Zen of Recording
  • El NAMMio

    This month will probably be forever remembered by me as the Summer of the Winter of 2016. To think that a year ago I was surrounded by the virgin-white purity of Utah’s decidedly chilly snowdrifts is almost unimaginable. Here I sit barefoot, doors and windows open whilst San Diego’s ions and ozone breathe cleansing breezes […]

  • The War of Will, a Final Chapter

    The dining room table. It’s where I left off in our story and, somewhat fittingly, where this last chapter begins and ends. As a writer of songs (and in recent years technical musings and product reviews), I have always felt most comfortable doing so at the kitchen table. I’m not quite sure where this phenomenon […]

  • The War of Will, Part 5

    Home. I struck out in search of my true home when I was barely 18 and until I was 32, I had called a great many places that. San Diego, El Cajon, Santee, La Mesa, Pacific Beach, and Spring Valley… Garden apartments, spare rooms, couches, lofts, garages, and all types of houses big and small… […]

  • The War of Will, Part 4

    Things seemed almost stabile. Like a storm that blows, bullies, and blusters, then suddenly subsides, I was cautiously hopeful. Before the band (22 Kings) showed up to give me a lift to the studio (Singing Serpent) for our third and final day of tracking, I nursed a hot cup of expertly brewed joe and took […]

  • The War of Will, Part 3

    Words are powerful things. I sometimes believe them to be the most traitorous of conspirators. Take last issue, for instance, wherein I wrote the following with regard to my beloved old red Gateway laptop: “I have everything from my entire iTunes library to Photoshop on this thing. From my son Miles’ first steps to Miles […]

  • The War of Will, Part II

    As outlined last month, my expedition through the moon-like topography of Utah was coming to a close but, like Apollo 13, there was a problem with re-entry. Despite my broken ankle and the tenuously temporary nature of my living arrangements, I had still had work to do. A few weeks earlier I had seen a […]

  • The War of Will, Part 1

    “This is a very serious fall.” I could hear those words ringing like the alarms from China Syndrome inside my head at full volume, as the entire world seemed to psychedelically dissolve into slow-motion synchronization as I tumbled like a rag doll down the steep (I mean, like, Amsterdam steep) stairway of the house I […]

  • I Play, Therefore iPad

    The tools of an artisan are at their best, an extension of his or her very hands. They assist in bringing forth inspirations from the realm of imaginings to the province of the real. A block of wood, a lump of clay, or a heap of scrap metal can be shaped, tamed, and subsequently transformed […]

  • Failure as Strategy

    I love cooking. Not fancy things, really. And not from recipes. It’s more the act of spontaneous creation that I dig. You know, you’re hungry. So you go to the refrigerator to see what you’ve got. In a short amount of time, an onion, a potato, two slightly ‘mature’ Roma tomatoes, a bowl of leftover […]

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