Dig Dug In

Weekend passes in a blur, paying heed and mind.

Saturday's trip to Malibu to Seamonster Sounds was worth while and re-affirming. Hearing the progress helped out a great deal, I am very pleased. My feet are on the ground, I'm standing around waiting now for the album to complete.

Sunday was a Hooty Hoo. The booze cruise was just lovely fun. I didn't have any idea what to expect but it proved to be totally fun. The strangest thing happened to Amy, we were standing in line at the bar, talking to this sporty dyke and her friend, when the sporty dyke says to Amy: "You remind me of my first girlfriend Julie!" Amy says: "Julie Williams?" S.D. Says: "Yes" Amy:"Did she play baseball?" S.D.:"Yes". After the dust settled a bit it was decided that they had in fact both lived with the exact same Julie Williams. This is the only ex of Amy's that she has no contact with, that refuses in fact to have anything to do with her. The whole event still seems strange and unreal.

After the cruise Amy and I walked through Sunset Junction, which did not at all hold our attention, we decided then to go the Frolic Room on Hollywood Blvd. We found ourselves too distracted on the subway to actually remember to get off at Vine, instead we went to the valley, got another train ride back to Hollywood and ventured instead to the Snake Pit, where we swilled beer and met all kind of folk.

This week has been restful. Watched the rest of season 4 Six Feet Under. Cleaned the house top to bottom. Started eating nicely for my body again. Feeling pretty good all things considered.

Everybody Looking for Their Weekend

I'm very much looking forward to this weekend! Very happy that it is Friday.
Last night was fun, Amy and I worked on vocals for a new song that devin had made music for, it's a cool tune called "Delay". Can't wait to see how it develops.
Tomorrow @ 2 p.m. Devin and I will be in Malibu working on the album. I'm confident that Devin will walk away from the time well spent feeling completely confident in our mixer's instincts.

Doodle

I'm alright today. Amy and I have been watching season 4 of Six Feet Under obsessively, we took in 5 episodes last night alone. It's been pretty intense but one episode in particular annoyed us both so much I thought we might vomit all over the apartment.
I'm still doing fairly well at eating better and drinking much less. My overall figure is beginning to show signs of more straight lines, this makes me feel better.
I had last night an odd dream; Amy and I had been invited by our friend Melissa to see her new house in the valley, we were surprised that she was now living in a house and we went to check it out. Upon arrival we learned that she was living there with her brand new husband, whom we had heard nothing about. Their relationship was something a kin to manipulative sugar daddy w/ a house type of thing. It made me rather uncomfortable. While there we talked about collaborating on a song, I started to think of some music and in my head during the dream I came up with a cool idea for a beat. I was about to program it right there, I could even picture how to do it in my head, but then in the dream I thought, "wait... I really dig this song, I think I'll just keep my mouth shut and us it for our band selfishly!"
Upon reflection this morning I was surprised to realize that I can still remember the basic Idea behind the beat and how to program it!
tomorrow we go to Long Beach to pick up flyers for a show we are doing for Venus Envy Records. It should be fun! Then Saturday it is presumed that Devin and I will travel to Malibu to check out what's been done on our record. The cherry on top of our weekend is a booze cruise for 4 hours in Long Beach on Sunday! I'm very excited!

And I Wonder

Lot's of things going on. Many thoughts in the head.
First off I find myself embarrassed about a purchase last night. Thinking I new what I was doing I bought a pair of tripod speaker stands of craigs list, only to get them home and find that Yamaha uses a non standard connector end. I am dumb. I should have just asked a question or two. I've taken a fair amount of pride in figuring out a way to make our band function live on a shoestring budget, and then lugging most of the shit around and connecting it all together, I guess maybe it was just time to get put back in my place. Now I'm dreading calling the person and trying to get a refund.
Also on the docket for our band is a HUGE decision to make regarding a PR Firm who has made a fairly tempting proposal. It's interesting, it's a fair deal of money, and in thinking about it a band would generally put out a record, then spend money and time touring, but in this day and age maybe it's better to hire a pr firm, not spend thousands of dollars on gas, stay around home and make another record, and still get your name out.

