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So last nite i went to MOUSE ON MARS with Jessie Belle. I only have one of their CDs. I always liked it. It was great music to listen to while using the computer. Very blippy and bleepy. So they came to 930 Club and I went with Jessie. I cant tell you how amazing it was. They had this drummer that had all these wacko toys. And the bass dude on the left was dancing like there was no tomorrow. This live stuff sounds a lot like how TEMPO TEAM was described to be my Mark. There was another keyboardist off the the right. He seemed more of the straight forward keys kinda guys. It was mega dance party USA. Dancing to German dance stuff it the best. Not that i danced, but i did bop or whatever i do. I did. Pictures up in the portfolio later tonite.

It’s always the best hanging with Jessie Belle. Never understood why we didn’t date. We seem like we’d be great together. In that old people couple, kinda way. She likes good music. She totally knows how to have fun. She’s a looker. She has two dogs. She’s so intuitive with me, it’s sick. She’s more intelligent than she’ll ever know and has some of the bestest hair. But then maybe it’s cos we are so different. Maybe it’s cos we’ve known each other for almost 10 years now. Wow. That sure is weird. She’s a veteran. Can’t believe she’s hung in there this long!

Today was errand day. I woke up pretty early to go to the post office to pick up a certified check that came earlier this week. I misplaced the slip. The fucker gave me trouble. “you know what those slips are for” “no (asshole), tell me” “they are so we can find the package or envelope” “cant you just find it my zip or last name (fuckface)” “no, i’ll go look then” “great, thanks (post office manfuckface)” He comes back with nothing. What a fucker. I hate fuckers. Sorry I couldnt bring in the slip. Sorry I lost it. Sorry I have other things going on in my life other than keeping track of post office slips. Fucker. So I then went to rockville to get a PO Box for the label. That was easy as hell. 23 bucks for 6 months. I even get a key! After that I went to Circuit City to either get a CD Burner or Minidisc. I ended up getting the MiniDisc recorder cos it was a yellowish green and it was so damn little and cute. Plus it’s portable as hell and can be used for so much more shit than a rack mounted cd burner. Then I came home and remixed MONS III. I think I did it. It’s also 60 mins. A little shorter than average. But an acceptable length. I will have many of outtakes to deal with. Maybe even a 7″ with the BOBMONS in the future. FUCK THE POST OFFICE FUCKERS IN POTOMAC. LONG LIVE ROCKVILLE!

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january from workFriday night I went to see Autechre with Addy and his Drama. She was really nice for a drama girl. She seemed to know everyone at 930 Club. She seemed perfect for him. Not really my type, as I told him, but I think she could be really good for him if she stays on target. We’ll see. Autechre was really interesting, but it was really hard to watch two dudes sitting at Macs at the back of the stage. The silly raver kids were there. They definately took away from the show. Their light sticks were more annoying than Elvis from the mid 70s. Ick. Made me wanna shove their E-totin’ light sticks up their “rollin'” asshole. Anyways. I got really antsy at that show, one of the first times at such an interesting band. Funny, how I wanted to actually take pictures there, as well. Oh well. 40 shots of two dudes at computers would look really interesting, I tell you.

Saturday was primarily spent recording with THEBOBGREENE and JOE. This was the first time recording someone other than me in SKYLAB. It was great, cos he brought his own drums and zillions of little child toy intruments. Lots of percussion primarily. Anyways. He layed down a handfull of drums that will eventually become MONS III songs. I did simple micing techiniques. Just two overheads (stereo) and a nice bass drum mic. Oh, and a mic at the far corner for a ‘room’ mic. That mic is always key. Add life to dull recordings all the time. So we did little experimenting, however we did over saturate the bass drum on one track that seemed to make it sound like there was a bass tone attached to the bass drum. Just like a trigger. Very cool sounding. And the last “song” we did was a 20 minute jam almost. THEBOBGREENE layed down a beat from the Casio SK1 hooked up to flangers, wah wahs, and a delay pedal, while I manned the Juno 106 and JOE had the JP-8000. It was mayhem! Then after we layed that all down we upped the levels on the room mics and had a free for-all percussion jam, with every bit of percussion you could imagine. Tambourines. Triangles. Hand drums. Sand Blocks. This “spring” drum. And even a 1-octave xylophone. It was like a hippie jam. Haha. I am very happy that I sorta know what I am doing when it comes to home recording. I guess I learned something in my years of recording on 4-tracks. Nothing will ever beat that old Tascam 424. Ever.

