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Patron of the Arts
May. 22nd, 2008 09:49 pmSo I've been informed that an artist has been commissioned in my honour and will be arriving on the 9th or 10th for some work. Needless to say I'm a bit confunded and a bit embarrassed. No one wants to look at my skanky arse in real time, let alone commit the atrocity to canvas. But hey, whatever I guess. I've seen the artists' work, he's very good with charcoal and pencil. If nothing else, it will be something fun to pass around the bus and joke about later on. How long does it take to do a drawing anyway? With my ADD I won't be able to lie still for hours if that's the case.
I've got two weeks to lose 20 pounds and get a boob lift. Nice.
Bob is doing much better, back to his old self.
Have been listening to some old stuff a friend sent me. It's... not good. Hated telling him that it would be fine stuff if they turned off the vocal track. Think he's hurt a bit, but the lyrics really are insipid. There's a track called 'Immortal' that was just cringeworthy. But, at the same time he sent me some killer stuff from 1978. Full of hiss and crackle, really shitty mix (if it was mixed at all) but you can just hear where they went, even if one of the guitarists was out of tune. Again, lyrics problem, but that's always been a weak spot. Ack - has to kill it. Stereo was jumping right-left-right and giving me a headache. Even at 17 or whatever they were they should have known how to plug a trs in fully. Maybe it was a tape malfunction. God only knows. Shame there's not better copies out there, took a while to find some decent techs I guess.
Think I'm heading to Ohio sometimes in July before the shite hits the fan again. Been ignoring my biological family for the last few years and I should probably pop in and at least remind them that I'm alive.
Boo Boo Kitty Fuck? Hahahahaha, I think I need to get off Pidgin and head in for the night.
Was sent a bunch of proofs from that gig, all good as always. Should be a bit more fun next time around without all the headaches and with a bit more seasoning under my belt.
I've got two weeks to lose 20 pounds and get a boob lift. Nice.
Bob is doing much better, back to his old self.
Have been listening to some old stuff a friend sent me. It's... not good. Hated telling him that it would be fine stuff if they turned off the vocal track. Think he's hurt a bit, but the lyrics really are insipid. There's a track called 'Immortal' that was just cringeworthy. But, at the same time he sent me some killer stuff from 1978. Full of hiss and crackle, really shitty mix (if it was mixed at all) but you can just hear where they went, even if one of the guitarists was out of tune. Again, lyrics problem, but that's always been a weak spot. Ack - has to kill it. Stereo was jumping right-left-right and giving me a headache. Even at 17 or whatever they were they should have known how to plug a trs in fully. Maybe it was a tape malfunction. God only knows. Shame there's not better copies out there, took a while to find some decent techs I guess.
Think I'm heading to Ohio sometimes in July before the shite hits the fan again. Been ignoring my biological family for the last few years and I should probably pop in and at least remind them that I'm alive.
Boo Boo Kitty Fuck? Hahahahaha, I think I need to get off Pidgin and head in for the night.
Was sent a bunch of proofs from that gig, all good as always. Should be a bit more fun next time around without all the headaches and with a bit more seasoning under my belt.
