deeds done dirt cheap today
the deadline for submission for next year's SPARK festival is Friday, I was prodded this AM.
edited and polished a bit of Gregory and I's last recording from Mother Fools in dilligent behavior. and just did the dishes.
deadlines are not a feature of my professional life, in an administrative sense.
there isn't much you would call "administrative" in my life these days. and hooray for that!
Greg is happy with the results of my efforts, so it's a keeper then. for my tastes, the marimba samples sounded too bright. this might be listened to on headphones if listened to at all.
T-Bone Burnette in a recent interview talked about how musicians and producers might be good fellows and gals to not punish the listener. something along the lines of musicians ruining peoples hearing being akin to cobblers cutting off peoples feet!
lucked out squeaking in the fixer upper tracks! whether it increases our chances of a better performance slot remains to be seen. that may be a less than petite death. my preference would be to do our thing in a modest size hall with a seated attentive audience. fingers crossed. our past gig in the nightclub is the less-kind but likely scenario, but that would be fine too.
listen:
Tom Waits - Blood Money
Fairport Convention - What We Did On Our Holidays
Richard Thompson
Heartless Bastards
Dub Trio
RTQE
read:
going to the library tomorrow, whooee
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