Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts

Monday, January 5, 2015

New Year - Same Old Me

2014 was not a good year for this blog. I was unable to keep it a consistent presence, but I am hoping to do so in the future.

The fact is, I need this release. As I have often told people, I may be vague with details here, but I will never lie. As with any form of expression (I hesitate to call anything "art" - as I have pointed out in this journal many times over - especially something as scattershot as how I put this blog together), the whole point is to expose yourself. To allow others to see you, your subject, whatever, in a new light. That is the only reason to keep what amounts to a public journal, to, hopefully, reach out and find others who can understand what you are going through.

Uptown, the second Hayoth album, continues to progress. Seven tracks done (including an electric and acoustic version of the title song), and another in process.

Thoughts so far....

My drumming is still rudimentary, but I think I am getting better. I was working on track number 8 this weekend, which is quite fast, 140 BPM. I was surprised how easily I fell into it. It might be that I wasn't trying to be too fancy.

I am also edging toward more confidence in my singing, or at least in how to record my own singing. I still wish I had an actual vocalist, as I always wonder if I could actually play and sing this stuff at the same time, if I were to play live (yeah, right).

I do think I've managed to expand my palate of sounds. Getting a new amp helped, and I've been using the Telecaster more than I ever expected I would. It's just fantastic for clean tone, and even has added a different vibe when I have put some distortion on it. All that said, the Les Paul has remained my #1.

I am looking toward April for a "release." I am simply swamped and overwhelmed with the current show I am working on, and dealing with that is sucking my energy for anything else.

Monday, August 11, 2014

New Blog Name

The Blog name has changed, due to our being forced to leave our Damen Ave home of 9 years, and out beloved Ravenswood.

Welcome to the place on Thorndale.

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

So Much Going On

I have been lax in my blogging.

More than lax, honestly. I've downright ignored it, with some exceptions.

The fact is, things have been piling up here. Be it The Shadow Over Innsmouth, or starting rehearsals for Golden Boy, I've been feeling nothing but overwhelmed for the last few weeks. Getting sick didn't help. I didn't work out for TWO WEEKS, and, by now, you should all know how much that bothers me.

...And Getting Dollars Back is out there. Hayoth exists. A few people have downloaded tracks, or the whole album. I thank those who have, and who have taken the time to listen. I am feeling the urge to start working in that direction again....

But I also have to fucking get off book for Golden Boy. Somebody asked me if it was just a lot of dialogue, or if I was old. I said it was both. I feel so tired. I figure it's a offshoot of being sick, and the miserably cold weather we've been enduring here in Chi-town, which is understandable, but still...I need some energy.

I've been WAY into Kyuss, lately. Probably because I've been thinking about recording some more tunes, and Hayoth has always had some Kyuss inspiration.


50 Million Year Trip (Downside Up)
by Kyuss

I am drinking
I am rolling (you can't stop me)
I am hiding
I am running (you can't stop me)

But I'll never forget you (anyway)
But I'll never forget you (anyway)
But I'll never forget you (anyway)
But I'll never forget you

I am drinking
I am rolling (you can't stop me)
I am running
I am rolling (you can't stop me)

But I'll never forget you anyway
But I'll never forget you anyway
But I'll never forget you anyway
But I'll never forget you

See our family to realize
As it's running down today
I love the city love the day

No fool for you
In this I am
I'm never gonna run about

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Getting Back to Work

Hello faithful readers. Long time no write, which I apologize for, but I was very, very tired as Peyton Place was wrapping up. I realized the final show of that run was also the end of about 9 months of one-show-after-another, for me.

I was exhausted, and in a lot of ways I still am. I've not been sleeping well, at all. Waking up in the middle of the night, lost in some dream, freaking out. Not getting enough sleep. It'll get better, I know. It always does, but I have to work through it.

However, aside from a few small-ish projects, I am free from major commitments until mid-Summer or Fall. I had hoped to push that until September, but it doesn't look like that's going to happen. Which is certainly not a bad thing, at all. As I have always said, I prefer to be busy.

