Me too!!! I think the internet has sapped my attention span worse than any other major appliance or entertainment system has managed to, because i truly control the speed and refreshment of the content. Just thought i’d say so.
by krisis
Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand
by krisis
Me too!!! I think the internet has sapped my attention span worse than any other major appliance or entertainment system has managed to, because i truly control the speed and refreshment of the content. Just thought i’d say so.
by krisis
Blogger ate two long posts in a row. Now i am wary of its destructive power. gRawR!
by krisis
My voice is so very tied to my guitar in that i can’t ever find any notes to sing other than ones contained within the chord i’m currently playing. Not only does this make my melodies rather predictable, it makes it entirely impossible for me to correctly sing most sparely acoustic Ani DiFranco songs since she doesn’t use normal chords. Want an example? Here’s a low version of To The Teeth, since i’m in the middle of changing strings on my guitar.
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I totally didn’t realize that the new Marilyn Manson disc had been released until i saw it sitting next to some Aimee Mann albums while at Best Buy yesterday. Poor Marilyn has always outdid his inventive musical range with his less than engaging stylistics, and it seems to have finally taken its ultimate toll on his career. I actually bought his last cd, Mechanical Animals, and it was a very nice David Bowie album. After all, Manson really is just a Bowie for our decade, only lacking the true chameleon abilities both visually and stylistically that Bowie possessed. Or maybe i’m making an unfair comparison. The point is, the poor boy didn’t even manage to drum up enough hype inbetween releases by U2 and Limp Bizkit. And that’s just sad.
by krisis
I just valiantly trucked through a take of trio that just wasn’t all there. i’m hot, and the mess is making me claustrophobic, and my high string broke, and my finger hurts, and i am not in a music making mood. The tracks were going to be “Nothing to Say,” “Like Mine,” and “Give” – all of which qualify as being rather difficult for me to play, so apparently now is not the best time. It’s probably because my body expects some alcohol by this point in a week, even if it’s a ButterShot. I should keep a bottle of those around just for that purpose … wow, which would make me a Behind the Music episode ready to happen. I suppose all those rock and roll stars established their unhealthy patterns pretty young and they just blossomed in the limelight. Ack, what a horrible meandering post this is. Talk to you later.