June 10, 2008
Burn
I threw together a cover of burn this weekend. I have not posted any music for a while so I though I would put this up. Let me know if you think I totally ruined Trents song.
April 27, 2008
Nocturn metareview
I am a big fan of the UK magazine Computer Music. It cost me about $20 per magazine but I still find myself buying every one because it is so useful and informative. They recently did a review of a new midi/usb interface for audio apps from Novation called Nocturn. I don't recall ever seeing a product receive a perfect score from these guys before, but the Nocturn did. I must say, I am freaking stoked about this thing. Anyone who has tried to get a midi controllers knobs to play nice with a program like Cubase SX or Protools will testify that it can not only be an excercise in futility, it can kill your creative flow instantly. Not to mention how fucked you are if the program of your choice decides to forget your settings when you are about to go to play live.
Well, Novation has apparently got a handle on their Automaping technology because it has the reviewers at CM doing back flips over how easy and intuitive it is to use. Anything that makes them happy makes me happy. Read the review here.
Oh and did I mention that it is cheap! Only $150 bucks for all the touch sensitive, super intuitive fast mapping glory. I am gonna go get one next week, will update with a real review.
April 21, 2008
Hanging from the rafters
I have never seen a show like this! Dillinger Escape Plan blew my mind this weekend. I have seen these guys a number of times before and have seen their lineup change over the years. Their new lineup kicks ass.
Full account of the brutality after the jump.
January 27, 2008
Seclusion
December 6, 2007
Girl Pants
This one is kind of an inside joke
But if you know me at all you should get it
November 26, 2007
September 18, 2007
Smoke in the Air
Potent fluid, comforting abyss. Subtle movement, so slight you might miss
Soft dilation, lights grow dim, and in my hand three fingers of bourbon.
These eyes tell you lies, stories of your dreams.
Fabricate delusions. Cast down, fleeting.
Make your offer, cast your bid.
Maybe all those drinks will do the trick.
Waltz right over and flash your grin.
I close myself off, can you chisel your way in?
Like smoke in the air, she disappears the same.
August 23, 2007
When it's done
If I could only make money doing this...
August 7, 2007
Soft Dilation
Poison sure makes animals pretty.
In the beginning, manipulative women fuck like the world is about to end.
The clergy molests little children.
Whiskey tastes best right before bed.
Tear the muffler off your car and
we can enjoy the warm weather.
PETA would love it to be to hot to wear fur and leather.
A glass of wine and a trusted lover
makes sex so much better.
So crank the A/C and sport a minx.
Lick an azure frog and begin to seize.
Eyes softly dilate in a neurotoxic haze.
Posture up like a crab trying to mate.
They won't find you until you start to stink.
July 29, 2007
A Woman or a Gun
We are all told
at a very young age
that we are all very special
in our very own way
July 1, 2007
Forget
Everyone is disposable.
It sure is nice when you have someone to make
you forget that for a while though.
I updated the "Don't wake me track", now the music is pretty much finished.
May 15, 2007
Don't wake me if I am screaming
I have been accepted to paramedic school. I hear that after watching people die in horrible
accidents for many years, paramedics often develop post tramatic stress syndrome.
Given that I already have to warn my lovers not to try to wake me if I rise in the middle
of the night and fight and scream like I am being attacked, I am greatly looking forward
to what kinds of new and strange nightmares I will be having in the future.
November 12, 2006
Velvet Wasp
Here is a new track. I almost have enough music for a live set.
Time to start looking for some players
October 3, 2006
Tripple Sixes
This one went in a different direction.
Good for the murder junkies.
I also updated "For A Child"
As always stay tuned for more. Things are
starting to roll quickly lately.
September 16, 2006
For a Child
A high fever and soft music
the doctor had sent us home
mom rocked him all night long
at the hospital I played with a wheelchair
they brought me in to say goodbye while
he was still technically alive
I have been to his grave once since then
there is a little teddy bear on the stone
September 12, 2006
Saturated
I am alone in my room.
The day has left me feeling saturated.
I find solitude to be rather soothing.
Nothing but the hum of various electronic devices and
a few fish to keep me company.
I can sink into a book like some men sink into
a bottle of whiskey.
I take the batteries out of my phone,
lock the deadbot on the front door,
pour myself a glass of fine aged bourbon,
cook myself a bloody steak and read
a vampire novel.
Fuck all you people.
...and maybe a bit more bourbon.
September 8, 2006
Music update
SENSE: this picture makes none
Black Dawn is done now. Listen to it
July 31, 2006
Uninspired talk of the weather
A group of owls is called a parliament.
A Penny whistle has six finger holes.
A starfish can turn its self inside out.
Lobsters have blue blood.
Everybody talks about the weather. How are you doing?
How have you been? Big fake smile and a handshake.
Tonight the moon is low and crimson like in a horror novel.
But then the stars fade and it is time for coffee and more
fake smiles and handshakes.
Uninspired, tired and I can't wait for something to go wrong.
Where is the hardship that I need in order to pump out the
mental bilge that I like to think of as creativity?
I should pick up a bi-polar nympho or a nasty drug habit.
Maybe fuck a good friends girlfriend and/or sister or
pick a fight with a cop.
Play with fire...Guns...toxic chemicals...
Walk alone in a nasty part of town wearing nice clothes
and asking for directions.
Strip down, cover myself in mud and blood and
run screaming down the street.
Nope, not me. I just sit here in my air conditioned nightmare
wearing a bathrobe and scratching mosquito bites.
July 18, 2006
Black Dawn
Roxicodone won't do it.
Whiskey won't do it.
Valerian root, white noise and warm milk...
Smooth jazz, crossword puzzles, jerking off...
Counting sheep, dark beer, long novels...
I can lay with my eyes closed for hours in the
pitch black...
Drunk on bourbon, wacked out on painkillers
and having just rubbed one off.
Still the oblivion of sleep eludes me.
I just want some sleep.
......there is always one sure fire
way to meet oblivion.
June 6, 2006
Profound
My perspective is distorted.
What I recognize is most likely illusion.
I turn my gaze inward to what is familiar
but I only see profound distortion.
