Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Day 52

Mooka.
Glad that the Two Rock was sold so easily~ the payment has been confirmed but similar to what you were saying the funds won't show probably for a day or two, so Mr. Redondo Beach will have to wait to get his tracking number and shipping confirmation until we got the green. It's scary how closely K&M watches their amplifiers, right?
Tomorrow Romy is taking a cab and dropping by the studio. I told him to give me a call when he gets in to the Rohnert Park Doubletree and his plan is to take a taxi to the studio. I've got a good amount of stuff on my plate tomorrow including more studio cleaning and vacuuming as well as some mic testing. I need to get some grapefruits.
Love,
Chazameron The Great

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Day 51

Hello everyone!

I hope that nobody missed me too much, but I felt the need to withdraw from writing my blog last night. I slept in today until about 3pm after a long night playing pool and drinking beers with Joel, the ex-intern. After getting massive amounts of much needed rest I awoke for a day of laundry and relaxation. It has been amazing to say the least.

I had an interesting conversation with our mastering guy Tim yesterday on the phone, on completely unexpected topics ranging from UFOs to the human spirit to 2012 (or whatever date you choose for yourself) and perceptions of reality in general. He is not someone who I particularly cared too much for, but I believe that the music industry turns people into warriors. Meaning, these people deal in the business of art. You unavoidably are working with other people's art that is extremely close to their hearts and created by their soul. And undeniably, some clients, can be rough to work with. On the other hand, engineers are artists as well, and there is great pressure from the industry to survive and do everything within the rules of the game. The biggest problem is that the nature of the beast is to destroy your love, fascination, and drive to create music.

Music can touch your soul directly and instantly. If you don't immediately know what I am referring to then you are either out of touch with your soul or all together soulless. Much like the music industry itself, which thrives on money and tosses the creator aside when the well only appears to be running dry. So when you're wondering why the music on the radio and in demand is lifeless, childish, and thoughtless, you are seeing a reflection of the darker, more dangerous, business behind.

I've come to the conclusion that it's up to you now. Put in the effort and expand. Use the internet as your tool to find new and imaginative things that are happening. Don't let the radio and television tell you what to listen to and never for one second believe that that is a good representation of what's really going on. You owe it to yourself to not be lazy, to not be a robot, to not be a statistic, and to experience something you might truly love.

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Mooka,
Area 51. First day amp up on eBay, received this message:
"Dear autofenceru571,

Hello there...I want to buy the amp buy it now and i have 100% feedback. but my funds wont be cleared up till fri. I just sold $5100 worth of amps and 1 guitar on ebay and still have one amp thats selling.Is their anything I could do to make you stop the auction so i could paypal you fri or sat when funds are cleared.check my feedbacks we are honest people and I would love the amp.thanks bb"
I will probably tell him that the amp will stay online, at least until Friday or Saturday when he actually has the funds and that if he is still interested in the Two Rock, he can pay and I'll take the ad down and ship it. Awesome. Who knows, someone else may buy it first, right?
Truly enjoyed my day off today and my sleep but looking forward to coming back and leading a useful life.
Love,
Chaz Master

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Day 49

Boooooooooooo yah!

Owner and studio manager out of town today and tomorrow, which means I am running this baby all alone.....


And it feels great!

Oh and by the way.... Tuesday - day off! I'm stoked.

Cameron, out.

Feeling like Jackie Gleason.

Diem 48

Mooka,
Hey, thanks for giving me a call back this evening to talk about that drive to San Francisco. Having already been feeling the effects of my insomnia (aka musicians curse) I wasn't particularly too keen on driving that far at 3am in the morning. The guys were cool with the change of plans and took up my/your suggestion for the shuttle at the Doubletree Hotel. Pretty calm and cool day with some amazing weather... although the wind kicked up a bit and was slightly chilly. C kept within their 10 hour lock out. Matt poked his head in the door to say "later" before hopping back in his car and taking off - he might have missed me chiming in to say that he give you a call because there was no response. Probably the combination of post-session paranoia and car engine rumble - not sure, but I can have him dial your digits in the morn if need be.
I will keep you updated on any Craigslist developments. I hope that you and Marshall both enjoy the trip up North. Let me know what kind of private jet you're flying on as it is my old profession and still intrigues me. Good flying my mile high club friends, may it be a decadent one.
Love,
Pablo Escobar

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Day 47

This post HAD to wait until this morning. Just no way it was happening last night.

But, on a lighter note....


Best.

Juice.

Ever.

Goes great with donuts from Jelly Donut and a nap on the couch at work.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Day 46

Hey all. I am a Sneaker Pimp.

Tonight would have to be one of the biggest cluster(well you know the saying)'s I've experienced yet.

Today started out relatively calm and mellow. Studio A was inhabited by the boss, Matt the lead engineer, and a couple of clients who were having their 20 song show-tunes album mixed. Piano and vocals, very minimalist. 'B' was done around 5pm, but there was a good sized metal band setup recording which meant that microphones, microphone stands, headphones, and microphone cables were scattered across the room. Finally, in Studio 'C' Mooka had a couple amps set up (Marshall [yuck], two Two Rocks [all the rage in boutique amplifiers], and a 1963 Vox AC30 [a truely classic tube amplifier, used by Beetles, U2, Jimmy Page, Tom Petty, and a trillion others] that he was A-B'ing. if you don't already know, A-Bing is checking between two different setups and comparing and contrasting or deciphering which is the better of the two.

