In short…

I’ve decided to listen to EVERYTHING on my iTunes. It sounds hellishly dramatic, and in some ways it is, particularly this first 10 minutes or so. Why? Because I’ve decided to listen to it from smallest file to largest - which means I’m currently privy to bursts of introductory drumbeats interspersed with short vocal pieces, comedy skits and John Lennon quotes. I know eventually it’ll become punk songs a minute long, followed by those new wave sellouts who could play for two, the perfect three-minute pop songs, the post-45″ four, the rock five, metal six, prog-rock seven, eight, nine and beyond, then a few days.. weeks… later the epic classics, followed by the full-album-downloads-noone-ever-bothered-to-cut-up and then wrongly miscast Lost fan podcasts on how Faraday will change the future I haven’t deleted by then. 

Provided I go through with this insane plan.

It’s Mothers’ Day tomorrow/today. Tariqa hates surprises, so I bought her a dress she indicated she would like, and it arrived a day or two ago with an outdated, yet impressive price tag in the triple digits. We’ve kept up this ludicrous facede it’s actually the cross trainer I bought a day or two ago, which actually cost triple digits, which is the kind of thing I’m buying cause we have all this space to fill in the new place. 

After 15 minutes of listening to my iTunes from smallest file to largest, I’m a little disturbed that I’ve heard the Who sing how worried they are little Tommy is going to be staying with paedophile Uncle Ernie three times already. Do the Faraday and tell him not to go, already!

My cross trainer hasn’t arrived yet, so despite shaving completely yesterday, I still don’t get ID-d at the supermarket. 

Next week my new, music/tech blog goes live on 3news.co.nz.  It’s called ‘Eight Track Mind’. I’ll link when it arrives.

B Sides, if they’re still called that…

Here’s a track from the Battletech sessions that isn’t going to be on one of the albums - calling it a ‘b-side’, ’cause that’s what it would have been in the old days. Can download for free at 128k if you want, as usual. It’s called ‘Broken Windows’, and you can conjecture what it’s about all you like - I wrote most of it 11 years ago, rewrote it a few months ago after a few wines and have no idea really. 

Last night after a few wines and an hour or two of recoring the note ‘E’ in a droning fashion for another song (it’s the kind of thing the song needs, but you have to be a few wines down to bother doing it), I went to bed but couldn’t work out where this shifting, changing grinding sound like a chainsaw, or circular saw, or some other kind of mechanised saw was coming from. It was loud, and sounded as if someone had decided to home renovations at 3am on a Sunday.

Tariqa found the source of the racket - my battery powered toothbrush had fallen into a bucket whilst on, and the vibrations were being amplified quite literally through the bathroom floor.

Weird!