Noisetheorem

I love noise. Ive been sampling a lot lately – mostly construction noises from down the street and me banging on stuff in the kitchen (yeah…some kids outgrow that, but I never did).

Ok, so everyone has heard broken glass and banging medal on records since the late 70’s. And yes, I also know that all of these sounds can be gotten for free on the net from somewhere or another. I dont care – there is just something different when your the one breaking the glass.

So on that note, does anyone have a used CRT display? I would particularly like a bigger screen TV that is broken. Ive got a crow bar here thats hungry.

I am also looking for anything that could be converted into a percussion instrument and possibly destroyed in the process. I am tried of my old drum library, and I want to create my own new one.

Thanks…

I went to the Jazz Festival with Anne yesterday. I got a sunburn. How the HELL did I get a sunburn? I was only out for about two or three hours. I was out for way more than that IN VEGAS last spring and didnt even tan. My arms and face are all very red. Its going to be a fun week!

Went out with Sharon last night. She is a true treasure of a woman – deep and sophisticated, yet very playful. We talked a bit about what our ‘relationship’ was, and came to the conclusion that neither of us knew, but were having a great time. Kind of decided to not to fuck with what wasnt broken, so we would just keep doing as we are doing and see how it goes from hear.

Today I have my grandmothers birthday party. could be quite depressing. its probably going to be her last, and the whole family really does center around her. When she goes, its going to be more than just her that we all loose, as I can see that the entire family structure will probably change. Its going to be sad, the loss of all those traditions – birthday cards always recieved ON your birthday with your complete birth story hand written and extended on to the back of the card if neccessary. every holliday (and I mean EVERY holliday) is spent at her house with my extended itallian family. I can see on of my uncles maybe trying to hold up the tradition for a time, but as in many families, many of my aunts uncles wont get along without the influence of my grandmother to act as glue.

I think the greatest challenge in the death of such a central family figure is that it then becomes our duty to create new traditions. I know alot of you here shreek at any sign of family or tradition or ritual, but it my family it has always been a very positive thing. my local family has never been very functional, but my extended has always been a great blessing to me. For me this extended family has always been supportive, if sometimes not understanding, of my choices in life. They lend a powerful social network that has helped me get through the rough times with my business and my recently failed marriage.

So its on with the day I suppose. who knows what this week holds. its looking to be another big one.

Here is a quesiton…what is it about pouring cement that draws out all the old men in the neighborhood? As they have begun working on it, I now see 7 men from the neighborhood standing out to watch. I dont get it. They are all in ther 60’s..and just watching. Its like some sick blue collar peep show.

I hope that when I am 60, i have better things to do than watch a cement truck.

The construction crew is back…this time the are cutting cement with a saw…

got the recorder running….sweeeeeettttt.

To the synth freaks here: BUY AN ALESIS ION. BUY IT NOW!!!

I got one, and I actually think I maybe selling all my other gear and getting a couple more (and some outboard FX). its have never fallin in love with a synth this hard and fast.

And their cheap too…

My Ms2k is going to be for sale, and possibly my Microwave IIXT

I’d really like to know whats wrong with me today. I feel all this aggression and anger, and I dont have a direction for it. I dont have an outlet for it. I just feel it and I dont know where its coming from.

everything is frustrating and I cant do anything about it. I feel infected by something but I cant name it. it all just seems so fucking pointless.

I need a boost. an up. a success. I dont see any insight. I feel like ditching the label, ditching the studio, getting as stright job somwhere where its someone elses problem and just saying fuck all to everything.

the low cycles always just sneek up on you dont they?

Brilliant:

Dairy Cam…all cows…all the time

bastards bastards bastards…

My internet host is down because some moron dug up a fiber cable in barrington.

and so much work to do that now cant be done…sigh..

ack..

If you were going to develop a purely scientific calandar – one that is not based on the measurement of distance between arbitrary historical events, how would you do it? what would your basic unit of time measurement be?

ok..i am a convert. Linux rocks. I want these so called windows out of my life…

and I am falling in love with python. at about 11:30 last night…I just GOT it.

its good to be a geek in these geeky times.