Sunday, February 20, 2011

Kick-Ass before Total Burnout

You've just finished watching the movie Kick-Ass, and damn did you need that. You'd been putting off watching it for some time for certain reasons that are no longer relevant, and now you feel more inspired that you have in a while. You're glad you didn't read the graphic novel it's based on, as it would have brought down your ability to enjoy the movie, just as what happened to you with Sin City and Choke.

You needed this especially today after having awoken at 7:30am to work on Enrod The Clockman, eating breakfast, showering, and then passing back out around 9:30 until you woke up again a couple hours later to get back to work on ETC. T-Bone arrived at 1:30 for rehearsal and that kicked ass ( no pun intended ) for the second rehearsal in a row. You are quite happy with your recently acquired stack of amp/cabinets, just be patient with what you need to do to get your recording equipment back online.

After T-Bone left, you went back to working on the next ETC update, eating some lunch along the way. There was, and is, still a little more to do but by 8pm you needed to get the hell out of the apartment. You think about hanging out with friends, but decide to go by the book store to sit and read, only to find they're closing for the night. So you check to see if some friends are up to hanging spur of the moment, but no takers tonight; then you feel like checking out the movies and so here you are, fully refreshed and rejuvenated.

Just keep that self-doubt where it belongs and keep focused on what you do - nothing else matters.

"Shows over motherfuckers."

Sunday, February 13, 2011


You saw Metropia just a bit ago. You're inclined to say it's your new favorite movie. It wasn't brilliant, as Being John Malcovich already explored similar themes and you can't think of anything else off hand that was able to elicit the response out of you that that movie did when you first saw it in the theatre; but Metropia was still very good, and the animation style was very clever. You're going to buy it in a physical format some time, as it creates a mood that is conducive to your work, like the movie Pi.

To be fair, it did go beyond the themes explored in BJM, addressing things that are politically, economically and culturally relevant. You have to hold onto yourself to keep down the sense of resentment for those casual moving picture viewers who might call it "weird". It isn't necessary.

Don't be too disappointed with your glass-is-half-empty-self, you had a good rehearsal and good jam session today. Sure it's frustrating to have lost your technological ability to record, but you have some excellent amps and cabs that could blow up your apartment if you cranked them up all the way, and that's awesome.

You've stayed up too late again. Tomorrow you need to balance the finances and get to work on the digital elements of the next update to Enrod The Clockman, as well as figure out gifts.

Good night.

Make It Happen

You've got to figure out how to be as productive during the day as you're inclined to be after the sun sets. You've gotten several things done today, but you could have gotten more done had you not allowed yourself to get distracted by frivolity on the internet. You did make it out to socialize, as it was needed, but you still have a lot to do ( not to mention household chores ).

Acknowledging that you're not looking forward to setting up your rig again for rehearsal tomorrow, you need to recognize that that is all in your head and just get it done, but damn does it make you weary. You're not entirely sure if this is age or not, but you can feel it in your joints and muscles. You remember what it felt like ten years ago - how indestructible you felt in terms of the amount of physical exertion you could put yourself through. You remember it like it was yesterday, but now your body just says "okay, that's enough, time to chill". Or maybe that's in your head too; maybe you're just doing more than you were back then, and you're just maxing yourself out. It certainly makes you feel better about yourself, but the reality is you're not as disciplined as guys like Dave Sim and Will Eisner ( that guy could start and finish two whole pages a day! ). To be fair, you don't just do comics either, and that's all they did.

You just need to keep on doing what you're doing. You should have that next update for by Wednesday. You should.

And see if you can get your damn mixer repaired.

Damn it, you forgot about doing that whole thing on "love" on this blog thing. Maybe next time.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Random Order

The day was lame; it's not worth getting into, other than it was cold as shit.

This evening, on the other hand, was nice. You interacted with multiple individuals of similar political-economic views ( though with enough differences for some healthy debate and discussion to come about ), some of which you hadn't quite met, others you've known and profited from the opportunity to get to know further. Social bonding is essential for any society; you believe this is obvious to most people, but for yourself it's only been apparent in the past couple years. You've really had little use for socializing through out most of your life, at least not for it's own sake. A lot of times that's still the case, but recently you have started to see the value in it. Of course, that value isn't for the sake of socializing, it's for the sake of unwinding.

It can be argued that it's unhealthy to only be around people who share your view of the world; to which you reply: "and how often am I around people like that?" The value in associating with more individuals of your own worldview is the greater level of trust you're able to allow in doing so; there's a greater sense of security which, at the very least, enables you to feel a little more relaxed in those circumstances.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Powdered Sugar

You're all done with loading all your gear back into your place after not playing a show. But you're fine with this, as the show at Headhunters has only been postponed, and you've been promised another date in the near future to make up for the psychotic weather ( it just had to blow in over these three days - no, it couldn't have happened next week ).

While you chilled ( no pun intended ) and watched a couple of the other acts, you started to wish you had chosen to play instead of postponed, but when you walked outside to check on the car you found the sidewalks had a thin layer of white on them and were already slick. T-Bone was right.

You feel good about the postponement. Opportunity for a better date when the weather doesn't suck and people are more willing to come out and Nemion isn't just playing to the other bands. Hopefully they'll be able to work Nemion in in April, as March is all kinds of fucked up for you with two conventions scheduled and a week offshore for your brother's wedding ( which reminds you that you need to bust ass on Enrod The Clockman before hand to make up for what you won't be able to do while there ).

Now there's the Terrorbyte Cyberfest at the end of the month to focus on, in addition to the comic. Shit, to maintain the schedule you need to have that next update up in the next couple weeks. What the hell are you doing up right now? Go to bed so you can take care of your bills and your commission and get back to work on it.

Ah fuck, and now you've just remembered that the power failure yesterday fucked up your digital mixer and/or your music production pc - you need to trouble shoot that and figure out how to have your mixer running without it causing your pc to bluescreen on you. Really, you need to put aside the funds and get a new DAW, as the one you're using is damn near a decade old, and your needs have started to grow beyond what it can handle, especially if you want to expand to videos.

But damn does Headhunters have some good lookin' bartenders.

"It's always gonna be sour grapes with you boy...."

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Ice Packet

You are cold. It's 60 degrees in your apartment because your heater broke down a couple years ago and you haven't felt like having maintenance come in to fix it, relying instead on turning on your oven and leaving it's door open - it's like an electric fire place - hmmm smores sound good all of a sudden.

It's okay because Jack and Tyler are here to keep you company, along Queen Puscifer. You are disappointed in yourself though. You had a lot to do today and you only got half done. You were and are tired and the time just kept slipping by. You were up too late last night and you woke up an hour and a half early due to the insane wind from the front. You have got to make yourself take a shower and go to bed...but goddamm it is so effing cold.

How about them Egyptions? You love seeing their spirit, and the US administration squirm and pussy foot around the sitution. But there's still a long way to go. They all still believe in the same format; they don't recognize that the system itself is conducive to the tyranny they are protesting against.

You're not going to get to work on Enrod The Clockman until the weekend. There's just not enough time, but you like it this way. You just need to get your sleep and minimize your time on the effing internet.

You heard an interview with the Black Keys yesterday on Fresh Air, and they talked about how they canceled/postponed a tour because they knew they were about to have a break down from constantly working. You want that. You want to be in a state where you are constantly working on what you do to the point that you have to force yourself to take a break. That is the only situation that you currently can imagine yourself feeling deserving of a break. That would be fulfillment.

"Serious venus and the lunar child, giggle and the flames go higher..."