So, it’s time for an update. It’s been a long time since I’ve written an entry that resembles anything like an actual journal entry. It’s late, I’m wide awake, and I get to sleep in tomorrow, so why not?
For the last few weeks I’ve been at recording school in Chillicothe, a small town in Ohio that resembles a mountain town just because of its close proximity to the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains. I’ve sucked in an outrageous amount of knowledge so far, and I’ll continue to until April 1st (when it’s over). Today I got to record one of my songs with a makeshift backing band, and it was fucking amazing. The instructor, Jeff, made an exception to the no-tape-recording rule for us, and we got to record on the 2-inch machine. It sounds unbelievable. Being here has made me realize I’m an analog guy. Don’t get me wrong, I love digital recording (especially for it’s low cost), but I will always choose analog from now on if I have the choice.
Being here has intensely reinforced my desire to do music for a living. I have never, ever felt more in my element in my entire life. Something about being in the studio just feels undeniably right to me. It took me only two takes to record my parts. I almost feel more comfortable playing in the studio than I do in my own place.
I’ve thought about it, and I could do other things if I wanted to. I’ve started so many things, so many hobbies and projects, but music is the only thing I see all the way through every time. I have a bunch of unfinished theories I’ve written on individualist anarchism and non-voting. I have a bunch of unfinished short stories. If I felt like dedicating the money and time to it, I could become a decent racing mechanic. I’ve modified my car myself. I used to do graphic design and web design. I used to edit video (and well, at that). I used to be a sponsored skateboarder. But the only thing that has held my interest my whole life is music. It never gets old for me. It’s the only thing I can get lost in.
