the flurry of activity continues. i haven’t accomplished this much in such a short period of time since…well…it’s been a good few years, at least. it’s sort of like 2002 all over again, only this time it isn’t being used as an emotional chewtoy by the opposite sex that’s driving me, but sulphuric acid. i’ve got it on tap over here. it’s about stinkin’ time i got back on track.
at this rate, that CHICKEN ANGEL thing will be finished within a week or so, and then i’ll just have to get the packaging sorted out. it’s going to have more songs on it than any single-disc album i’ve ever made, so be prepared. a lot of them are pretty short. most of the really tiny songs are being held behind for other things (and a lot of them just haven’t been recorded yet), but there are a few that make too much sense on this album to go anywhere else.
take the one i wrote and recorded today, for example. it’s about forty five seconds long, and features banjo picking that sounds like it belongs at a hoedown nestled alongside…beat-boxing. i can’t say i’ve ever done that before. it’s pretty demented. i keep listening to it and laughing.
i’ve been giving a bit of attention to another one of those neglected and quirky instruments — this toy ukulele i’ve had for a few years but never used on a recording before. the intonation is pretty dodgy, but sometimes a perpetually out-of-tune instrument is the right sound. and sometimes it’s close enough to being in tune that you can even throw some other instruments into the mix without suffering irreparable tonsil damage. assuming you still have tonsils. i don’t, but that doesn’t mean i’m immune; it just means the out-of-tune fungus rats alter their route accordingly and search for someplace else to go.
i had a dream the other night that i was playing a live solo gig at a place that seemed to be phog, and improvising a song on my teisco. for some reason i was standing up while playing (pretty physically difficult for me to do without something to balance certain body parts with, given the way i play) and though the song only had two chords, it got pretty intense. i wonder if that means anything.
in the waking world i’m still not really feeling the whole live performance thing these days. way too much anxiety involved. and if i were going to play anything off of this new album i’m putting together, i think a lot of the songs would be a whole lot less interesting (or at least they would be for me) if you just stripped them down to banjo or guitar. i’d need to put a band together in order to get them across properly, and the chances of that happening are about as good as the chances of al pacino and robert deniro making a good movie again that stretches their acting muscles for a change. i guess righteous kill, with the two of them playing partnered cops, could surprise everyone, but i don’t think the fact that fifty cent is in it is a very good sign.
it would be kind of neat, and amusing, to put together a band that could “ghost perform” the songs — meaning i wouldn’t perform at all, and someone else would be up there singing in the spotlight. but that would be far too much work, and probably not even remotely possible.
i will at least be sharing the cd with more people than usual, because i like where it’s heading so far and i’m in a sharing mood. long live asparagus, and so on.