My album. My album is fucking recorded. It’s done it’s done it’s fucking finished. My soul project, my sole project. It needs to get mixed and mastered but man but man, it’s fucking recorded. 13 songs lots with my vocals. My fucking lyrics and vocal melodies my fucking ukulele riffs extreme. When it drops, when this fucking thing finally drops, all y’all can have it for free. (Donations accepted and appreciated!) Ha, it’s nuts man. I’m really glad my vocals worked out for the last song we recorded. I wanted to be on that track, I fucking wrote the whole damn thing. Even though a professional stranger probably *could*have sang it better than me, it’s mine and I’m selfish and it’s my soul kid and my voice. I’m excited about this album you guys. It’s a bright spot in what is otherwise a highly stressful and generally shitty time happening around me. I’m holding on to it to help myself move forward. Keep my breathing bits above the water. I don’t even know. We aren’t even 100% settled on our band name right now, so that’s something we need to deal with before this happens. Also need to get a copyright for the whole thing. It’s nuts. A project my brother and I worked on for like 3 years, drawing to a close. And if I do say so myself, the final product is pretty fucking rad.
Back in Rio, recording again for the umpteenth weekend in a row. Last night we made some significant progress for the first time in 3 goddamn weeks. We had no *major* technical difficulties, and we were finally able to lay down the vocal tracks for the song we’ve been trying to finish for 3 goddamn weeks. It actually went really quickly and smoothly, and we were able to get both our vocals done within two hours, which is like twice as fast as usual, because we have both been practicing it a lot, for 3 goddamn weeks. So! Tonight we are recording a song where I perform 0% of the lyrics, so I kinda get to relax and just run the sound board and adjust the levels of the tracks and listen to make sure the timing and pitch are on point and press the buttons that make actual recording happen. … which actually isn’t relaxing at all even a little, but it is less stressful than having to sing stuff perfectly. My boyfriend came with me over here last night, he hung out with the dogs and kept them quiet while we recorded which was nice. But I do enjoy spending a bit of time apart, for fondness… and I think it’s healthy.
~~~~ several hours later ~~~~
Well, maybe the universe *does* hate my band a little bit! Actually I can’t really blame the universe too much on this one. We were trying a new way of recording piano and vocals at the same time, and we just weren’t as prepared as we thought we were. However, we did learn a lot about how to make it work and I think that will make it a lot easier next time. So… it was somewhat productive I suppose you could say.
Other random bullets about my weekend and other stuff:
-before I came in to record my brother asked me to go into his apartment and get his “computer, monitor, and keyboard” and bring them in with me. So, I did that and got those things, and then when I arrived here and he arrived here it turned out he meant his fucking PIANO KEYBOARD but I brought his TYPING WORDS KEYBOARD because he wanted his computer and that made SENSE TO ME and it was a stupid fucking miscommunication that we both felt stupid over… BUT! his roommate was able to bring it to us, so it wasn’t really a big deal.
– Today we took the dogs for a walk to wear them out so they would be happy and tired and not bug us while we tried to record, but the little dog spazzed out and tried to get under a fence to get at another dog and she got a pretty big cut above one of her front legs. It hardly bled at all, and she didn’t seem to be in much pain, so we just disinfected it and we’ve been keeping an eye on it all day and it already looks a lot better… but it still scared us and we were seriously considering taking her to the emergency vet for a minute there.
– Shout out to the 9 people who followed me since I started vaguely writing about kinky sex stuff.
– I just did some homework and turned it in
-I need to fucking sleep
-I should go to sleep
– I want a new book for my kindle tho.
I spent Friday and Saturday night at my parents’ house with my little brother, working on recording a couple songs for our album. Our parents were out of town, and they needed us to watch the dogs, so it worked out.
My boyfriend decided to stay home instead of joining us, which was actually kind of nice. It was the first time we spent a couple nights apart in over two years, and you know what they say about absence and hearts. Recording is difficult and time consuming and painful. We were hoping to get two songs done, but we just didn’t get there. We laid down the instrumentation for both songs, but that took SO LONG that we didn’t have time to work on vocals. I spent the majority of the weekend working the soundboard
while my brother played the same songs on ukulele over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again, until we got it 1,000% absolutely perfect, with perfect timing and no random sounds and no string buzzes and every single note clean and clear and sweet. At about 3 in the morning on the second day we got it done. We’ll have to make another trip to lay down vocals. It was a chaotic, messy, tedious process. Instead of talking about it in detail, I’m going to post a number of pictures that pretty much tell the story.