Not even a clever name
There’s life 🧬..
Then there’s easy living..
Imma mix em together, and have perfect existence..
“Then I’ll be dead, the ultimate high…”-Denis Leary
I’m gonna play guitar tonight..
Hot shower, bowl of cereal 🥣, cup of coffee…
Headphones…
It’s Sony studio monitors if I feel like going over the ear..
If I feel like going in ear, it’s Mackie monitors with multiple drivers..
I forget how many..
They both sound good…
So far everything I’ve been recording has been direct,
No amping or mic’ing..
So..
Got to get on that..
I was looking at a pedal that is a hum destroyer for your pedal board, but it’s like 450 bucks and I just don’t want to pay that anymore..
It’s like you have to pay 450 bucks just to get all the noise out of your signal chain.
The gigrig helps immensely, only utilizing individual loops at the same time…
But still…
It must be perfect.
That’s the only way that anyone will ever like me, and therefore, will I feel value..
Value.
Validation.
Some other chump telling that you’re worth something..
An underpinning rule of nature..
I hate it.
The psyche.
Can’t we just BE ?
Can we not just exist?
Smash a bowl of cereal and throw back a cup of coffee, strum and twiddle to your heart’s content…
It doesn’t sound like a sin, not when I say it
dawn 