Señor Grumblecakes (jervo) wrote,
Señor Grumblecakes

1. Tonight I am determined to make Pro Tools work. At the very least, I am determined to record 30 seconds of guitar and make sure that (a) I can hear it and it sounds like guitar and (b) I can then use some of the shitty throw-in plugins and make it sound better.

2. I stayed home from work yesterday; I thought I'd caught what Kath had (which is apparently strep throat), but all I had was a scratchy throat which was gone after an hour or so. I was productive - I got my amp back from the rehearsal space, which means that all that's left of official Good Evening business is for me to collect my share of our savings - my share is approximately $300 or so, which would certainly help pay for all the equipment I bought last week.

3. I've started to really get into the most recent Appleseed Cast album. It had gotten some pretty encouraging reviews, and I'd sorta liked enough of the 30-second samples on iTunes to buy it, but I don't think I'd listened the whole way through. Yesterday one of the songs I'd yet to hear popped up on my iPod, and it totally blew me away, and so I've been listening to it all day and it's really quite good. It's not the landmark that Low Level Owl was, but then again, LLO had a lot of filler, and it got more than a little unbearably pretentious at times. Peregrine feels a lot more cohesive.

4. Sorry, Met fans. That was an amazing catch by Chavez, though, for what it's worth. My brother is fuming mad today; his first words to me over IM were: "strike three LOOKING?" In any event, I'm saying Tigers in 5 - the full week off might fuck with them for a game, but they're gonna steamroll over St. Louis.

5. I've gotta see "The Departed", and I've gotta see "The Prestige." That is all.
Tags: baseball, good evening, home recording, movies, music

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