Yes it's late at night for me. I got back from the studio after another 13 hour day, I am wondering how it is possible to be so thorough writing music, I mean how could we be recording 115 tracks which will evantually be reduced to a single stereo track? It's kinda an amazing process to be involved in, but it also gives an indication as to how much work goes into a song,
e.g. a single song is about approx 4 minutes long which is made up of approx 100 separate track which means each song contains just over 6 and a half hours worth of audio. Bear in mind, not all that audio was first take, well for most of the other guys in the band it was but for me I know for sure there were a few additional takes to get it right. so times that 6 hours by about 3. Now multiply that by how long it took to not only invent that particular track but also the elimination process of over turning every rock to make sure the part you have decided upon is the very best part for the song. Now multiply that answer by the number of songs recorded for the record...... now multiply that by 2 since this is our second stab at recording this record and you have........A F*CKING LONG TIME! (actually just did the maths....It comes out at 75 solid days back to back including the nights)
so, yeah 13 hours later, I feel like Homer Simpson doing his numerous jobs, I am reluctant to getting into bed because this morning I rolled out of bed and went straight to the studio, so here I am....writing a blog and a few beers into my evening. haha. Funny huh?
I have been looking at a few other blogs recently, and have noticed that most blogs consist of a photo or a video with a couple of lines of text commenting on or judging the image. I think maybe I've got my blog all arse over tit and misunderstood what the purpose of it all is. mine are very clearly, a bunch of nonsense fence sitting commentary on my life and the things that surround it, and very rarely do I pass judgement on anything of worth. A pretty accurate representation of my personality I guess. I did enjoy a few bits and bobs recently though. this and
which is cool. and are showing here obviously under my real name Richard Oliver. And yes, I know they are not sold and thats because I don't want to sell them yet because i like them.
I...forgot what I was gonna say, oh that's right, there's a new magazine I saw recently for guys that is the antithesis of usual guys magazines, which doesn't try and tell you what you should be or what you should buy in order to be what you should be and it also doesn't simple focus on lads stuff like tits and cars, in fact it's very refreshing to see a mag that doesn't really attempt to past judgement on everything and everyone. So I added it to my following thing, and it's called manzine.
Here's something rather disconcerting right now... the tv is on a channel in the background playing dead bodies and death. National geographic program entitled Science of Death featuring 'The latest in caskets and cremation: the science behind new techniques of body preservation and body cremation'
YIKES! I hadn't realised until I heard some woman calmly talking about maggots and eyes...uuurrrgh. spooky, change channel.
that's better, NASA channel.....a still picture of a shuttle in the dark on a launch pad, when I say still i mean it's live footage I think, but the shuttle is still, and I was watching it earlier too.......
< (this is a nice picture..not the picture on my TV right now...trust me, the picture on my TV right now is waaaaay crapper than this). I mean, WTF is this channel about anyway (apart from the obvious) I've tried to get my head around it, it's like train spotting for space nerds right???? there's always nothing going on in some weird fricking pixelated picture, Like anyone gives a shite! I certainly don't. I'm hypnotized though waiting for something to happen, like something at all, maybe hoping secretly deep down that an alien or something shitty happened where the shuttle falls over or at least a fricking duck flies into the camera or anything! god dammit! nothing. just a big cock shaped rocket sitting around rusting. Here's the thing though....why didn't they show in quick time the massive rocket being erected (excuse the provocative use of words) I mean it's a big ol' phallic petrol can they stick the shuttle to so how the f*ck did they get that up in the first place. *idea* sped up video of rocket being hoisted up-sell footage to Viagra for advertisement campaign...genius! well I need a pee and my bed beckons me. I tried running a half marathon last night and got my mileage a bit wrong, ended up running only 12 miles instead of the 13.5. Pretty gutted because I thought my time was good, after a bit of math it looks like I would have been 4 minutes over my goal if I had done the extra mile. boooo. I also pushed myself a bit hard and I think it was the first time in my life i have recorded a heart rate of 191. yes i nearly spewed and yes i wont be doing it again in a hurry. I'm 5 foot 8 and a quarter, I am 154.4 pounds on a good day, I am going a little grey in the front, I have never had a filling in any of my adult teeth and I occasionally laugh so hard i pee my pants... so what? here's to you surprises, i hope you never fail to startle me until my dying day (which will hopefully be our last act!) Goodnight
P.s. F*cking NASA hahaha, I wonder if they escape the economic collapse? all that fuel in that big orange penis!! we could all be driving around in Hummers man! just like Laird Hamilton..you know...that big wave surfer dude....the buff guy...surfer...who's all in touch with nature...and a representative of the spiritual side of the sea...and nature....and the environment..you know...Laird. Lairdy boy! The dude that let me share his wave and my first wave up at point Dume...nature loving guy who gave me a nod of both pity and respect as I flailed around on a 10 foot red soft top 3 years ago...you know Laird Hamilton....
And his big ass tricked out Hummer!! (so mike tells me)
Very....very Disappointed Laird, Very very.