much of my time here in louisville recently has been spent walking to various places i haven't been to for a long time. it's nice to be walking more. i definitely haven't been able to do that much in atlanta. last thursday i stopped in for a drink at a bar on bardstown road named cahoots. during the early 80s to mid 90s, the space that cahoots now occupies was known as tewligans, a live music venue. it was (and this is an understatement) an amazing place to watch a show. the floor was always dirty, the lights were always low, and the smell was always distinctly magnificent. aside from watching scores of great local bands there, i was also able to see national acts such as fugazi, nation of ulysses, and bikini kill. most shows were all ages, five dollars, and very loud. anyway, i'm not sure why i'm sharing this with you. you've probably never been there. i guess i just miss those times.

 

 
i'm back in louisville for a week. i have five days of recording left before we start mixing on the 10th. all we did tuesday and wednesday was edit vocals. well, i tried to sing some tuesday afternoon, but all we did was capture a good deal of me sucking.

on another note, i've scheduled our mastering session for july 20th. so all that remains after that is to finish the artwork and ship everything off to the manufacturer. hopefully, that is...

 

 
more feedback and strange keyboard sounds today. tomorrow we start on vocals. but i believe we're finished with recording all the instruments. and since i'm such an extraordinarily talented singer, the vocals should most likely be finished tomorrow by around 2pm. that is unless i need to take half an hour to admire myself in the mirror.

yesterday i spent some time in the decatur cemetery. my seventh grade history teacher used to take us across the street to cave hill cemetery during class. colonel sanders is buried there. anyway, here are some names that caught my eye yesterday: okarma, ponder, strange, tuggle, crim, muscsik, zabenko, broniec, farrar, birdsong, luck.

and a headstone of interest:
in memory of
goodrich cook white, jr.
lieutenant u.s. army air corps
son of helen chappell and
goodrich c. white
born aug. 8 1918
died in combat over the baltic sea
sept. 12, 1944
"he went out on wings like an eagle
even accompanied by the music he loved to make."
“living, you made it goodlier to live.
dead, you make it easier to die."

 

 
we recorded lots of guitars and a bass solo yesterday. and we edited more. big surprise. at the moment, i've settled on ten songs to focus on for the finished product. one or two might still be added though. this coming monday i have more feedback to record before we start on the vocals. after consideration, i may keep some of the original demo vocal tracks.

also, i've decided to start work on another 'mini-release' of 4-6 songs after this current project is finished. most of the songs for this new endeavor are comprised of selections that aren't making it onto the current album for whatever reason. it's not that they're not good enough. they just don't fit alongside the other songs i've been working on lately.

oh, and in case you care, i watched and thoroughly enjoyed nacho libre last night at the north dekalb mall. anyway, i'd love to stay here and type these plastic squares, but i must go watch futbol. word everyone. word.

 

 
i arrived back in atlanta at 3am this morning for my session at 10. driving at night really is the best option. however, when i tried to buy beer around 2 at a gas station in north georgia i was told no sir, no beer after 1am. i said it was bunk. bunk i said! silly laws. at least in kentucky i can still order a rare hamburger.

anyway, here was my day in the studio...
wake up ... drive to orphan ... turn on computer ... begin to edit ... edit ... edit ... edit ... edit ... edit ... coffee break ... edit ... edit ... edit ... edit ... edit ... coffee break ... edit ... edit ... bathroom ... edit ... bathroom ... edit ... edit ... edit ... edit ... outside screaming session ... deep sigh ... edit ... edit ... edit ... edit ... lunch ... edit ... edit ... edit ... drank a lot of water ... edit ... bathroom ... edit ... edit ... edit ... multiple ibuprofen ... deep sigh #2 ... edit ... edit ... edit ... fin.

tune in tomorrow for another exciting bulletin.

 

 
i am now a resident of louisville kentucky again. it feels great waking up here. what an amazing city. i’ve visited frequently over the past ten years to see friends and family, but it’s been ages since i felt a true sense of ownership to where i live. there seems to be some sort of subconscious element here reminding everyone that they are a part of something, reinforcing their reason for being, pushing them to create an outstandingly unique habitat for each other. i admit it’s no utopia, but it definitely has panache. and that's good enough for me.

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