In the band that died (thats the second one) I brought one song to the table. It seemed to gain a reputation as a song that many enjoyed playing the most. It's been half recorded for months. On Saturday morning, one former bandmate asked where it was. This was followed by another.
Why did it take this to finally get me to sit up and get on with it? Peer pressure I guess. Working on this consumed much of my weekend, but it was very enjoyable and for once i'm pretty happy with the result..
Note i said pretty happy. I have about 4 notes to self in my head, and I must figure out why I can't get my backing vocals to sound any good because I know from live practices that my voice can be reasonable. As for the lead vocals they're great but I can't help feeling I could do them a bit more justice if I understood compression slightly better. All this is killing my March song, which still doesn't exist. Maybe i'll try a quick short one - set myself a time challenge.
This week in barely considering personal goals, on the easy side:
1. Food and drink wagon is fine now.
2. Poker - I've lost pretty much all of it now. 1 a day remains.
3. Another fine week of films including American Gangster - good stuff.
4. Not been anywhere amazing that would require the camera.
5. I bought yet another work shirt. I can now do a full week in respectable clothes.
6. Tried to get an apartment viewing. Didn't call me back. If I can find one, JUST ONE FUCKING business of ANY KIND, ANYWHERE in the WORLD that calls me back when they say they will.. Excuse me, but pretty much nothing makes me want to stab and kill clueless Chief Execs more than this.
Side note - a few weeks ago at work I mentioned that i'd like to create a business that interfaces between the average joe and any third party, removing the pain of not being called back, involving as much of a technical solution as possible (I recall saying "hold for the president style"). Not 24 hours later I was informed by a podcast (might have been TWIT, Gillmor Gang - can't remember, everyone's appearing on each others shows the last few weeks) that Kevin Rose and friends had just had a brainstorming session yielding what sounded to me like the same kind of idea. I quite like the idea that i'm capable of at least conceiving a similar idea to that guy. If he's not made his money yet, pay day can't be far away, and what's more he seems to enjoy what he's doing either way.. Not that I'd claim to know him or anything.
Okay the red mist of customer service once again threw me off. Back now to the other stuff. 7 - still staying in touch. Being very sociable lately. Problem with that would be the side-effects. I can't handle drinking like I used to so why do people suddenly insist on encouraging me? If recording consumed most of my weekend, it was at least partially due to the shortened nature of that weekend.
The harder stuff:
1. We talked about the song. I'm still weirdly optimistic.
2. Work goals still fine. Thanks for asking. 1 or 2 to still meet in the next 2 wks.
3. Rethinking.. I'm just happy that i've managed to go this many weeks without saying that I no longer wish to change jobs, happier to settle. I must really want the change. Rethinking continues. I'm not sure i'm ever really meeting this goal week on week. This, yet again, is why managers like SMART goals.
4. Still swimming, still waiting for some sun to cycle in, after which I will complain about the heat. Still looking for a third activity.
My keyboard is doing a weird repeat thing on some keys....... like dot.... FF for Linux does have a few quirks.......
As you can see, i've managed to shake my funny, demotivated mood. Still kinda aimless, but motivation returned..... Just realised that my singing voice sounds a bit stronger with a fake American accent, but is that a good thing or not?
I'll leave you to ponder that one......
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