However, with some free time now, I have dedicated myself to pushing forward on the recording. My goal, at this point, is to have something out...maybe not a full 12-song "album," maybe an 6-or-7-song "EP"...by September. I feel this is do-able, and important for me to live up to.

Especially since I've upgraded the studio again.

Yes, I FINALLY, after much bitching, bought an electric drum kit. I am in the process of freeing myself from the drum machine. I chose the  Roland TD-4-KP, for a few reasons. One, it's collapsible, when it's "folded down" (not the quickest process), it doesn't take up much room at all. That was important with my apartment-living situation. Two, I liked the preset kits and tones, it sounds good to my ears. When I actually went into Guitar Center to try it out, I was a bit worried, it seemed so small. However, the pads are nicely adjustable, and while the best set-up for me is still a work in progress, it certainly doesn't feel too small.

I'm learning. No, I am not a trained percussionist, but, that said, I've never really had a guitar lesson, either.

Several musician friends are saying, "ah, this explains SO MUCH" right now.

I'm self-taught, and fairly proud of it. Yeah, there are times when I wish I had more training in theory, but I muddle through. I've also picked up this book, to try to aid my understanding. I figured it was time to start working toward an understanding of that stuff.

Anyway, drums. I messed around with the kit for a while, then thought, "what the hell, let's just try this theoretical recording process I've been thinking of." So, I decided to start from scratch on "Monkey Sex," which was one of the two tracks I worked on a bit with Paul and Morgan last year. It was exciting to play around with a full combo, but I did feel like I wanted more "space" in the arrangement. A little less "wall of sound" than what we got that day. (obviously, the very primitive recording setup we used that day did not help).

So, the plan is this....

I will start each song with a basic guitar track, recorded with a click track. With "Monkey Sex," I ended up speeding up the track from where it was, to about 130 bpm, and trimming off one of the riffs (I fully intend to make use of it elsewhere). The reasoning was twofold, the song has always been envisioned as a bit of a "tongue-in-cheek" number, so I think it's good that it's clocking in just under three minutes, at this point. Second, it makes me really work at it with the drums. With my vision for this "Hayoth project," I am feeling more of a slower, blusier vibe to things. If "Monkey" ends up being the fastest track, I throwing myself into the deep end. The rest should seem easier...LOL!

Playing guitar to just the click track has proved to be more challenging than expected, but not impossible. My old path was to program the drum machine based on what I thought the song should be (intro/verse/chorus/verse/chorus/solo/bridge/etc...or whatever), and then lay down the basic guitar over that. So, I've been used to playing to a drum track, rather than a click. It's different, but like I said, not impossible. Likely, I'll re-do some of these parts after the drums are set.

Ah, drumming...I've been surprised how much I'm enjoying the process of putting together a drum track. I was working on "Monkey Sex," picking through it, and figuring out what to play. I hit the chorus, and this beat just came to me...and I could play it fairly quickly...the feeling of laying that in, something just odd enough that a drum machine (as I was able to use it) couldn't do. It was intoxicating. Yeah, ultimately the drum parts will probably be simpler than what I'd really like to do, but they will have some life to them. A spark of humanity, and that's what I've wanted.

I'm excited.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

This is obvious...

I need to blog more.

Argo tonight. Can't wait.

Back to Frankenstein tomorrow. Can't wait for that, either. I love doing this show, no matter how much it hurts.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

It's Been Quiet...Too Quiet.

Yeah, so it's been quiet around here. Well, it's not been quiet for me, but blog-wise, it has. I'm hoping to get back on the horse pretty quick.

I can only blame one thing...

  

Yes, it's the last printed set.

No, we're not going out of business.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

THIS BLOG IS NOT DEAD!!!!

Just really, really busy....

For anyone who still comes by...more to come. I promise.

Friday, May 20, 2011

It'll be another week or so....

But a little something that is amusingly stuck in my head today...



