Yes, it’s been almost a week since I’ve posted. Music is a cruel taskmistress, and even crueler when she’s in the employ of a limited-time project, like the RPM Challenge that I talk about so much. If I didn’t have my headphones off so I could watch Lost right now, I probably wouldn’t even be posting now.
No, it’s not that I’m composing that much music, but actually avoiding doing the work is very time-consuming in itself.
Also, there are auxiliary tasks associated with the challenge that are very tempting too. There’s the message boards, and the challenge profile blogs, the whole community thing. Plus, everybody’s posting pictures of their equipment and their bandmates and their album covers — seriously — so, you know how peer pressure is …
And then the system periodically puts random pictures in a horizontal scroll along the bottoms of certain pages, and here’s a scroll with the first one I posted:
Mine’s the one of the far right, with the musical animatronic dolls on top of my wife’s mixer.
The joke’s on them: I’m not actually using the mixer, nor the Boss BR900CD (I think that’s the right model number) that I’ve shown here previously.
Anyway: It’s a wonderful thing being a part of this one-month community. There’s a certain panicky kind of camaradarie when 3000 people under a time crunch face almost certain public embarassment.
But enough of this idle, nonproductive nonmusical chitchat; Lost is almost over, and I’ve got to get back to punching squares into a grid and calling it music.
I haven’t uploaded anything in a couple of days, but this last one, the third one, kind of rocks, as best I can remember at this point.
Yes, yes, it’s only the third song, with 8 days left to go. But I’ve got more material simmering on the back burner, I just have to get it in the boat and knock it on the head, then get it across the finish line.
Hey, what do you want, consistent metaphors, or MUSIC??
And yes, this is another song heavy on the Hammond Soul organ, plus it’s yet another instrumental. But this time there’s an “acid guitar” solo to mix things up.
It’s kind of an old, old, old skool rock, early 60’s, sort of Wild Weekend meets Green Onions meets Telstar meets none of those things.
Aw crap, JUST GO LISTEN TO THE DAMN THING.
Oh wait, you can’t, because I’m not posting the link yet.
Just let me know if you want the link, either in comments or email.
Meanwhile, I have to get back to my stuff on the stove.
You know, the stove on the boat, down by the track meet.