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Shoooot. Just when I thought I was out...

So...I'm a recently (as in 5 or more years now) movie guy. I make movies.
It's my 'thing' if you will (and even if you won't).

But I still like to make music. I think I put my own little slant on the songs I make. Some work better than others. Some blow. But regardless, as a good friend of mine once said, "it's cheaper than therapy."

And there you have it.

I had a birthday last week. Nothing too exciting. Turned 36. Woohoo. And I treated myself to a few things.

One of said things was a new phone. It's a $50 phone that I got for $30 on Black Friday (got N one, too). I wasn't sure how much longer I wanted my ex paying for my phone. So. Yeah. Didn't need it...wanted it. That's what you're supposed to get on your B-Day. Things you want.

And I also got a new mixer. If you're keeping score, this makes the 4th actual piece of mixing hardware I own (5 if you count the 4-track). And I'm ok with that. This one is a 16 channel beast of a machine from Behringer. And it's got USB AND 100 digital effects. And thanks to some minimum wage rocker at Guitar Center, I got it for $149 instead of $259.

So to celebrate getting it hooked up tonight (and actually starting to understand Sub 1-2 and Main Mixes), I recorded THIS little diddy. Those familiar with my extensive (cough) catalog will no doubt recognize it's similarities to the "A Groove" from forever ago. And you'd be right. But don't let that stop you. It's less than two minutes (from what I understand, this is about average time for wanking).

The thing that impressed the hell out of me with this is that there was NO noise coming across the line. When it was silent on the board there was NOTHING showing in Adobe Audition. Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a winner. From now on, whenever I feel the need to pinch one out (a song that is), I can rest assured that any glitches and shortcomings of the song will be solely my own.

As it should be.

OH...I also got this kick ass t-shirt from my sis, Kim and her beau. Stink-O-Man rules!

And my wife (who knows me WAY too well) got me a Star Wars Laserdisc. Yes. PRIOR to Han shooting in self defense. Now I'm on a quest for a laser disc player (because I think I've got some Madonna Laserdisc from Ian that needs attention, too).

All in all a rather pleasant way to spend my weekend (and my Tuesday night as well).

Laters.

Comments

Darrin said…
Nice phone.

That mixer sure is pretty. :)

Nice wankery (that is, yer song) to boot!

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