Amsterdam
by Van Halen

Lookin' good through the window
Shinin' red and blue light, yeah
A little thick in the bottom
But still lookin' alright, yeah

Got a pocket full o' money
Got me a long night ahead
Quick stop by the Bulldog
Score me some Panama Red, yeah

Oh, wham bam, oh Amsterdam (Yeah yeah yeah)
Stone you like nothin' else can (Yeah yeah yeah)
Woo! Hot damn, roll an Amsterdam (Yeah yeah yeah)
She can't then nothin' else can

Uh! Caught a plane outta Moscow
Spent one cold night in Berlin, yeah
It's a long hard way but I'm a-comin'
Back again, yeah

Oh, wham bam, oh Amsterdam (Yeah yeah yeah)
Stone you like nothin' else can (Yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah, come on up, roll an Amsterdam (Yeah yeah yeah)
If she can't then no one else can

(Yeah yeah yeah) Woo-hoo
(Yeah yeah yeah) Ooo-hoo
(Yeah yeah yeah) Ooo-hoo

Oh, wham bam, oh Amsterdam (Yeah yeah yeah)
Will stone you like nothin' else can (Yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah, hot damn, roll an Amsterdam (Yeah yeah yeah)
If she can't then no one else can (Yeah yeah yeah)
Woo! Wham bam, oh Amsterdam (Yeah yeah yeah)
Don't have to worry 'bout the man (Yeah yeah yeah)
Woo! Hot damn, uh, burn an Amsterdam, yeah (Yeah yeah yeah)
Stone me like nothin' else can (Yeah yeah yeah)

Monday, April 11, 2011

What Blogging Really Feels Like

I generally think Stephan Pastis and Pearls Before Swine is brilliant. This absolutely is:

Pearls Before Swine

Friday, March 11, 2011

A Truly Poor Showing...

For myself this week. Really awful. I managed TWO whole blog entries this week.

Normally this blog is enjoyable to write, and I have a good time with it. Sometimes, however, the pressure to actually produce something starts to get to me. I've also, by trying to keep up a five days a week schedule, put myself in a position where I have to generate a lot of material. I make no bones about the fact that a lot of what I put up here is just random crap that falls out of my head. Sometimes it coalesces into an actual point, and sometimes it doesn't.

But that's what a blog is for, isn't it? A public diary for folks who are just egotistical enough to believe that things they find interesting, other people will find interesting. There was a quote from Eddie Van Halen, years ago (probably around 1997 when the last full Van Halen album came out - before the turn to full-on loony-bird status), where he said, essentially, that. It always struck me that statement encompassed pretty much everything "art" is about.

Anyway....

Sitting here looking at my Facebook account, and I'm struck by all the political posts. I strive, in most cases, to be a pretty apolitical person. I just don't care to get so angry about things. I tend to the left, but at the same time, I can see the logic of some conservative viewpoints. I say this only to position myself in you, my reader's eyes.

What the hell is the point of political posts on Facebook? I mean, generally speaking, I see the same links and blogs re-posted ad nauseum. Most of my Facebook friends are friends with each other, the circle is not that big. So, basically you're just re-posting the same point over and over and over again. I was asked to write my congressmen about funding for public broadcasting (link to the exact same page, with the exact same phrasing) no less than, and yes, I kept track, 46 times.

I sent the e-mail after the 2nd.

I also LOVE the "if you don't agree with this, you can just unfriend me" line.

I mean, really?

I have conservative friends on Facebook, but I'm near-completely certain that they're not violent homophobes or out-and-out fascists. If you are so invested in this blog/video/article/youtube clip (whatever it might be) that you are instructing your assembled friends that, unless they agree with you, they need not be your friends, WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FRIENDS WITH THEM IN THE FIRST PLACE?!?!?

Are you just accepting every, single friend request you get?

...Because, folks, that's dangerous.

I also love the "shotgun blast" advocacy. I have a friend, and I do consider him a friend, who will start posting links to various blogs, and just not stop. It just turns into link, after link, after link. I'm talking about 10 blogs linked in 15 minutes.

