Sick, sleepless, and blurry

Pub-cackles and sports television remind me of the world I still don't reside in. 2007 treated me damn well-- I started the new year loaded, in every sense of the word. I still love my family and hate my enemies, more than ever.

Head O' Snare

I finally got to see "Bride Of Chucky" and laughed my ass off. In the meantime, I continue to get fatter on a strict regiment of bad habits. Part of the Catholic punishment/forgiveness idea is that you constantly have to redeem yourself. This was instilled in me at a young age. So I've been paying for comfort food by carrying heavy boxes down flights of stairs. In the end, who really gives a bleep?

TCB

Finally finished the mastering and artwork for the Dead Child album- a very manly blast of music! Bought a painting by Michael O' Bannon while in Louisville (not the one pictured, unfortunately). And we did a photo shoot where I somehow managed to look shorter and uglier than usual. All in all, a productive week!

Krunk Chalice

We sent Brad this pimp chalice for Xmas with the inscription, "CHEEKS". It's a long story...

White monsters

We were all delighted to raise the curtain this morning to view the white ghosts laying in the garden.

Along the crooked snow

There were only a few moments, but they lasted forever.

2008 Final Destruction

Here is my hearth, my fire, my sheepskin, my Birman. Been jamming on the rough mixes and plotting 2008 final-destruction-of-all-things-lame. Yes, I am fat and loaded.

Now you've done it

Finished tracking- now you've unleash the fucking mixing! Voted out keyboards, backing vocals, and dense guitar layers for a more natural and badass approach.

Dahm singing

Got to watch Feist from the stage yesterday. She is supremely talented- and a Dead Child fan as well!

A part of me is bummed that this recording experience is over. But at my age you get used saying goodbye to phases of your life.

Gol-dangit

I came in last.

Poor G!

We had coffee, stopped by the hardware store and then on to the studio. Until this...

Real deal

Knocking it out of the park.

More guitar photos

We tune pretty low so setting up our guitars is a real art. Yesterday Theresa, the Slint guitar tech and repair genius at Guitar Emporium, came by the studio to solve intonation issues. Brad is blowing our minds with his ability to get great sounds quickly and hear exactly what needs to be fixed.

The Greater Reality Is Love

Bass bouncing off the walls, deep and present. I look back on the life we've worked so hard to shape and it's more beautiful than I could ever have imagined.

Torn

Between two possible outcomes, I have sworn allegiance to one.

Recording with Dead Child

Tony finished his drum tracks yesterday and they sound amazing. It took one day of set up and tones, two days of tracking. Brad Wood, our producer, and I have been having a good laugh- very often at "Bolly's" expense!

Saved/spent $100

I saved $100 by moving all these heavy boxes by myself. Filled a cargo van twice. Immediately spent $100 on gas for the van.

Axes Bold As F*ck

The thing is, I can shred on them too.

Finally I'm that guy

I always wondered about the guy that always seemed to luck out. When he wanted something it would suddenly appear out of nowhere, free and legit. I always hated that guy, I was so envious. I always on the opposite end. The guy that expected something to be there only to find out it's completely gone.

Today, I'm happy to say, I'm that guy- the OTHER guy! \m/

Dog-sick

I'm feverish and hungry. It's 2am and there's nothing to eat here but half a bag of potato chips. In New York this wouldn't be a problem but this aint New York! Think I'll just pass out.

EDIT: Managed to find some Jello pudding and a raw potato.