June 17th, 2007

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It's nice to be sitting on the couch, trying to figure out how to make music using some fancy electronics, a bass guitar and a 5/8" chrome socket.

Then something sorta musical happens and there's a realization that — in spite of everything else that might need attention — the next 4 hours will be spent exclusively on making a 4 minute mp3 for a handful of people to listen to.

One take after the other until something worth sharing is recorded.

An equivalent amount of time is then spent staring at a computer screen, obsessively tweaking dozens of tiny, very silly-looking "knobs".

Export, encode, upload, summarize and save.


I'm realizing I've actually achieved something over the past 2 years with this ridiculous podcast.

I try not to post about here too much, but it's one of the few things I am proud of and okay with being remembered for.

Also, I really don't like Western culture's preoccupation with musical virtuosity. I think it has made for a terrific amount of unhappiness for all involved. In other words, I'd rather be an awful musician than an awful person.