the technology is messing you around. I can't sort it out, so I run out of recording time because it's too late or I'm going somewhere. Then I listen to music and all of the people who didn't have problems with their recording equipment and, consequentially, are now in the public eye with their music, expressing themselves and being paid for it.
I'd like to think it doesn't come down to that - I'm not just obsessed with playing to people or making a name for myself. If truth be told, the one I'm trying to record at the moment is a present for someone. No, I just want to be able to stop all this talk about producing music and actually get it done.
When I do, I'll tell you all about it, mark my words. I'll be so bloody relieved to have achieved something that I won't pause for a second.
For now though, let's call it "production time".
'tonm. xx
Book of the Moment: The instruction manual for a Behringer Xenyx 502.
Song of the Moment: "The Curious Tale of Jack Lemon" by The Abner
I mean, it's not like I can rapidly sort out the issues I'm having. In fact, it's nothing like that at all. I think maybe I have an underlying hatred for technology, that when something that's been invented to add ease to a process goes wrong, I can't help but feel massively short changed. I just want to be able to sit down, turn everything on, click that beautiful red button and record my little songs so that I can show 'em around.
Trust me, by tomorrow this will be a non-issue. I will have found an easy way around the problem at hand and will be thoroughly enjoying the entire recording process. Probably.
I just get concerned that it's stifling me, you know? I'm not saying I'm some fragile ball of creativity that needs careful nurturing or anything. I think it's just really easy for your attitude to take a hit when you're not actually concentrating on the song itself because the technology is messing you around. I can't sort it out, so I run out of recording time because it's too late or I'm going somewhere. Then I listen to music and all of the people who didn't have problems with their recording equipment and, consequentially, are now in the public eye with their music, expressing themselves and being paid for it.
I'd like to think it doesn't come down to that - I'm not just obsessed with playing to people or making a name for myself. If truth be told, the one I'm trying to record at the moment is a present for someone. No, I just want to be able to stop all this talk about producing music and actually get it done.
When I do, I'll tell you all about it, mark my words. I'll be so bloody relieved to have achieved something that I won't pause for a second.
For now though, let's call it "production time".
'tonm. xx
Book of the Moment: The instruction manual for a Behringer Xenyx 502.
Song of the Moment: "The Curious Tale of Jack Lemon" by The Abner
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