Today I spent the majority of the day laying down overdubs to THEBOBGREENE’s drums. Layed down synth lines to almost every song. And sorta sequenced one bass line with an arpeggiator. Since THEBOBGREENE’s time on drums is very pristeen, I could match the tempos and let it rip. I even got to break out the Theremin for that one too. Very cool sounds are coming my way. Then after recording I got a call from Jessie Belle. She was in town for the long weekend. It’s always great to hear from her. You can always count on her to keep in touch. So we went out to dinner at the CORNER BAKERY in Bethesda and then saw MEMENTO. This movie was litterally done backwards. It was really interesting to see it done that way. I little confusing and lots questions, but still an interesting concept. Anyways. Afterwards we went to a bar. The Four P’s. That was the place my sister used to go during and after college. Bizzare. I can’t remember the last time I just went to a bar to get a drink with out seeing a band. It’s always so fun with Jessie Belle. She’s one of those girls that if everything is going wrong she’ll make it better. Not sure how, but she has that power if she knows it or not. It’s a wonderful “safe” feeling, that no one else i’ve met gives to me. Plus my parents love her like their own. My mother said today “Jessie Belle would give me grandkids” – As if i’ll never find anyone to settle down with. She does have this slight wish that Jessie Belle and I would settle down together. It’s very cute. It must be the hair. And maybe she knows something I dont. Who knows? Anyways. I am tired and am going to sleep. Oh, and the dude at the bar played Jenny 867-5309. That was cool.

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Last night I went to the Papa Roach show at 930 Club. Around 9.45pm Jamie came to my house. After the 1st Passover Sedar of course. So yeah, he came over at 9.45 and we headed out to the station. There i showed him around a little. It’s a little different at a radio station at night. Much more active during the day. I introduced him to the overnight jock. And introduced him to the prize closet. That he definately liked and all the mints and ear plugs he could handle! Then we took the DC101 van down to the 930 Club. Finally i got to take it down. I was waiting for this for a long time actually. Rule #1: Don’t throw T-shirts to anyone who asks for them from the van while driving.

So Jamie and I finally get to 930 Club with out killing anyone. We walk in hear some band. Who is it? We totally couldnt tell who it was. Then i asked one of the dirty white hat angst ridden high school fool what time this band started. He replied in that sullen way “5 Minutes ago” So it could have been “The” band, but we werent yet sure. Somehow from the very introspective banter from the singer we deducted that it was the Papa Roach. Or “Pee Roach” as they called it. The show it self was very entertaining. Very high energy tunes. A lot of it reminded me of washed out Sabbath tunes. Some of my favorite line from the angst ridden singer were:

“Hate your family!” – that is a good thing to teach a 16 year old angst driven kid

“I want you to watch out for the (BUUUUUUURP) ladies, and no (BURRRRRRRRP) fondling and shit, (BUUUUUUUUUURP), where’s my beer bong?”

“I dont see enough crowd surfing going on out there”

“Where are those lighters?!”

So it was pretty cliche. One thing I noticed were the abundances of ugly ladies. What is it with ugly music comes ugly ladies. I love my indie rock with all the tight looking ladies. Not sure what it is. There is something about a spandex clad typically overweight lady that makes me ill. Of course she’s always sweaty and singing along to the music. Holding her beer up like god is in front of her. What idols we have these days? Regardless of the scene and crowd, the show itself was very good. Lots of engery and movement. Something you dont see at shows anymore. The band was very excited to play and very excited to put on a good show. Something I wish all the indie rock bands would adopt.

And of course on the way home, what did we find. “Dude, any Tshirts in there?!” Of course he was borderline white trash, and prolly nicknamed “Bubba” I love it. Those people never cease to amaze me. Rock on. And no Pee Roach didn’t cover Closing Time which I wished they did. Instead they did a nice Faith No More cover that no one knew was a cover except for the fact they announced it.