Nothing...Music

I had wanted to start this week with a forum on music recording. Talk a little about what I've been up to in the studio and what music I been writing. I have a converted tool shed off the far end of the mobile home where I keep my computer and studio equipment so they don't get underfoot when your pacing the trailer at two a.m. trying to get the little one to fall back asleep. Unfortunately the computer problems I have been having as of late haven't allowed me to do this. I have been spending far too much time on the technical aspect of my life and far to little on artistic endeavors.

I have found it's not enough to just keep ranting about my troubles with the vengeful god in Redmond. True, without him I would not be having these problems, but he has given me the fruit and now I will forever need to quench my hunger with it.

I have been through all the stages: denial, anger, beer, VH1 behind the music, more beer, shopping.

To tell the truth my problems add up to very little, (except excessive use of the john) when compared to anything outside of my sphere. This is not a liver transplant, an end to war, gene therapy research or even the fixed outcome of the last presidential election.

This is just me wining about this and that, feeling sorry for myself in the fact that I can't get my PCI card to jibe with my new motherboard. Yea, it's a little pathetic, but sometimes a little small world pathos keeps the worlds bigger problems from kicking your ass.

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