So I started a new track a few days ago. It took me about four hours that day, and then I just spent another few hours polishing it up tonight. It’s about 3 minutes long, 80 some odd beats per minute, pretty emotional and it’s got some bits that make me super happy.
My thanks go out to my friend Dylan for recommending me Novation Bass Station. It’s a moog-style bass synth, but it plays awesome leads, and has simply beautiful portamento glide.
Anyway, you can grab it here:
It has been a very interesting last few days. I feel like I’m walking in the world new again. There are a whole bunch of things that don’t really make sense, and at the same time there’s far less confusion than I remember from before. Some days the world feels bland and gray. Other days, I feel on top of the world. I think I’m kind of an emotional rollercoaster.
Human skin is tough stuff! I figured that out a couple of days ago, but here’s a little test from tonight. I’ve been longboarding a bunch for the last month and a half or so, and I’m getting pretty decent. Here’s my medal from my first ride down a toe-edge spiral on a parkade (I’m also covered in dirt from the tarmac).
There’s this wicked one right nearby The Fall, by Granville skytrain station. It’s steep, and you get going pretty damned fast. I litterally burned through my right sliding glove. The thing was smoking hot after three runs, and paper thin. I now definitely need new gloves.
You need a vision for your life.
That’s what everyone says, right? “Do what you’re passionate about.” Where would you like to be in a year, five years, ten years? But is figuring that out easy? How many times have you been faced with that realization “I have no idea what I want to do with my life”?
If you’re a genearlly ambitious, productive person, that can drive you crazy.
This is a message that my good friend, Dylan, sent me and a few others as his farewell to Facebook (you can hear some of his music on his myspace account that he writes under the alias CharlyX). I am also deleting my Facebook account and, while I think he makes some thoroughly good points, my reason is simple: I want my time and my life back. I hope you enjoy the read.
Hey Everyone,
This message is to those people I usually keep in touch with on Facebook, or just wanted to include.
I believe that people like two real things about music: expression and energy. This may seem like a no-brainer, but I believe that there’s an illusive obvious hidden in this.
Tonight, I’m going to write a post about me.
It’s been a long time since I added a post here. I’ve got all these plans floating around that haven’t gone anywhere yet. I’ve been busy with… well, life. Life, enjoying it, and a whole lot of physically nothing. Or so it might seem. We’ll see when I get these next few (eight or so) posts done.
“What is the Matrix?”
According to Google Adwords Keyword Analyser, this phrase is entered into google an average of 4400 times every month. That’s 4400 people worldwide are typing that into Google, looking for something. How many of them do you think found what they were looking for?
I’ve run this search before, and I don’t use it when I want to know something about The Matrix Trillogy. I type in “what is the matrix?” when I am looking for answers about life. Now I’m not suggesting that The Matrix movies hold answers to real life. But isn’t it interesting that an average of 4,400 people type that every month? Why would you use that phrase if all you wanted was information about The Matrix? Why wouldn’t you just type in “matrix trillogy”?
Last night I was woken up at 2 am and couldn’t get back to sleep. I ended up staying up until 10 in the morning, and got a bunch of really creative stuff done for the first time in ages. I felt great. Now I didn’t feel quite as good after my nap, but as I sat around the house stressing out about lack of work and money, I noticed something in the back of my subconscious. Something was saying “hey! Wake up! Wake up! You don’t have to feel trapped and stressed out anymore. There is a way!” And I realized that at that moment, I was free. The moment I listened to that voice, the moment I let it pull out of that routine, off the beaten path, and into the shadows of new places, I realized I was free.
What do you do when you’re broke, jobless, in debt, and jaded?
Apparently I drink, stay up late, and get creative. I’m not happy with my situation as it has been. I’m in debt, I have no job, and I’m running off about $40. My last check bounced and the market is thin. I’m not confident with my résumé, and I have no decent clothes with which to get an interview at a regular job. My jeans are all ripped and/or old and my T-shirts are faded or stained. Professional clothes are nowhere to be found. The rest of my money is supposed to be available by Friday, but he said he can’t promise anything. My only solid plan has been to go to Labour Unlimited.