| Too Lazy for Real Post, Pt. 4019875 |
[Feb. 8th, 2005|01:24 pm] |
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| Workin' in coal mine |
[Jan. 19th, 2005|12:24 pm] |
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| | Dying video card fan noise | ] |
Damn. So it's been a busy couple of days. Yesterday was get up - school - work - and then a live sound gig at Suite G that I picked up at random. This guy came in the store, desperate for a soundman for this gig he had put together, and someone at the shop told him I was one. He made it sound like some little acoustic gig that started early. So I figured, sure, why not... make a little extra money, have a couple of beers, and go home, right?
It was significantly more involved than I thought. Three acts. One solo guitar/voice performer (she was good, real bluesy), one country/bluegrass act with two singer/guitarists (one played fiddle as well), and a sort of Allman Brothers-y country rock band. Shouldn't have been a big deal, but it was a logistical clusterfuck. The guy who put the show together was in the last band, and for some reason he had his drummer come at the END of the night and set up before their set, rather than showing up early so the kit could get set up before the other acts started. Bad planning. So I had to tear down and set up almost everything between sets.
There was also no house soundguy in sight. So here I am, stuck at an unfamiliar club, on a COMPLETELY foreign console (A Midas Venice. Nice board, but kinda laid out weird), with these hella cryptic symbols that the house engineer had taped on to denote monitor sends, etc.
Anyway, it was a fucking mess. The first performer was getting all kinds of delay in her monitor (but I COULD NOT for the life of me figure out how to get effects returns to come back on the mains). The bluegrass act had unamplified guitars, so I threw couple of 57s in front of em... no gain at all, just the most miniscule fucking signal... they had these little condensers so we put those up insteads. I couldn't find the phantom power on the board, so I had to run back and reroute EVERYTHING to the snake. So we get the condensers up and BANG, it's fucking feedback mania all night. I tried EVERYTHING to take the howl out, to no avail. They were kinda pissed off, I could tell.
So finally homeboy's band shows up and we tear everything back down to make room for the drummer. So finally, after fucking up all night long I get a halfway decent sound (STILL no effects in the mains). So that was good, but these cats decide to play for like 2 hours. So the show actually STARTED at 7, and here it is getting to be like 12:30 when I finally get out of there.
As if that wasn't enough, for some insane reason this gig was double booked with a "speed dating" night at the bar. So there's all these yuppies just yacking away while I'm trying to hear what's coming off stage. I try and turn the music up to be audible over all the talking, and the fucking club owner tells me that it's too loud and the bartenders can't hear the drink orders. IT WAS NOT EEEEEVEN LOUD. All that fancy PA, and they want some light background music? Why hire a band at all? I don't get it.
It was an awful lot of stress for 50 bucks and 4 free beers. I don't think I will be hired again. I am such a fucking amateur.
I was gonna talk (bitch) about today, but now I'm out of space. Tomorrow I guess.
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| not dead yet |
[Aug. 2nd, 2004|12:27 pm] |
From now on, I will pronounce the "B" in the word "dumb."
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[Jun. 18th, 2004|02:38 pm] |
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| | Aphex Twin - Cornish Acid | ] |
Last day at AMZN.
I'll probably post again when I can scare up some private connectivity.
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| These guys have nothing on Jack T. Chick |
[Jun. 17th, 2004|03:45 pm] |
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Still... this is some pretty wrecked-up shit.
Fundamentalist comics are the best. The "rock music" portion is of course, a personal favorite.
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| I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom |
[Jun. 14th, 2004|11:50 am] |
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| |  calm | ] |
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| | The Police - Demolition Man | ] |
This is my last week at (undisclosed giant internet bookstore), and as I do not have internet access from my home, you probably won't be hearing from me for a while.
It's just as well, really. I mean, some of you (that I don't know in person) seem like really cool people that I enjoy conversing with. But, for the most part, LiveJournal (and the Internet in general) is a fucking giant waste of time.
