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I tried to develop a more complicated spine in utero, and all I got was this lousy lower-back pain.

I visited my friendly neighborhood musculoskeletal specialist yesterday evening (happy birthday me!) to find out why I’ve been all achy-breaky of lately.

Apparently I have an extra sort of half-disc, where the below-the disc part tried to grow another one while I was cooking.1 Not at all related to the discomfort (which is just the regular old untreated strain from years ago which slowly compounds) but as the doctor said, “you’re more interesting than you thought”.

And I already thought I was fairly interesting…

In other news, we’ve been window-shopping at some slightly more rural-y houses the last few days. It’s always been the 3-5 year plan to move on to somewhere with at least an acre or so (look at me with my anachronistic measurements of area), but a few little cul-de-sac related goings on have got us considering bringing the plan forward a tad. Just tyre-kicking at this stage, but with an open mind toward stepping it up. My garage-studio conversion has never really hit its stride, and a couple of the places we’re considering have nice out-buildings, so that could be a plus :)

1. I’m using “cooking” here as a euphemism for growing in the womb. My spine didn’t just decide to whip up some extra parts while I was making tortillas or something…

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A fine duck indeed

Clare & I jetted off to Melbourne this weekend to see the delightful miss Kate Miller-Heidke play at the Forum. It was a lot better than I expected. I knew she was talented and had a great band, plus I’m automatically predisposed to like anyone who sings a song called “ducks don’t need satellites”, but I didn’t realise quite how seasoned the whole group were as performers and entertainers. A pleasant surprise, and at only $50 for the ticket, a very reasonably priced one (plane trip notwithstanding).

Line-up wise, it was a pretty standard rock-show. Drums, bass, two guitars, piano, every one but the drummer sang, and not a hint of a backing track so far as I could tell. Stylistically, it was harder to pin down. I suppose you could broadly describe it as “pop”, but only if you’re comfortable with that definition encompassing liberal doses of operatic singing and shades of live theatre alongside moments of head banging, all executed with a healthy sense of humour, but not the the extent of undermining its sincerity.

OK, so I sound a bit like that old advertisement with the art critics (“an existentialist hurdy gurdy spinning around and around in a double negative reinversion”) but my point is that it wasn’t trying to be anything in particular. It was just being – very convincingly and unabashedly – itself.

I was struck by the contrast with some of the lyrics and music I’ve been trying to write lately, and realising how contrived I’m driving myself to be. Philosophical and overly wordy, and “deep and sensitive”, and it’s all just, frankly, a bit pants. Earnest and insightful lyrics are great, don’t get me wrong, but it’s all too easy to pick a topic which has the patina of “meaningfulness” (politics, war, addiction, mental illness) and then find yourself writing unbelievably trite, sophomoric, codpiece wearing “one foot on the foldback wedge” lyrics about it. Do I really have to rail on in painfully forced verse about the estranging denouement that our reliance on media and technology are conveying us toward, when I could just say “ducks don’t need satellites”? It’s the same message, but that song is pretty, whimsical, and makes me smile a little bit, at the same time as gently suggesting that it’s possible to be content without the trappings of modern life. Yeah yeah, ducks are silly and boring and not worthy metaphors for our lofty subject matters, but… you know what… arseholes to all that. I think I’d rather aim to be authentic – perhaps even insightful – about the mundane, than to end up like this guy:

"hey guys, I think I just figured out a rhyme for 'disaffectation'; can you get me a pen?"

"Hey guys, I think I just figured out a rhyme for 'disaffectation'. Can you get me a pen?"

I certainly don’t mean to say that weighty lyrics are always bad, or that irreverent, personal writing is prima-facie good. But I do know that I’ve been censoring myself without even realising it. And I’m going to stop. Because I don’t much care about being cool, or about fitting into  a specific and arbitrary sub-category of a genre. Bring on the real :)

Tadaaaaaa!!!

