I just finished up this track that I have been working on for a really long time, which is a departure frommy standard method of working. Normally I finish a song in less than a day with either a nap or a nights sleep in the middle. I also changed up my working methods just a little bit, completing this track entirely in reason, instead of using my demo copy of live to arrange. It is a bit of totally synthesized dark techno / downtempo stuff called If I could only remember what I wanted. I hope you all enjoy it, I like it quite a bit and it is probably the closest to approaching the monolake sound that I have been trying to achieve in my recent stuff. I came up with the title on a whim, but I think that it describes my a.d.d. pretty well.

I am rapidly approaching the second self imposed deadline in this blogging competition/support group pact that I have entered into with eli and billy (my friends and roommates from college and beyond). As such, I am going to throw down the gauntlet and just vomit out whatever random crap is necessary to get rolling. My prior blog was a moderate success, but it never got to where it was really supposed to. It may have been the presence of implied rules that were setup before the first post was ever made.

After some friendly groupblogging/shoutboarding (for those who are interested, the board it was conceptually based on) that I have been doing with my friends, I am starting to feel more comforatable with just keeping this blog as YASOC (yet another stream of conciousness). A large part of the reason that I am starting this blog is due to internet pressure. If nothing else it will give me another place to jam my half finished projects, and perhaps garner larger user tests than my last project which had a test group of one.

There were some implied rules to the pact that I am not going to go into here, the important thing to take away from this post is that I have another feed that you may want to add into your feedreader. Unless you are one of the other people involved in the pact, in which case, I am letting you know that I am ignoring the implied rules from here on in.

I remember the first time that I heard techno music. I was in the back seat of my parents car on the way to a family event at my grandmothers house in north carolina. Any car that I could tell a story about would be my parent's car, but that is a different story for a different night. The reason that we were traveling to north carolina was a christmas party. The objectives of one of the games at the party was to guess how late my family would be.

Because it was a christmas party we were packed in the car with all kinds of gifts. Part of the journey had been spent with the lights on, because we needed the light to wrap the presents with. When the radio started playing techno the lights were off. It might not have been techno, it could have just been an electronic phenomena, waves canceling out waves. There was a beat there, and I begged my parents to leave it on.

I remember the beats going on forever, my parents would change the station and I would ask them to change it back, and the clicking would still be there. My mother claimed that the sound was designed to induce a trance, that perhaps it was used in cults to brainwash people. I listened as long as I could. I wanted to hear the beat change.

last night I went with my roommate billy to get rid of a trashcan that the garbage men had not been emptying. The cops rolled up just as we were tipping it into the dumpster outside of his office and informed us that we were "stealing services". Later on, while coming home from the bar, I decided I wanted some donuts. the store that I went to had those same cops in it! I said, "do you have any donuts?", and the attendent said "you will have to wait until 4 or 5 am"

today I went through the motions of the first drunken conversation that I generally have with a person. family mental health history, drug usage, big plans. I suppose that it always ends up at the big plans stage.

(1) Today I went out for a coupla' drinks with my boss, and we ended up talking about the basics...
(2) or at least I did, covered the mental health of my family, my drug use family, and my large plans.
(3) [me sitting with my 3rd glass of beer (dark)]
(4) she offered me to trade a painting for theknowledgeoftheweb.
(5) I told her about my emo ass comics...
(6) ...