Do you have ANY IDEA how annoying that is? Do you realize that, no matter if the blog sounds interesting, I'm just blocking it out now? I mean, did you confirm, or even read, all this shit?

Magic 8-Ball says....Response Hazy, Try Again Later.

Then the Magic 8-Ball exploded.

You killed Magic 8-Ball, you BASTARD!!

The point of all this, because I guess I should get to it, is that too many of you fine folks out there have boiled being "involved" and "socially active" down to sitting on your ass in front of a computer and regurgitating the crap you've read somebody else say on the internet.

Y'know the garbage about Obama not being born in the US? That started just like this.

When I found that picture above, I just jumped at it. It's the perfect metaphor for what the internet, and our human society has become. A little tube you crawl into that reflects and reinforces your own views as you ride through it. We're not learning anything on the internet, we're just finding fuel for what we already believe.

Then we turn around and spew it out as "evidence" and feel good about the "good" we've done. Being a socially conscious advocate for change is so easy when all we have to do is click a link, isn't it?

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

2010 Wrap-Up Is In Process....

Things have been quiet the last couple of days, here on "The NEW Place..."

There is a reason.

I've been working on the 2010 Wrap up/Best of/Whatever blog entry. It's proven to be a nut to crack. I'm wanting to write a little bit about everything I'm mentioning, and not have it just be a list of titles. I also am trying to remember the things I've watched/read/whatever in the last 12 months...which, at my age, can be difficult.

I am shooting to have it out this week, and then back to our regular blogging schedule. Thanks for bearing with me.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

A Selfish Post

I started this blog over on MySpace..

(What? What the hell is MySpace? Is that some sort of caveman thing? Did my mother use that?)

Their blog interface kinda sucked, and made looking for older entries a pain in the ass. I have no qualms about ditching it. I do, however, maintain my MySpace page...meaning I check it occasionally...and those posts, about 3 years worth, are there if you want to go looking.

It did have one thing that blogger apparently doesn't...a way to track the number of visitors to your blog. I have absolutely no clue if this is a feature I'm just annoyingly unaware of, or if it just simply doesn't exist. I'm also not excited about setting up the "monetize" stuff, just so I can know there's only 4 people reading.

Yes, I am curious about who, and how many people, are reading this...I guess it's a vanity thing.

So, I guess I'm begging for one of two things...Either somebody show me how to see site visit numbers, or, hey...sign up as a "follower."

Friday, February 26, 2010

Where the hell did a week go?

Yes, yes, I had another one of my "time just got away from me" weeks, and I have let the blog suffer. Some people have said, "why not just write once a week?"

well, you see...I have an addictive personality. I tend to develop habits, and then pursue them until I can't anymore. In some cases, like with exercise, it's probably not all that bad.

Although...man, for as much as I work out, WHY DO I STILL HAVE THIS GUT!?!?! I mean, seriously, I work out more than most everyone I know. I will kill it. I don't know how, but I will.

So, I'm trying to develop the writing habit. To facilitate a better skill with word, and also to improve my typing, etc. I have a couple of writing projects in the hopper right now, and I need to focus. Having the blog as a kick-start for the simple act of putting them on paper helps.

In fact, one of said writing projects is SUPPOSED to be done tomorrow. It's short, and I have some ideas down already, but I also just realized I have two auditions tomorrow. So, my concept of kicking it out tomorrow morning is pretty well squashed. I feel a real pressure here, because I've promised a friend, a collaborator, that it would be done. Y'all know how I am with responsibility and commitments.

Thank you, Stan Lee for pounding that into my head with your damn Spider-Man.

My auditions tomorrow? Interesting. Companies I haven't worked with, at all. So, I'm a nobody again. (Which is probably damn good for me) Stuff that's not in my "contemporary realism" comfort zone. We'll see how it pans out.

I still have moments when I really think I've forgotten how to act.

I know, laugh.

