Saturday, March 15, 2008

Friday: Don't remember much about friday... I listened to Meccalily for ride music, worked pretty well, although I'm just used to it my own lead guitar parts behind it for some of them... Do remember that Ayla in physics was crying as Olivia was confronting her about something. I later learned it was because that she was spending time with her boyfriend instead of her. I heard the phrase "We use to be inseparable!" and I had to roll my eyes...

Up real late, practice bass for three hours (no kidding) and watch Jaco Pastorius videos on youtube for some inspiration. Feel like I'm really improving on bass. Bed at 3 AM.

Today: Up around 11. Shower, clean up my area. Fix rosegarden problem I had, and I finished my composition today! Hot shit. Out with dog, listen to Eno compilation I grabbed from downstairs. Get home and finally talk to Nick about band practice. We agree for 7 and I warm up/get my stuff ready. I decided to bring my new amp rig for shits and giggles, and see how it sounds. Sounds great, ballsy, and LOUD. A little more than I need actually, which is good, as I hope to use this rig for all kinds of situations. Jam a little bit to warm up. Start to work on a song which we had scraps from last year. Goes alright. Decided to work on wrangling the 18 minute beast that is "Cockwaffle" down to 5 minutes. Was not happy at first. Kinda wanted to play through old material, like 2 or 3 songs just to get our bearings. We ran through Little Bird kinda half assed at the beginning, but I wanted more. Nick brought up that we didn't have any shows coming up, so why run through the material? I see his point I wanted just to make sure that there was enough lubrication in the gears in order to get the machine running. Felt my playing was pretty good for the first half. I kept reverting back to "boxy" patterns for Cockwaffle, but it's basically a stoner rock jam in E, so I felt that playing jazz licks that I've learned the past couple of months really couldn't apply. Alright practice though. Want to bring up the two songs we worked on before the break and see where they go. We tend to work on songs and record them, but they end up in the black hole that is Dan's laptop and our minds. I'm sure there are 5 or 6 sketches of songs that we have 50% done and just moved onto another thing that interested us... Hopefully I can get a new practice in tomorrow if meeting with Mike doesn't take up a assload of time...

Afterwards, meet up with Dave and go to get a bite to eat at Gregg's, where we proceed to act like children. Some context to a conversation I can't remember leads to Dan saying "Speaking of cumshots" right as the waitress walks out to take our order. We all have to retain our composure while ordering. As soon as she walks away we all just lose it completely. So many offensive things were said that I can't remember them all.

Talk with Pete and decided to hang out at his house afterwards. See a paper lying on the counter, with all my friends who are starring in "The Foreigner" this weekend. Feel bad as I said I would go, but as I made plans last night I thought it started at 7:30, looked at the clock and realized it started at 7 actually, so it was too late. Tonight I was busy, and I was banking on a matinée. I just hope they don't hate me. Talk about the theater program and how I'm a theater-nerd-by-proxy as I've done pit. It's a good time, and honestly I wish they did a musical this year. It would have been fun, it always is if you get a good director.

He played me a bit of his concerto for sax and piano. I almost made my ears fall off. Having to subject myself towards Dan's cymbals and Pete's high "C" on alto sax almost made my eardrums burst.

Decide to watch "Pet Sematary" with Pete. Wasn't familiar with the story beforehand, was a good flick overall. Nothing real deep. MST3k it the entire time, so it was a good time. Drive home, internet before bed, blogging, A Post Modern John.

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