I am suffering from 'too much life' at the moment... I have inconsistant internet usage due to trying to transfer my world from the old PC to the new PC, I haven't checked my email in about three weeks, I'm getting ready to go touring with a band that's in the chaotic process of finishing up an album, my kid's being lazy at school, I'm thinking about possibly moving out of this apartment and swimming through my after-holiday financial crisis and I've been far too interested in overtime at my actual paying job to bother thinking about free photography favors.
(Wow... did I just say that out loud finally? Well, it's the honest truth, and is why I never claim that I am trying to "make it" as a photographer, why I don't accept every offer that comes through, and why I don't charge. If I charged, I would be obligated to crank out photos within a reasonable period of time. Now, I love photography, but if I wanted to do it for a living, I would need to quit my career first. I simply don't have the time.)
To anyone, including some of my new friends who are waiting on free photos: you're just going to have to wait. I can't even keep up with my family's requests.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Available 3/1/09
I love the Nerd Parade, and I'm not just saying that because the band is made up of my husband and (for all practical purposes) my in-laws. No, I don't blow sunshine up anyone's arse unless I actually mean it, and today, I do.
One of the awesome things about being married to the bass player in a band recording the follow-up to their first album is the incredible amount of rough demos and madness I get to listen to on a regular basis. Then there are nights like last night, when the first six near-completed songs materialize in my living room through the magic of mixing sessions and the Internet. And that's when we all lie back with our eyes closed, our ears uncovered, and our minds open... and listen.
I could talk all day about how these songs are just incredible and nobody makes music like this, break them down individually and blah blah blah... While it would all be true, I'll leave that task to the more noteworthy reviewers who will no doubt have their opinions plastered all over the new NP website when the proper time comes. For my own part, having listened to countless hours of music created by Randy over the years, I can confidently say that this new batch contains some of the best and most versatile rock songs he's ever written.
Much moreso than A Delicate Bashing, each track on The Span of a Life stands proudly on its own two feet as well as contributing to the general whole. As happened with "Resolution Day" on the last album, one of the very last tracks to be added to Span has become the instant favorite of nearly all listeners, and goes by the moniker of "Dead Air and Denial." If we are very good little girls and boys, perhaps the rumour that "DA&D" will be released as the first single will come true, and maybe, just maybe, it will be available on the band's Facebook and/or MySpace before this week is out? (HINT HINT, ya'll)
Personally, the thing that strikes me the most about Span is the transitioning between songs. For the listener who knows something about music, the individual tracks blend so seamlessly into each other that it almost defies imagination. (You'll have to hear it all to see what I mean.) Between tracks 5 and 6, I looked over at Richie, and he had this look on his face that I'm sure I shared when I remarked, "He really is a genius, you know."
The Span of a Life - coming Sunday, March 1, 2009
http://www.thenerdparade.com/
One of the awesome things about being married to the bass player in a band recording the follow-up to their first album is the incredible amount of rough demos and madness I get to listen to on a regular basis. Then there are nights like last night, when the first six near-completed songs materialize in my living room through the magic of mixing sessions and the Internet. And that's when we all lie back with our eyes closed, our ears uncovered, and our minds open... and listen.
I could talk all day about how these songs are just incredible and nobody makes music like this, break them down individually and blah blah blah... While it would all be true, I'll leave that task to the more noteworthy reviewers who will no doubt have their opinions plastered all over the new NP website when the proper time comes. For my own part, having listened to countless hours of music created by Randy over the years, I can confidently say that this new batch contains some of the best and most versatile rock songs he's ever written.
Much moreso than A Delicate Bashing, each track on The Span of a Life stands proudly on its own two feet as well as contributing to the general whole. As happened with "Resolution Day" on the last album, one of the very last tracks to be added to Span has become the instant favorite of nearly all listeners, and goes by the moniker of "Dead Air and Denial." If we are very good little girls and boys, perhaps the rumour that "DA&D" will be released as the first single will come true, and maybe, just maybe, it will be available on the band's Facebook and/or MySpace before this week is out? (HINT HINT, ya'll)
Personally, the thing that strikes me the most about Span is the transitioning between songs. For the listener who knows something about music, the individual tracks blend so seamlessly into each other that it almost defies imagination. (You'll have to hear it all to see what I mean.) Between tracks 5 and 6, I looked over at Richie, and he had this look on his face that I'm sure I shared when I remarked, "He really is a genius, you know."
The Span of a Life - coming Sunday, March 1, 2009
http://www.thenerdparade.com/
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
The Best Things About Birthdays
Homemade birthday cards from children.
People who care enough to leave voicemail on dysfunctional cell phones that don't always ring.
Relatives who solve crises without even knowing it.
People who care enough to email you in the place you always are, even if you aren't there.
Long-lost buddies who turn up out of the blue.
Birthday presents you can drink out of. =D
People who love you enough to happily accept a long payment plan.
Damn fine day if you ask me.
People who care enough to leave voicemail on dysfunctional cell phones that don't always ring.
Relatives who solve crises without even knowing it.
People who care enough to email you in the place you always are, even if you aren't there.
Long-lost buddies who turn up out of the blue.
Birthday presents you can drink out of. =D
People who love you enough to happily accept a long payment plan.
Damn fine day if you ask me.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
phoenix
red and gold streams into the night
from old to young and back again
the dust that set the night alight
before the age of man
one more time to fly along
one last bitter ray of sunshine
until the night comes closing in
we say goodbye till next time
in a flash of gold and wine
to ride a wind
that’s bound in chains
the rising of the morning sun
to turn the ashes warm again
one sound to hear sweet music from afar
a light is born just for today
the coming of the world
to reach into one heaven
and retrieve a falling star
that spreads its wings
red and gold streams into the night
from young to old and back again
a flame that sets the night alight
inside the dreams of men
a new day dawns to fly along
a newborn ray of sunshine
until the night comes closing in
we say hello till next time
in a flash of gold and wine
to ride the wind
that’s bound for change
from old to young and back again
the dust that set the night alight
before the age of man
one more time to fly along
one last bitter ray of sunshine
until the night comes closing in
we say goodbye till next time
in a flash of gold and wine
to ride a wind
that’s bound in chains
the rising of the morning sun
to turn the ashes warm again
one sound to hear sweet music from afar
a light is born just for today
the coming of the world
to reach into one heaven
and retrieve a falling star
that spreads its wings
red and gold streams into the night
from young to old and back again
a flame that sets the night alight
inside the dreams of men
a new day dawns to fly along
a newborn ray of sunshine
until the night comes closing in
we say hello till next time
in a flash of gold and wine
to ride the wind
that’s bound for change
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