Seriously, I've been in these readings and such, and there's moments when I don't believe a damn thing coming out of my mouth. If I don't believe it, I can't see how anybody else could. I feel rusty and lost a lot.

In other news, next week we start the process of trying to figure out Stage Left's next season. I've submitted a show which I dearly believe could be good for the company. I saw it performed in London in 2007, and it was like a gut punch. Full of power, and offering the audience no chance to turn away from the subject matter. For a company that seeks to "raise debate on political and social issues," I feel like this show gives us a way to do it, without falling into the pitfalls of "message theatre." That's my opinion, and why I brought the show to the table. I'm intensely curious as to how the rest of the ensemble will react to it.

We shall see.

Here Where It's Safe has opened, and I encourage all of you to check it out. Scott Bishop and the cast have done a really great job of bringing life to MEH Lewis' play. Our Stage Left ensemble members are all doing fantastic work, and our guest artists are equally wonderful.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

It's one of those days when you just kinda wonder...

What the hell am I going to write?

I used to keep a journal, but I found that when I did that, it sort of devolved into navel-gazing pablum. The fact it was private allowed me to vent a whole ton of shit that maybe, possibly, I needed to get out, I'll admit that. However, it also allowed me to wallow in anger that could've been directed to something creative in some way. I wanted to keep the ritual of writing every day, but force myself beyond the poor-me bullshit that was piling up.

So, when I joined MySpace (Wha? What is that? Is that where all the bands are?), I saw they had a blog feature. So I decided to take my musings and push them outward. It put me in a position where I couldn't simply write things like:

******* was such a fucking asshole last night!! I can't believe that prick thinks he can tell me how to act! Sometimes I want to punch him right in the goddamn nose!!

Yeah, regular Shakespeare I was.

The fact that these little journals are now public, and I don't hide my identity, means that I have a responsibility. A responsibility to not just indulge my base, wounded animal reactions and spew them on a piece of paper like a teenager. To put some thought into what I write here. I still may think ******* is a fucking asshole, yes, I may want to punch him in the goddamn nose, but have to think more than that.

The fact is, that limitation I put on myself has reverberated out into a lot of facets of my life. Firstly, it's changed the way I look at theatre. You may want to indulge your immediate, self-gratification instincts, but y'know what, this is going in front of people, and...

You need to think more than that.

You know why most political theatre, hell most general theatre, sucks? I'll tell you why, it's because most of it is the same as my pen-and-paper blog. It's venting on a page. Little Bobby McGhee is pissed off because Bush was president for eight years, ir that we're still in Afghanistan, or Obama got elected (oh, who am I kidding...who writes right-wing theatre?), or that he can't get a date, or his mother coddles him, or whatever, and he vents that all over the paper.

Do you have any idea how lame that is?

It's like watching a homeless psychotic walking up the street, they're screaming about something that means a hell of a lot to them, in their fevered mind, but you? You walking by on the street? It's just embarrassing.

Why is it embarrassing?

It's embarrassing because there's no control, there's no art. It's raw emotion, and folks, raw emotion only gets you so far. It's an essential part of a first draft, but from the second forward, you better be shaping that into something that molds that emotion with intellect.

Second thing that going public with the blog got out of me was accountability.

I have 2 CDs worth of my attempts at musical expression. They exist. They sit in my CD shelf right between "Poundhound" and "Pride and Glory." (Both awesome bands, BTW) That would never have happened without the blog.

See, I said on my blog that I ought to try making music again. Once I said that, people asked me about it. (The one great advantage of MySpace blogs was that it tracked visitors...I knew about 25-30 people were reading each day.) Once people asked me about it, I was on the hook to not become a person who talked about doing things and never actually made the effort.

Hypocrisy is something I do not want to entertain. I mean, I fail at that all the time, but I, at the very least, try to fight against it. So, when I say I want to do something in a public forum, I'm going to at the very least give it the 'ol college try.

Which is why I'm EXTREMELY careful to never mention writing a book.