Back to the Egg:

That's the Paul McCartney album I've been listening to. I'm finding my own sound, and it is interesting because I used to think my sound was just the collection of junk that I used to record with. That's no longer true.

I've still got all the same instruments. They all have their own sound but where's mine? I always thought that I should play the guitar through all the effect pedals because I had them, and they are there. I discovered the headphone jack built into my guitar. It has an overdrive setting. I can use that most of the time, and forget all the stomp boxes. I have so many choices.

The thing with guitar is making yourself conform to the fret board. I think my guitar is set up properly. I don't have any issues with it musically. There are some rough spots in the construction. Some people try to fix all that, but for what it cost, I can learn to live with it. If I live long enough to learn how to play this guitar, maybe I would consider getting a nicer one, but for now I have this one.

 

I've been keeping journals since I was about 15. For some reason, my mind exploded about that time. At first it was a good thing, being bright and ambitious. But I think I was confused at that age about what I really wanted in life. Maybe I would have been better off going to a trade school, but I went to UGA instead. I did well for the first 2 years, and then I started losing touch with the reason I went there. It was a gradual thing at first but by the end of the 3rd year, I felt like I was in the wrong school and I dropped out for a while. I went on a Carribean cruise and that was like a reset for me. I lasted a short time more and the whole exercise seemed like meaningless struggles to me. I became a professional student. I made over $50,000 in one attempt at finishing a degree, but it also eventually became an irrellevant chore. 

 The Sun has been shining on me this week. 

Again with the afternoon rain showers. I like it except the high humidity and proclivity for insects. This is the deep south in August, so you pretty much know what to expect. I think I've had enough sun for a while as my wounds heal from fierce bugs that lay in wait outside. Only 2 of the cats we have, well 3 of the cats we hve want to be outside. The rest of them never even think about it, but I left the door open one night and  had 6 cats wander outside. They weren't curious enough when I started closing the door.

I'm moving my diary here because it is easier to read. I've been working with the synth rack that I call my Rack of Spam. I am involved in some issues setting the midi instrument number on some of the ones that I have. I can mostly play them independently, but the confounded things overlap and won't behave logically. No pun intended.

It's been a hard slog, but we did it. I mean I did. Nobody else helped me. I accomplished 3 things: I set all the MIDI in numbers on my rack's synthesizers. There are some issues with it. Technical support is right on it. They said they could rush it through in about two months. Updates follow.

I discovered that some of my older computers have some life in them as sequencers. If that's all they have to do, maybe there is enough CPU in there to do some song processing. It's like having your legs kicked out from under you when your hardware fails. There's only so much you can do but it's worth the effort to keep going. I wish everybody could get along and not cause so much stress and grief in the world. All you need is cash to keep things going and make your enemies stop sabotage and their reprehensible hatred.

But I digress. The sun has been out enough to catch some rays and it is rejuvanative to get the radiation and just cook for a few minutes. 20 minutes, maybe a half hour. If you get burnt though, it will ruin the whole thing, so stick to the limits of about 10-30 minutes, even if it is cloudy, those rays are still beating down from the sky.

I'm just afraid of insects now. Diet Mountain Dew, European. Room temperature. That will keep you from sucking down those cold ones. When that appeal is gone,  there you have it. No matter where you go, there you are.