Post by EvilRocker on Jan 18, 2004 1:10:32 GMT -5
STUDIO DIARY #17 (August 11 - 17, 2000)
Friday 12th Aug
Butch is busy with some drum programming on "Use Me" so we're all busy twiddling our thumbs. I'm thinking of going back to the hotel, crawling into bed and reading my new book "The Night Inspector".
Thank you to Tymon for the absolutely BEAUTIFUL yellow roses. That was a totally unnecessary gesture!! Please don't spend your money on me. It makes me uncomfortable.
However I WILL try not to be sad.
And they ARE beautiful.
Saturday 13th
Mmmm......I'm in HEAVEN. I'm having sushi for lunch. It's DIVINE.
Puts me in a good place to work.
I'm having a weird time with my lyrics. It's so hard to commit to them. To actually firmly decide upon which words I'm going to use on the final version of each song. On this record it seems like I have a variety of options on the direction of each one. (Unlike the songs on our previous two cd's which seemed to dictate their own path.) And then to make matters worse, even once I have committed myself to one particular line of thought or direction, I stumble upon an abundance of words or complete lines I desperately want to include only to discover that I am unable to, due to the length or the structure of the music. I have to work out what I want to say in the most economical fashion possible using the most attractive words I can find. Then I just have to dump the leftovers. It's a strange process.
Then again....there are some words that just come down from the ether in their entirety and dump themselves in my lap. These are my favourite ones............the ones I don't even have to think about.
Sunday 14th
Day off.
Monday 15th
I saw an amazing movie last night. An Iranian movie called "The Colour of Paradise". The cinematography looked so utterly beautiful it actually caught my breath.
Word of warning for anyone thinking of checking it out: I cried at least twice so bring a wee packet of Kleenex with you.
Work in the studio is practically nonexistent due to the complete absence of my hung-over bandmates. The Hack 'n Slash golf tournament was being held here yesterday in Madison and I do believe the carousing went on into the wee small hours of the morning.
Tut tut tut..........
Got another movie offer in today that I'm kind of interested in. I somehow can't actually believe that a geek like me could possibly be in a movie but there you have it. Strange and wonderful things DO happen to the unlikeliest of people.
Knowing my luck however, the offer will be retracted the second I express my interest!!!!!!
Ha ha ha......
Tuesday 16th
I feel like I'm going to BURST with indignance over the Russian Sub situation. I am utterly horrified at the thought of 130 men trapped at the bottom of the sea facing imminent DEATH and the Russian Authorities won't allow the British or USA Navy to intervene.
What the FUCK is THAT all about? It makes me so bloody angry. Preserving bureaucratic self-interest seems once again to be more important than saving lives. It's as good as murder. It's DISGUSTING. It makes me ASHAMED to be a human being in a so called civilized society.
Shame on us all.
Of course I suspect there has probably been some hideous Nuclear leak that the Russians are trying to keep under wraps from the rest of the world. It's the only reason I can think of that makes any real sense as to why they won't accept international help towards some kind of a rescue attempt.
It's truly sickening. It makes me sick to my stomach.
And it's so ghastly how the whole event is taking place right in our living rooms on our TV screens. We're all detached like we're watching a goddamn movie.
Wednesday 16th
Good news: There is hope for humanity afterall!!!!!!!!! I heard on the radio that the Russians are finally asking for international help in an attempt to rescue their sailors. Oh please let the rescue begin. Let it be successful. On another sad note, I watched Clinton's Farewell speech in Los Angeles at the Democratic National Convention the other night and found it to be rather moving and heartfelt if the truth be told. I have a soft spot for old Bill. I'll miss him.
I do believe he means well.
Anyway..........to matters at hand! Held a short interview with Rolling Stone this afternoon on the subject of John Lennon. Didn't feel like I did my subject justice in the slightest. Couldn't seem to articulate myself clearly for some reason. I guess it's difficult to put into words something that you perceive viscerally. Know what I mean?
I mean....how can you put into words why your heart gravitates towards the soul of one person over another?
PS: It's the 16th of August!!! Remember Elvis. RIP.
Thursday 17th
Worked on some rough (VERY ROUGH) mixes today for our own reference which included:
Begging Bowl
Shut Your Mouth
Use me
Over a Cup of Coffee
Walking on Shells
Silence is Golden
So like a Rose.
