Okay, before I give you the links to some more tunes from last weekend’s concert, I want to share the terror with you. My terror. Last night: total nightmare. Bad times.
Here’s what I remember.
I’m in some kind of beach house, reading a book by Kurt Vonnegut. What book it might have been I don’t recall, and it’s probably irrelevant because in none of the Vonnegut books I’ve read do I remember the world coming to an end in quite the way this book mentioned it: at 6:20 pm on a Saturday in April. I don’t remember exactly WHY the world was coming to an end in the book, which is frustrating because it becomes important when suddenly the dream shifts realities just a bit; I’m still at the beach house, but now the world is REALLY COMING TO AN END, and at 6:20 on a Saturday afternoon, however in October, not April.
Then I’m at my parents’ house, except that in my dream my parents live at the house currently owned by my wife and me. I dunno where she and I live. Sarah’s not even in the dream, as far as I can remember. Anyway, the world is coming to an end at 6:20, and for whatever reason Kurt Vonnegut wrote in his book. The fact that somehow he predicted this bizarre end of the world (I vaguely recall something about the world breaking apart in some way) and the time and place is discussed briefly.
Oh, and any time the sun’s rays directly touch your skin they burn you. At some point I find myself outside working on something, and it’s partly cloudy, and we have to keep our eyes on the clouds to make sure they don’t open up and subject us to direct sunlight.
Then we’re back in my house, where my parents live, with my parents and my sister, contemplating our imminent doom. We’re pretty laid back about it. Then I woke up.
Very confusing nightmare. And I rarely get nightmares, and even when I do they’re kinda like this one; I’m not really scared at all during the mental processing of the dream, but I still wake up suddenly and I’m all freaked out. Weird.
And now, in return for making you listen to that:
Ychrome Alumni – Pain Lies On The Riverside.mp3 – Solos by Chris Wesley and Matt Rickards
Ychrome Alumni – No Diggity.mp3 – Solos by Shaun Taylor-Corbett and DA HEARN (Billy Jean)
Oh, and yesterday’s jam featured solos by Peterson Curt and Andrew Seff. I probably should have mentioned that. I did not. I am lame.
Hearn – did you edit these in any particular way?
aaron
With the exception of Better Man, I didn’t really do much to them at all except trim them, fade out the crowd noise at the end, and normalize the levels. Better Man I had to fix a good bit ’cause of somebody that sucked.
any luck with Insomniac in the beginning with TC’s “pitch shake.” If the sucking is t1 (as I think)in betterman, I must say that is the combination of John Grant TC and I being too close to mics.