Telling Truth with Lies

So a few minutes ago I turned on my microphone and picked a few fingering patterns on the guitar, hit record, and starting singing. And then I decided to post it here and continue to post subsequent refinements of the song. But I don't know how to post a audio file on my blog, anyone? If you know how, or know where to find out how then let me know.

Beer and a Movie

I have spent the night at home.

Once I put the movie in my computer I settled back and began to watch. This movie just kind of caught my eye the last few times I ventured through the movie store. I neglected it, but I finally decided it was time, I'm like that sometimes. After initially reading the back of the box during my first encounter I decided that I needed something lighter. And the next time I just glanced at it. But I this time I new I needed to watch it.

It was the same with the beer. I had actually bought it a while ago. The night I bought it I was watching my bosses dog. I walked into Sprout's and I purchased three beers. Two IPAs and this one mondo red ale, just to mix it up. Ever since it has been waiting patiently in my fridge. The beer itself interested me, yet I never popped the top. But tonight while I was taking a break from the movie to make some popcorn I opened the icebox and I knew that the two were destined to be together.

They both possess similar qualities. The beer itself was born in California, and so was the movie. Part of the movie takes place there too, and I believe most of it was shot there as well. They both contain a pretty girl; the beer has one on the label, and the movie has Zooey Deschanel. The two also contain some hint of pain. Lucky thirteen is a red ale, and like Arrogant Bastard it is bitter, but not as much as AB. The movie is about a boy who is trying to find his estranged half-brother who is 18 yrs his senior, to tell him that their mother had died 8 and 1/2 months earlier of lung cancer. The boy, Mercer, steals a car to propel his journey, and is somehow caught into a phone relationship with the owner of the car.

With that, I would suggest both this beer and this movie. Maybe you could even enjoy them together like I did.

I just finished voting.

It is done.

On Music: Confusion and Inspiration

This evening has been spent in my room. Beginning with the watching of a few episodes of various television shows, a little presidential debate, and of currently John Mayer:Live in Los Angeles. Within the same span of time I have consumed: half a portabella mushroom sandwich, a salad, a green tea, and of course a bowl of ice cream. I've also been exploring the web occasionally and play my guitar.

On Inspiration:

Right now I'm in the middle of writing a couple of songs. One I've been working on for a few weeks, and the second just began last night. And as of current I have written about the same amount on both. I have recently become very meticulous while writing songs. And on occasion that equals long lengths of time between starting and finishing. In my opinion this is a result of my desire to write better songs, and to advance my self as a lyricist. Often I've felt that my lyrics were just written to quickly, and though they sometimes hold deep meaning to me, could have been explored more and bettered the outcome.

One might suggest going back and re-writing them, but I'm not writing a book, or revising one, I am moving on and exploring the parameters of my songwriting. The way that I write consist of varying amounts of biography, random conversations, and things that I've seen and heard via the music I consume and the things I watch.

(pause in blogging. I just watched Mr. Mayer play a solo w/ the Trio and I crapt myself in amazement!)

Now on to the confusion:

This evening has also involved a little brainstorming of where I should look for gigs, and also searching craigslist. Since I want to improve at playing live I need to start playing live on a very consistent basis. Part of me really wants to find a drummer and get a band started and increase the flow between myself and other musicians. But the other part of me feels like I will never find a drummer and therefore should at least play in the meantime. I just plain love playing music and doing it alone is great, but bouncing music off of others is refreshing. Working with other people can give immediate response to something I've been working on; where as just playing in front of people tells me nothing because they are busy eating food, or conversating with their surroundings.

I'm assuming that if you read this whole thing it might be muddled. And frankly I didn't go back and rearrange it or edit it or anything. The reality is that my mind is muddled just like the words I wrote here tonight:) Well I'm going get my sleep on. And check my MYSPACE cuz I think I lined up a gig for this weekend, so come see it and give me feedback...Oh and if I make any money this weekend I will be buying a mic to record everything I've written lately and a few that I want to keep playing, and then put them up on MYSPACE.