They're all beginning to take on some serious shape which is an exciting realisation.
Friday 12th Aug
Butch is busy with some drum programming on "Use Me" so we're all busy twiddling our thumbs. I'm thinking of going back to the hotel, crawling into bed and reading my new book "The Night Inspector".
Thank you to Tymon for the absolutely BEAUTIFUL yellow roses. That was a totally unnecessary gesture!! Please don't spend your money on me. It makes me uncomfortable.
However I WILL try not to be sad.
And they ARE beautiful.
Saturday 13th
Mmmm......I'm in HEAVEN. I'm having sushi for lunch. It's DIVINE.
Puts me in a good place to work.
I'm having a weird time with my lyrics. It's so hard to commit to them. To actually firmly decide upon which words I'm going to use on the final version of each song. On this record it seems like I have a variety of options on the direction of each one. (Unlike the songs on our previous two cd's which seemed to dictate their own path.) And then to make matters worse, even once I have committed myself to one particular line of thought or direction, I stumble upon an abundance of words or complete lines I desperately want to include only to discover that I am unable to, due to the length or the structure of the music. I have to work out what I want to say in the most economical fashion possible using the most attractive words I can find. Then I just have to dump the leftovers. It's a strange process.
Then again....there are some words that just come down from the ether in their entirety and dump themselves in my lap. These are my favourite ones............the ones I don't even have to think about.
Sunday 14th
Day off.
Monday 15th
I saw an amazing movie last night. An Iranian movie called "The Colour of Paradise". The cinematography looked so utterly beautiful it actually caught my breath.
Word of warning for anyone thinking of checking it out: I cried at least twice so bring a wee packet of Kleenex with you.
Work in the studio is practically nonexistent due to the complete absence of my hung-over bandmates. The Hack 'n Slash golf tournament was being held here yesterday in Madison and I do believe the carousing went on into the wee small hours of the morning.
Tut tut tut..........
Got another movie offer in today that I'm kind of interested in. I somehow can't actually believe that a geek like me could possibly be in a movie but there you have it. Strange and wonderful things DO happen to the unlikeliest of people.
Knowing my luck however, the offer will be retracted the second I express my interest!!!!!!
Ha ha ha......
Tuesday 16th
I feel like I'm going to BURST with indignance over the Russian Sub situation. I am utterly horrified at the thought of 130 men trapped at the bottom of the sea facing imminent DEATH and the Russian Authorities won't allow the British or USA Navy to intervene.
What the FUCK is THAT all about? It makes me so bloody angry. Preserving bureaucratic self-interest seems once again to be more important than saving lives. It's as good as murder. It's DISGUSTING. It makes me ASHAMED to be a human being in a so called civilized society.
Shame on us all.
Of course I suspect there has probably been some hideous Nuclear leak that the Russians are trying to keep under wraps from the rest of the world. It's the only reason I can think of that makes any real sense as to why they won't accept international help towards some kind of a rescue attempt.
It's truly sickening. It makes me sick to my stomach.
And it's so ghastly how the whole event is taking place right in our living rooms on our TV screens. We're all detached like we're watching a goddamn movie.
Wednesday 16th
Good news: There is hope for humanity afterall!!!!!!!!! I heard on the radio that the Russians are finally asking for international help in an attempt to rescue their sailors. Oh please let the rescue begin. Let it be successful. On another sad note, I watched Clinton's Farewell speech in Los Angeles at the Democratic National Convention the other night and found it to be rather moving and heartfelt if the truth be told. I have a soft spot for old Bill. I'll miss him.
I do believe he means well.
Anyway..........to matters at hand! Held a short interview with Rolling Stone this afternoon on the subject of John Lennon. Didn't feel like I did my subject justice in the slightest. Couldn't seem to articulate myself clearly for some reason. I guess it's difficult to put into words something that you perceive viscerally. Know what I mean?
I mean....how can you put into words why your heart gravitates towards the soul of one person over another?
PS: It's the 16th of August!!! Remember Elvis. RIP.
Thursday 17th
Worked on some rough (VERY ROUGH) mixes today for our own reference which included:
Begging Bowl
Shut Your Mouth
Use me
Over a Cup of Coffee
Walking on Shells
Silence is Golden
So like a Rose.
They're all beginning to take on some serious shape which is an exciting realisation.