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Archive for March, 2006
I recorded last night. It went well. The album is starting to take shape and I’m getting excited about its progress. The Magic is You! took less than a week to record. This one has been taking too long and I’ve been second guessing my choices, frequently. But now, I feel a momentum and it’s good as I don’t mind fumbling about it.
The artwork is coming along, too. Not as dynamic as the last one, but cool. It was going to be called "Your Favorite Hamburger is a Cheeseburger" and then it was going to be called something else but that’s going to change again I’m sure.
One of my favorite songs on the cd so far is 20 seconds long and in German. I had some help translating and will probably be incorrect in my pronunciations.
I hope to have it out, soon.
I used the rendering tool, Coconut Head, on my girlfriend’s first communion photo. Whenever I show it to her, she vomit laughs.
I met this fellow who built rocks out of sand with rubber and glue. He took a rock and made a mold from it. Then, he would go to his mixing bowl using sand, glue, and sometimes an egg to make a sort of dough, inserting it into the mold. Then, he would squirt an epoxy that he called, "The Going Backwards", and it would harden.
When he had enough rocks he built a castle. Well, he called it a castle but it was more like a house. With two turrets divided by a porcelein minaret and a slide for the back stairs it was definitely an odd house. There was one room blocked that was not unlike a caved-in mineshaft. He told me that pile was a door. I tried to open it, thinking it was one piece made to look like a pile of rocks but I was wrong. It took a good 45 minutes to open that "door".
Inside was a room with a horse/motorcycle he had not finished building.
"It’s gallops don’t propel the bike. They are not unlike Ramp Walkers. The gallops create energy that is stored in the motor. It’s propulsion primed, it will go for great lengths on recycled movement."
A Ramp Walker’s underside
Finishing my visit, a reporter with a 2:00 appointment met us outside and quipped, "So, this is the house made out of sand."
To which my new friend replied, "Call it what you like."