A very small cover image indeed

A very small cover image indeed

It is with great pleasure that I unveil my debut as a kinda-sorta music tech journalist. Sort of :)

Yes, the good folks at Sound on Sound were silly enough to publish my article on VST plugin authoring environments. They’re even going to pay me for it. I’m a little disappointed to be honest – I’ve read SOS for years, and I always saw them as a reasonable source of knowledge and authority on recording equipment and techniques. Now they’ve let me put something in their hallowed pages, they don’t seem quite so infallible as they once did.

Anyway, it’s in the September issue, or you can read the first coupe of paragraphs here. You need an Esub to go any further at this point, but I believe it becomes free after a few months, so depending on when you’re reading this, it might let you read the whole thing, you lucky devils. I tried to pick up a copy of the mag, but we’re only up to July down here, so I’m in something of a holding pattern.

I’d also like to mark that it was my first wedding anniversary this weekend just gone. Clare and I went away up the east coast for a very pleasant weekend, the specifics of which are none of your business :P :D

Spring!

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Ah, what a freakin’ week or so it has been! In a (mostly) good way.

Tuesday was the first day of Spring, and what’s more, it actually felt like a spring day. It’s been a very wintery winter in Hobart this year, and while I’m normally a big fan of the wet weather, it was a nice change to open the living room curtains to this on September first:

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The grass is riz!

I’m also newly employed – I had been expecting a few solid weeks of news camera work, then with very little warning I was offered the same period of time filling in as a post production video editor, and now it appears that’s become a permanent position. Hurrah! The freelance lifestyle has been a bit gruelling in terms of reliability of income, forecasting and budgeting and all that. On the flip-side I will miss the lazy days at home, but I think the pros outweigh the cons quite comprehensively. I’ve been ostensibly under training this week, although I’ve basically been doing “real” work from Day one. Sink or swim education at its finest. I’m treading water acceptably for the moment…!

Oh, and to cap off Friday, I logged into my emusic account this morning, and they’d given me 50 extra song downloads for some reason. Not an hour before I’d been telling Clare I wanted to get hold of some new music, so that was a nice surprise. Subsequently I’m now listening to my newly acquired copy of Butch Walker’s “Sycamore Meadows”, waiting for Billboard graphics to render, and generally looking forward to 5:30.

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So I’ve replaced the header on my lovely new K2 theme, and it’s starting to feel like web-home again. Ahhhh… Thanks to Knotty for the cool photo – I have a framed (and considerably less cropped) version in my studio. Well, by studio I mean garage. But give me a few more weeks and a few more dollars and it’ll be quite serviceable.

Sidenote – it seems that the DIVX decoding on our DVD player responds really really badly to high detail video. Skip, jump, blech.

Wow, this is an extremely non-interesting entry. I’m going to have to either not post it, or come up with a new post category for “things that not even my mother would be all that interested in”.

Decisions, decisions…

Busy busy busy

Alright, so it’s been a long time between updates. But we’ve honestly been flat out. And I don’t mean in the lame-excuse way so much as the actually having a boat-load of things to do way.

We’re settling in to the new house very nicely. The usual maintenance and upkeep type stuff is around, plus of course a healthy quotient of customisation and individualisation to be done. But generally it’s been ready to move into, comfortable, and relatively hassle-free. A massive change from the previous digs (or “that old dump” as Knotty aptly dubbed it for us).

Speaking of that old dump, we had a bit of an, er… “negotiation” with the property manager. There was certain damage which had occurred that they were trying to blame us for. Thankfully, we were anal enough to take video evidence at the time, and they were forced to yeild to our superior evidence-power. Hurrah! I feel a bit mean, but then again, we’re only getting what’s due, so I suspect I’ll still sleep tonight.

