A friend said people accept the coarse side of me because there's a positive side as well but it goes right past the fact the coarse side fucking is the positive side.
For example, Obama always speaks in a politically-correct, socially-acceptable way and yet makes satanic deals with Republicans to bomb one country after the other.
If someone is charming you, he is probably trying to steal something.
Political correctness is the enemy and the people who would change my coarseness are the foot soldiers. To them we say, piss off and eat lizards.
Most likely the foot soldiers for political correctness have gone by now. The homophobia slams are what piss me off because they're not real and it's just some asshole pretending to be a victim. The actual problem is the person is bored senseless and has nothing better to do than get shit-faced drunk and cause problems.
The actual situation here is bad and getting worse. We don't need any victim stuff, only a status report. Something I have learned about music is that's what you will hear when you can't play anymore. Therefore, "The End of the World in Fort Worth" has to absolutely kick ass because the likelihood of recording more stuff like that is not high. It's also imperative the audience is right as I don't want to hear a hint of chicken clucking in it. That doesn't mean no women but rather no chicken clucking since men do it as much as women.
The general plan today is to try one time when it's light and validate the cameras again. I'm mixed on the action cam because it's headache-making from the strap ... but ... the action cam in the midst of all those lasers could be highly splendiferous. I'll end up gassed but that's ok as the second part is to go for it again when it's dark because then I can go straight for it. The cameras will be set and will only need to start recording. The lyrics from some previous maundering are near what I want them to be. The audio seems good but maybe one more test to be sure.
Note: apparently splendiferous is really a word. Who knew.
So that seems the general plan: do a somewhat dry run during daylight hours, cool back out again, and try it again in darkness and lasers.
The ideal would be to shoot the video outside on the porch but it's likely getting too cold for it now. The storm sucked the heat out of the place and I noticed Tennessee lucks out because the storm splits in two pieces and goes around Tennessee as it heads northwest.
(Ed: what does Yevette think of the idea?)
Well, she doesn't precisely know about it.
(Ed: she does now)
Good point.
She would get off on it. The biggest problem with being broke is it's boring. Doing something insane like that would not freak her at all. The guys across the street call out, 'hey, neighbor' now and it's cool. These guys look total bad-ass and I'm sure they are but when we're all clear no-one will call cops and it stays man-to-man, it's all 'hey, neighbor' after that. He was telling me, 'yeah, we're good people' and I know it's true. Down here we have rules. Man-to-man, no cops. Stay inside those rules and it's all good. wtf, it ain't that hard.
The setup and teardown is the hard part because, I tell you flat, I can't do it. This will take some serious muscle. It's not for the musical kit but rather the lights and lasers on the rack. Taking them off and remounting them would be a nightmare. All of them are cabled logically to each other and there's a super-long power strip on the rack to which all of them are plugged for power.
No telling what comes of that and the general plan today remains the same.
For example, Obama always speaks in a politically-correct, socially-acceptable way and yet makes satanic deals with Republicans to bomb one country after the other.
If someone is charming you, he is probably trying to steal something.
Political correctness is the enemy and the people who would change my coarseness are the foot soldiers. To them we say, piss off and eat lizards.
Most likely the foot soldiers for political correctness have gone by now. The homophobia slams are what piss me off because they're not real and it's just some asshole pretending to be a victim. The actual problem is the person is bored senseless and has nothing better to do than get shit-faced drunk and cause problems.
The actual situation here is bad and getting worse. We don't need any victim stuff, only a status report. Something I have learned about music is that's what you will hear when you can't play anymore. Therefore, "The End of the World in Fort Worth" has to absolutely kick ass because the likelihood of recording more stuff like that is not high. It's also imperative the audience is right as I don't want to hear a hint of chicken clucking in it. That doesn't mean no women but rather no chicken clucking since men do it as much as women.
The general plan today is to try one time when it's light and validate the cameras again. I'm mixed on the action cam because it's headache-making from the strap ... but ... the action cam in the midst of all those lasers could be highly splendiferous. I'll end up gassed but that's ok as the second part is to go for it again when it's dark because then I can go straight for it. The cameras will be set and will only need to start recording. The lyrics from some previous maundering are near what I want them to be. The audio seems good but maybe one more test to be sure.
Note: apparently splendiferous is really a word. Who knew.
So that seems the general plan: do a somewhat dry run during daylight hours, cool back out again, and try it again in darkness and lasers.
The ideal would be to shoot the video outside on the porch but it's likely getting too cold for it now. The storm sucked the heat out of the place and I noticed Tennessee lucks out because the storm splits in two pieces and goes around Tennessee as it heads northwest.
(Ed: what does Yevette think of the idea?)
Well, she doesn't precisely know about it.
(Ed: she does now)
Good point.
She would get off on it. The biggest problem with being broke is it's boring. Doing something insane like that would not freak her at all. The guys across the street call out, 'hey, neighbor' now and it's cool. These guys look total bad-ass and I'm sure they are but when we're all clear no-one will call cops and it stays man-to-man, it's all 'hey, neighbor' after that. He was telling me, 'yeah, we're good people' and I know it's true. Down here we have rules. Man-to-man, no cops. Stay inside those rules and it's all good. wtf, it ain't that hard.
The setup and teardown is the hard part because, I tell you flat, I can't do it. This will take some serious muscle. It's not for the musical kit but rather the lights and lasers on the rack. Taking them off and remounting them would be a nightmare. All of them are cabled logically to each other and there's a super-long power strip on the rack to which all of them are plugged for power.
No telling what comes of that and the general plan today remains the same.
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