3.6.2012

Listening to the new album by The Men called Open Your Heart as a write this. It is pretty great. Makes me wish I made an album aping all of the bands I cheesed over when I was a teenager instead of what was en vogue or almost en vogue at the time. My last band, White Night, was one of my better bands for sure. We wrote songs for a year, and then recorded them for what felt like another year. That was a mistake. We should have made an album in a day with a boombox with an internal microphone and record onto cassette option. I guess we had an entire cement warehouse to record in, and we figured we needed to record Led Zepplin IV or The White Album. Next time I guess. Rock and roll should sound desperate not labored. Even if you listen to those classic super early records by Elvis Presley, Chuck Berry, Buddy Holly, or Little Richard they all sound like the were recorded with a lone microphone in a closet. It is like our ears have been trained to enjoy stuff sounding bad. Mine have at least. The new project coming up is with Dustin on guitar and Kevin on some form of sampler and synth monster. Hope to get Shultsy doing bass on it. I hope I don't forget this post by then, and spend an hour of my life equalizing a snare hit.