'Course, seeing as how wasting time is something I enjoy a great deal, I'll probably turn up sooner or later. "See" you around, kids.
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| I call these cats reynolds 'cause they plastic rap |
[Jun. 10th, 2004|04:14 pm] |
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| |  eh. | ] |
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| | de:rez - The Verdict (soon-to-be-redone mix) | ] |
I was bored enough to do this crazy "meme" and I got a toothpaste for dinner comic. I'm just linking it because I'm too dumb to know how to post an actual picture.
Yeah, I'm a lame-o. But if you're actually reading my stupid posts you're probably one too.
I haven't been posting much, because I'm too lazy to bother. It's not like I'm doing anything when I'm at work though. Next week is my last week here at (undisclosed giant internet bookstore that starts with an "A"), and then I spiral freely into the world of joblessness once again. I start school full-time the Monday after next, so that'll be cool. I still have to pin down some kind of work, but I think I'll test the workload at school out first.
In other news, I get to see SKINNY FUCKING PUPPY on Saturday. I don't care what anybody says, I think the new album is awesome. Haters, don't even come near me.
I've also been cutting vocal tracks over at ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) andr00's place over the last coupla weeks. We have the NTK set up in his closet, which makes a surprisingly decent iso-booth. It's fun. I come over there, stand in a closet, turn off the lights, strap on some headphones, and sing into a can. I find it's easier to let go and really PERFORM when it's completely dark. No visual distractions, just you and the music and occasionally the disembodied voice of your best friend coming through the headphones with pointers. Good times.
I'm glad he rigged up that closet dealie. I know I would get self-conscious if he was sitting there staring at me while I cut my tracks. Guaranteed I make funny faces when I sing. I KNOW I do when I play bass or guitar. I cain't hep it.
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| yuck |
[May. 28th, 2004|04:06 pm] |
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| | Skinny Puppy - Goneja | ] |
I dunno what it is about this office coffee, maybe it's the fact that no one ever cleans out the thermos thingies... but every time I have a cup, the lingering breath and aftertaste is like some type of half-human/half-goatbeast took a shit DIRECTLY into my mouth.
That is a bad thing, as I am not normally into caprine coprophagia.
Sure, coffee breath is always bad, and this is bad coffee, but there's somethiing else at work here. Some clandestine lair of nefarious bacteria is conspiring to make my mouth into their personal fucking latrine. Not cool.
What's worse is, I'm stuck with no mints, no gum, nothing. Just this horrible assy taste in my mouth, and no matter how much water I drink it WON'T GO AWAY.
Good thing I'm not trying to meet chicks or something.
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| A & K's musical comedy hour |
[May. 28th, 2004|09:26 am] |
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| | human meat box | ] |
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| | Skinny Puppy - I'mmortal | ] |
So remember a couple of days ago, I was talking about those samples andr00 recorded of my beatboxing?
He wrote a little song with them in his journal, and now last night we wrote another little goofy song.
Keep in mind this only took an hour. The samples are my voice and, and I did the drum progging, Andrew did the synths. I am slow and ineffecient in my drum programming, I should be able to do way more than 24 bars in an hour! Eesh.
http://www.toxin.org/derez/wtf/krisbeatkris.mp3
Can we be "ignorant dance music?"
"What's ignorant?"
"I dunno! But WEEEEEE'S IT!"
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| This actually looks kinda like me. |
[May. 26th, 2004|02:46 pm] |
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| | nuh-in. | ] |
I have now officially used a stupid icon-generator.
Damn you all for making me this bored.
At least the bass is the right colors. How did I get to be left-handed, though?
