GUITARS, INSIGHT, & FRUSTRATION

this morning we recorded acoustic guitar for three songs, two with words and one instrumental. i used my larrivee, a great sounding guild on loan from glenn's wife cynthia, and a small alvarez high strung to 'nashville' tuning. after that we recorded electric guitar on three songs. we also added a few synth pads with glenn's omnichord. now that is an outstanding piece of technology! all together a productive day. also, i'm sorry about not getting the new clips uploaded. i'll try to get them up soon.

after the session today i drove to phil skipper's favorite vegetarian restaurant again and read 'channel zero' by brian wood. jim rice gave it to me. listen everyone. READ THIS BOOK. it is very important.

while driving home i scanned the AM dial and landed on the local 'air america' station. in many ways the programming is just as terrible as clods like limbaugh and hannity. supposedly if i tune in enough i'll become what they refer to as a 'free thinker.' what a load of crap. and speaking of driving, it's impossible to walk anywhere around here. there are pockets of the avant-garde here and there, but most areas reek from the slow death of suburbia. what do all these people think is going on? there are bigger issues at stake than the new spring collection at jcrew. wake up america and take a deep whiff of what this world is shoveling out for you. there are some extremely beautiful things around and they don't exist in shopping malls.

sorry if i'm sounding slightly morose tonight. one of my classmates in high school passed away this weekend. he was a nice guy. sometimes i like to tell myself i'm not afraid of death, but those thoughts often fade quickly when i wake up in the middle of the night wondering if there's a man in my house with a large axe. maybe i just fear pain. pain sucks. or is it the unknown? no, it can't be that. i don't know. neither do you. or do you? let me know if you've figured it out. i'm going to bed.