Halloween tomorrow. This month has come and gone. This year is coming and going. I can't believe that it's actually true what folks say about years speeding up as you get older. Maybe I can stop it? Is it really a good idea to attempt and mess with the flow of percieved time? Could I possibly unmake the world? I am Marty Mcfly.
I think this lone neon dog photo in some ways explains a lot about whats been going on. Things have been like this. Dog, Night, Neon, Howling. The Blurs of lights in several different corners. Percieved motion.
This particular dog, he changes colors and slightly he changes size with each color change growing bigger. He goes from yellow to pink to blue. His tale moves. All these things have been happening while the lights blur around the corners.
It's halloween tomorrow. I've been working on finishing up a quick mix of a Halloween song for Shitting Glitter. It's the second song in my entire life that I've produced and mixed myself on a computer. I'm using a program called Sonar, and thus far I'm really enjoying the experience.
I'm getting in a bit overhead on the telling of the month I've missed though. See none of this would have been possible if I hadn't been gifted an amazing gift of a brand new, nice powerful compter. A custome built PC with a duo core processor and a HUGE hard drive. Due to the nature of this gift, and the possiblity of conflict I can't really publicly say thanks by name to the kind souls who helped me out more than they even know with this gift. The sentiment is here though, and I act accordingly. This is part of the neon that has been part of the month of the neon dog in the night.
So, having not had a computer in many moons, I now have one, and it's nice, and I have DSL, and I have my sound card configured and running well. I have my audio progams new and old up and running. It's a very creative feeling. I now have more neon desires to compliment my computer recording set up with a new desk which would allow me to have a constant, easily accesible work space which will combine the outboard gear I have with the new in the computer gear. All this is in reach, and I've been howling for it.
There was a fire that had many lives around me on pins and needles. Hoagie and Kim, the Seamonsters were very near this fire. I've come to really enjoy working and relaxing in and around their Malibu home to have it near burning was not comfortable. Worse yet would be two wonderful friends without a home. This fire was a burning blur threatening to consume one corner.
Halloween is tomorrow. I have not even really bothered to think of a costume. I enjoy this holiday, but I also feel a bit sleighted by the casual attitude towards trying on another self that the rest of our culture displays for one day. How can people be stuck in the muck all year only to free themselves so fast on just one day?
Tonight is Devil's night in Detroit. The Electric Six are from Detroit. The Electric Six were in town in this oddly titled month. Dick the lead singer was kind enough to take Devin, Amy and I out to dinner at El Coyote before the show. That is yet another dog for all those keeping score. It was amazing. This is a band we have loved long and loved often, at frist from a distance and now things are clsing in to the point where we are able to share Margaritas and jolly good times. We are still working towards the blurring light in the corner of having him sing on our album. I hope beyond hope that this works out.
There is more neon. We signed a publishing deal with Here Tunes, for our song Mondo Di Corpo. It will be placed in a gay spy movie. This is the realization of such a long standing desire. It reminds me that even though the years move faster nothing ever seems to happen over night. It took years to make something like that happen. If the years still passed in my perception as they did when I was a child it's probably that my neon heart would break in the long nights waiting, exploding and expanding into a blur in the corner...