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| booh tss puh kek tika booh tss kek |
[May. 26th, 2004|10:18 am] |
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| | Faith No More - Ricochet | ] |
Last night andr00 and I hooked up my brand new R0DE NTK and started screwing around with it. It was too late and too hot to actually start recording vocals, so mostly we just dicked around with our different preamps, and I kind of half-jokingly started beatboxing to see how the mic was going to handle plosives and sibilance. He recorded it, and it was so funny we ended up dumping the loop into ReCycle and making a kit on the MPC2000 out of my beatboxing. I applied my now-favorite velocity->sample offset "IDM glitch trick" to the samples, and of course it sounded insane. Some of the kick drums and hihats I made with my mouth are surprisingly punchy and convincing when you divorce them from the context of the rest of my mouth-noises.
We were sitting there screwing around with these beatboxing samples for two hours, just giggling at this one farty sounding "kick" that I did, and I totally flashed back to these cassette recordings of our voices we made when we were 11 or 12. I remember that at the time, making funny fart noises on tape was like the ultimate zenith of comedy.
You know, I really haven't changed at all.
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| lurds to wive by |
[May. 19th, 2004|09:50 am] |
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"Love what you do. Get good at it. Competence is a rare commodity in this day and age."
-Jon Stewart, from his William and Mary commencement address
Wow. I'm going to brand that onto my frontal lobe.
Thanks to bdu for the link.
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| goin' off the rails |
[May. 13th, 2004|09:08 am] |
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Duuuude, I'm totally in jail with OZZY!
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| ch-check it out |
[May. 7th, 2004|03:19 pm] |
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| | disappointed | ] |
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| | de:rez - Purity Test (new mix) | ] |
Man, that new Beastie Boys song is terrible.
Seems like those guys just FORGOT how to rap! It's like every four lines each of them just makes a weird noise instead of finishing the actual rhyme. And when they do rhyme, it's the most recycled, hackneyed shit they've ever done.
And I thought "Hello Nasty" was a weak effort.
They aren't even on point with the beat that much. God damn guys... what happened? Check Your Head and Paul's Boutique are two of my favorite albums of all time... and they come at me with THIS?
If this is what buddhism does to your music, remind me to never meditate.
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| awwww yeah |
[May. 4th, 2004|11:01 am] |
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| | just what's stuck in my head | ] |
You can be a coffee achiever
You can sit around the house and watch "Leave it to Beaver"
The future's up to you
So whatcha gonna do?
You can DARE to be STUPID!
DARE to be STUPID!
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| ...that satisfieeeeeees... my artistic needs |
[May. 3rd, 2004|03:11 pm] |
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So I need a new job. I just can't handle it here anymore, I'm practically having panic attacks about how buried in work I am.
Anyone in Seattle know where I can find a good service-industry job? This office work stuff just ain't cutting it anymore.
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| unbearably alive |
[May. 1st, 2004|12:11 pm] |
Just ordered my Skippy Nuppy tickets.
I just hope I can dig up enough money to see Neubauten zis veekend.
Awwwww yeah. I haven't seen this many shows in close proximity in years. It's nice to be getting out of the house again.
Fucking shows still cost too much, though. Why can't every band be Fugazi?
I need to get famous or become a scenester or some shit so I can see all the good bands for free.
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| can i scream? |
[Apr. 29th, 2004|11:38 am] |
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| |  irritated | ] |
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| | Squarepusher - 50 Cycles | ] |
I was just reading Pitchfork, for some fucking reason, and it never ceases to amaze me how arrogant these indie-oriented hipster music critic types are. It's the same problem I have with The Stranger.
Their critics are trying SO HARD to be "clever" and "unique" and thinking that they are some kind of fucking celebrity in and of themselves, when in actuality, all we want to know is this: Is the album good or not, and why? Just a solid opinion, with some sort of ability to back your arguement up. That's it.
No one fucking cares about the circumstances in which you first heard the artist, or how the disc made it to your desk, or who's fucking crappy hipster band you are friends with that has nothing to do with the album being reviewed. You are not, nor will you ever be, Lester Bangs. And you know what? Fuck Lester Bangs, too.
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