More technics.
Well, what the fuck. Actually, I like blogging. What the hell did I just write?
It's odd thinking in terms of "I've only got four weeks to do a bunch of shit and then I'm gone," but those are the terms I have. By the end of next month, I'll be back in Missouri and then the Cheeseberger will live again!
Since I'm off in my limbo world here, cut off from all that is good and creative, I've been spending my time learning new programs (Live and Audition) and figuring out all the cute features of my new keyboard. And practicing keyboarding in general.
I have three days off a week, and I fill them with lots of other projects. I have two short movies to work on, one longer one, a couple DVD projects, and yet another writing project (which probably ain't gonna go nowhere). Because of the time limit, I can't even watch a movie without thinking I'm a lazy bastard who should be doing something constructive.
Overall, I remain happy.
Here are three ideas for full length concept albums:
1. A guy falls in love with a girl, ends up hating her, kills her, and then moves to another state to open a singles bar.
2. A musical guide to building your own computer.
3. A screed pointing out the stupid shit that people do throughout their lives. Not the horrible, hateful, mean stuff that people do to one another, but the minor, idiotic stuff that everyone does to make the world a shittier, more irritiating place.
Also, an album that demonstrates the politics of Cheeseberger as a whole. This will make people angry, especially since, collectively, we don't fit in any set category of political/social thought. And I believe that two of us are racists, which will add drama and insight for group discussions on message boards. I'm fairly sure Tim hates queers.
(Actually, he doesn't, but I wrote that to all the people named Tim who are homohaters, as sort of a shout out, but also just to make them feel paranoid that I'm onto them.)
I guess I am only a fourth of Cheeseberger, considering the master mouth of Don. I'm glad to be a fourth instead of a third. Being a third is kinda creepy, like you're there but they don't want you. As a fourth you are needed, if only to get drinks.
If this post gets eaten by the internet gods, I am going to start posting pictures of my dead dog.
It's odd thinking in terms of "I've only got four weeks to do a bunch of shit and then I'm gone," but those are the terms I have. By the end of next month, I'll be back in Missouri and then the Cheeseberger will live again!
Since I'm off in my limbo world here, cut off from all that is good and creative, I've been spending my time learning new programs (Live and Audition) and figuring out all the cute features of my new keyboard. And practicing keyboarding in general.
I have three days off a week, and I fill them with lots of other projects. I have two short movies to work on, one longer one, a couple DVD projects, and yet another writing project (which probably ain't gonna go nowhere). Because of the time limit, I can't even watch a movie without thinking I'm a lazy bastard who should be doing something constructive.
Overall, I remain happy.
Here are three ideas for full length concept albums:
1. A guy falls in love with a girl, ends up hating her, kills her, and then moves to another state to open a singles bar.
2. A musical guide to building your own computer.
3. A screed pointing out the stupid shit that people do throughout their lives. Not the horrible, hateful, mean stuff that people do to one another, but the minor, idiotic stuff that everyone does to make the world a shittier, more irritiating place.
Also, an album that demonstrates the politics of Cheeseberger as a whole. This will make people angry, especially since, collectively, we don't fit in any set category of political/social thought. And I believe that two of us are racists, which will add drama and insight for group discussions on message boards. I'm fairly sure Tim hates queers.
(Actually, he doesn't, but I wrote that to all the people named Tim who are homohaters, as sort of a shout out, but also just to make them feel paranoid that I'm onto them.)
I guess I am only a fourth of Cheeseberger, considering the master mouth of Don. I'm glad to be a fourth instead of a third. Being a third is kinda creepy, like you're there but they don't want you. As a fourth you are needed, if only to get drinks.
If this post gets eaten by the internet gods, I am going to start posting pictures of my dead dog.
posted by Dan at 9:56 AM
1 Comments:
Why would I eat this post? I feel fairly sure that many Tim's are racist and homophobic.
Speaking of, I have funny storyeeees to tell you next time we chat.
BTW, did you actually buy Ableton or still working on the demo? I must know.
Furthermore, you can be the third if you'd like and since Rob doesnt have internet you could even be the second but I shall always remain the first and don't you forget that.
Finally, I like your album concepts but the make me feel funny in my pee pee. What does that mean?
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