The puppies are doing great – coming along in leaps and bounds. No doubt you’ll have marvelled appropriately at the photo above. The usual puppy brat-ness abounds, but generally they’re an absolute joy to come home to, or wake up to. That’s what I love about dogs – they’re always utterly thrilled to see you. More than once this last month I’ve woken up tired, grumpy, and to be perfectly honest, slightly hungover, only to have my bad mood completely evaporated by virtue of the power of puppy enthusiasm. Honestly, it can’t be over-stated. If you could convert canine affection into electricity you could power the planet by being nice to puppies. And that’s a world I’d be happy to live in :)

The garage to studio conversion is coming along, albeit a little slower than I’d hoped. The floor coating went on in three coats, and wound up looking pretty much like bare concrete, at which point I decided to hell with it, bare conrete aesthetics is just what the audio/muso practitioner of 2009 will be sporting. On the plus side, three coats of bond-crete have made it much more resistant to dust and what-not, so while it might not be immediately aestheitcally different, it’s certainly significantly easier on the gear, and much more readily maintainable. The furniture is broadly in place, and I’ve put up shelves for the speakers (destroying a couple of cheap-ass masonry bits in the process) so now the main issue is to clear away the detritus from the floor, and do something about the fluorescent strip-lighting. Not only is it fugly, but it’s pretty poor from an RF point of view, so some tasteful halogen will hopefully not be too far away.

Oh, and I re-applied for uni, and was accepted. Yay! I initially enrolled for a 3-year degree in 2004, and have yet to finish it, the lure of paid work being too strong to resist. Actually the cartoon job was more than that – it was a fantastic chance to get a toehold into an industry that I enjoy working in. Nevertheless, I don’t want to throw away the study I’ve already done, and the powers that be are quite happy for me to continue with study part-time, so this year it’s all on. Media Law is my unit of choice, so be prepared for some gratuitous legal proselytising over the next few months.

Musically, sadly, all this scholarly pursuit and domesticity has left scant room for much creativity. T3E is still on the top of my creative to-do list, but there simply hasn’t been the time or circumstance to get it done. We’re all getting together on Sunday afternoon to have a listen to some things that Knotty and Cornel have been up to, and have a general chat about things, which will be grand, as it’s been a very long time. We sort of kind of got together when we moved in here, save Cornel who was otherwise indisposed. And even that was over a month ago now, so we’re well overdue.

So yeah… I’ll keep y’all posted :)

Four days later

Well, it was a big weekend for Clare and I.

Friday morning we woke up in the same rental place we’ve been living for 4-1/2 years. By Monday evening the settlement had gone through on our new place, we’d moved across pretty much everything we owned (thanks in no small part to a herculean effort by some friends and family), picked up two gorgeous cavoodle puppies from the airport, and were generally feeling much better about our living circumstances (although all those zeroes next to the minus sign on the bank statement will take some getting used to).

I’ll post some more pics once we’re online at home (still waiting for the DSL to transfer across) but I snapped this one of the pups in the car on the way home from the airport.

Because I can

I’m sitting in a comfy chair in the Hobart State Library, writing this entry on my brand spanking new iPhone. There’s not really any compelling need to do it this way – I’ll be back in front of a “real” computer in about half an hour, and I don’t have anything particularly pressing to divulge – but I’m still riding that wave of novelty-factor that Apple products provide so effectively.
We had a t3e get together on the weekend, and pit down some drum tracks for a little song wer’e planning to have ready by Christmas. Felt good to be working on something that people are actually going to hear.
Actually, I think I’ll pick this up later, as I’m getting a sore index finger from typing…

In the red

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Well, as of this morning it looks very much like we’ve just bought a house – yay! Nice little 3-bedroom jobby in Blackmans Bay, with a garage under which will transform very effectively into a studio for myself and my nefarious requirements.

Rather exciting!

It’s a slightly scary time to be hoisting quite that much debt up onto our shoulders (I’m listening to a news report with the Treasurer being quite pessimistic as I type this) but ultimately it was something we’ve wanted to do for a long while, and there’s never going to be a perfect time. Fingers crossed and all that – and at least we’re not going to be pouring money into somebody else’s investment.

Malaise

I thought “malaise” was pretty much a synonym for “lethargy” or “tiredness”, but it turns out it’s more of a general feeling of “not right-ness” (now there’s a term which should get more use).

So that’s about where I’m at. I took the day off work yesterday – headache, listlessness, hard to put my finger on. Just a definitel sense of “not right-ness”. Hopefully just a cold manifesting itself in a strange way.

On the plus side, I got my studio pretty much ship-shape again. Hurrah!