Up Early for being up SOOO late.

Last night we attended a listening party for the Dandy Warhols new album "Odditorium or Warlords from Mars". It was great fun, the band was there hanging and chatting folks up. Amy and I talked to ct2 a for a short bit, he was WASTED.
Afterwards Amy and I walked all over weho until about 2 in the morning blabbing our heads off about all sorts of things. It was great fun.
Today I'm feeling great. I'm really excited about life right now, loving being in our little band and watching it grow.

Sentry Watch Your Entry

Correctly feeling today, pretty focused and happy. The weekend was a busy blur.
Last Thursday we had the pleasure of attending Convicted Karaoke at the ultra swank Oxwood inn. I found myself having a fair deal of fun, really enjoying the new song options. I had the pleasure of singing "Ashes to Ashes" for the first time, I don't know if I did David proud or not.
Friday night the entire SG crew sans Wild attended an event called "Rocking the Macho Cockless" at the Highways performance space in Santa Monica. The event was far reaching and inspiring beyond description, suffice to say it was rather intense, especially after the consumption of a hippy pot brownie.
Saturday we played a nice little show at a skanky little bar called Studio Suite. It turned out to be a boat load of fun. Amy was really on top of her front woman game and having a good time. She worked up the locals and our crowd into a nice warm room of fun lovers. I personally felt I played well and enjoyed playing for longer than we are usually allowed.
Sunday we celebrated with Tiger his day of birth. Amy baked a lovely if not somewhat humpty dumpty cake, and we had dinner at Versaille, I can still taste the garlic.
Last night we had an apartment rehearsal for this Thursday's show. It was actually really fun once we got some minor differences figured out. We are working up a couple of new things to try, one a cover of the Altered Images song "Happy Birthday"(it is another b-day party after all), and a new song "The Apple Falls" which I am in love with but still lack a great deal of guitar parts to.
I've been eating better, or more to the point much less and have not had a drink in over a week. Oh the life.

Starting Slow

I guess need to at some point begin to blog again, so I'll start small here.

Simple goings on have been going on. Cleaning up the lifestyle a bit this week. Not drinking and what not. Going to the dog park in the evenings to sit with Amy and giggle while becoming human slobber sponges. Watching the second season of the HBO show The Wire on DVD, and enjoying it just as much as the first. My reading has stalled about 3/4 of the way through Citizen Hughes, hoping that I can finish that and jump into another mother recommended book "Middle Sex".
The Music has been good. This past Saturday we played with a drummer. She has wonderful enthusiasms and a solid base to build from, now it's just a matter of patience to see where and if she'll fit. Waiting for the album mix is all to be done on the Free Alongside Ship front. In the meantime OUT magazine has chosen the as yet unfinished album as one of their 77 top entertainment picks for fall. We have also taken up the task of writing new songs, all of which are coming along wonderfully and excitingly.

Slept With The Fishes

I am all about feeling way better today. Yesterday was a low point of re-assimilation back into the day job world. I am better for having slept though and I can see things much clearer today.

I still have nothing profound to say about my three year LA Birthday, so I'll just note it and move on.

L.A. Birthday

I have been in Los Angeles for three years now. It feels much longer than that.

This Saturday we packed up the band and drove to San Diego to play once again, their Gay Pride. The drive down was god awful and took 6 hours. Amy and I tried to keep the rockin' intestine up the entire time but alas we crawled to a halt around hour number 5, we pulled into the barn on rockin' fumes.
Our head quarters for the weekend was the fabulous Pickwick hotel on the edge of the gaslight district. I am kidding when I call it fabulous. At least the bar had cheap beer.
Sunday morning we awoke to find that our Go Go Dancer's car had been towed, we dealt with the issue then ate breakfast.
The show itself was good, but I think we were all expecting that it might be great, so good turned out to be a bit of a let down. Our fault for expecting too much I guess.
really in any other circumstance we would have been thrilled to death.
I think I'm a little burned today... I'll blog about my LA Birthday tomorrow.