All day I had been asking him when we could break down this playtime setup, but it wasn't going to happen. He was determined to get in there and play with the amps after his session in A which he eventually did around 5:30pm. So now it's 6 o'clock and all three studios have some sort of setup (aka mess) that needs to be broken down, the most pertinent being studio C because a band was on their way and looking to load in gear between 9 and 10pm. Matt asked me to take recall notes of the patch bay in studio A before leaving, which also requires some photography to document settings on outboard equipment - I take pictures of a bunch of knobs.

Surprise, the band shows up to load their gear into studio C at 7pm. Screwed. I had some difficulties with the engineer for the session who had told me that they would be there between 9 and 10. I had left him my cell number and asked him to give me a call if anything came up. Obviously that was overlooked. On top of that, he was being a dick. Nothing more needs to be said regarding that. He was expecting me to set up all the mics for his session tonight and not only was there no way that was going to happen with all the work I had to do, but there was no time booked for them that evening and although they probably could have gotten mic levels it is just not a professional move to use time that isn't booked. I tried to convey this to him but I get the feeling sometimes you're just an intern. Period. Fortunately I was in contact with the boss-man who backed me up on this issue.

The engineer offered me a beer the next time I spoke with him. I guess he had talked to Mooka on the phone and the hiccup was resolved. I finished my work tonight although I was there much later than I had expected to be. I slept about four hours last night, three the night before that, and I will be lucky to get five tonight.

When I sleep, I dream about sleeping.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Day 45

Day four five.

You must check this website out before proceeding.

http://www.pagetutor.com/trillion/index.html


The weather here is so strange. I was sweating earlier today in the humid eighty-degree sunshine but by five o'clock ominous clouds began rolling in and a fifty-degree breeze rolled in. Less than an hour later it was misting heavily and I couldn't help but be reminded of Monterey Bay's weather patterns.

I posted my blog last night relatively early hoping to get a jump start on my evening and I am convinced that I completely jinxed myself. I opened the door to my apartment at five this morning and hopped in the shower. By nine I was on my way to work. It's 12:07am as I write this and I'm doing well. No naps today unfortunately but I was not as tired as I had expected to be. It will most likely catch up with me tomorrow morning when I am attempting to roll off of my bed and onto the floor to wake up. This is by far the most comfortable blow-up mattress I have ever slept upon and although it's appearance is rather ghetto, with being all of eight inches above the floor, it is quite ergonomic and my safe haven. I long to be lying upon it right now!

And with that, I will shut down my laptop and do a final check of the studio to make sure that security lights are on and doors are locked. Goodnight my friends and family.

Chaz

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Day 44

The whole world will be different,
Soon the whole world will be believed.

This evening I enjoyed a tuna melt from Redwood Cafe, a cool little spot in downtown Cotati (roughly 2 or 3 minutes from the studio or my apartment, it's in between the two). Tuna melts are definitely underrated, and this particular tuna melt made my evening. Wheat bread, great tuna, and a handful of well-cooked steak fries. The sun had just gone down so the evening air was cooling everything off after a humid and relatively warm day. For being so close to the ocean, we usually get a pretty strong inland sea-breeze, but today was muggy at best. The weather application on my phone was reading 92 degrees, although it felt a bit warmer because of the humidity. It felt very Southern California today.
The air is really something up here. I can't describe the way that it smells, but it is unmistakable. The flora and fauna must be getting a healthy dose of sun and water; the land is green as far as you can see. I'm sure that our long prairie-like grass will start to wither and die soon with the heat, meaning that fire watch season will commence. I'm still at work, but the oscillating fan is near the open door of the office and a cool breeze is wafting in. I worked hard today in the heat, inside and out, so I am taking advantage now that the vibe is quiet and mellow.

About the bee fiasco:
Several days ago I noticed a swarm of bees entering and exiting an opening in the back of our office and several hours later Marshall, our studio manager was getting visited by the bumble's. Well, long story short, we have an infestation of sorts which is completely hidden between the outer and inner walls of the office. A so-called bee expert came out to assist us in eradicating the swarm but to no avail. So the bees are still here creating their comb. Thankfully I figured out a solution to their entrance into the interior of our office space, so no more trauma for our insect phobic studio manager.

Chaz Cameron Nairn Wayland

Day 43

Dear Mooka & Marshall,
It was a busy day today, busy like bees and all. I can't believe how quickly they've swarmed upon us, hopefully it will be a non issue after tomorrow. I still have the line "glad you think so" stuck in my head. Mooka, we still need to go over the checklists so that I can check with you on the improvements I believe are necessary, also you still haven't gotten in contact your Aunt. We should also see what the deal is for the RV mobile rig. It sounds like it would be a blast to take on a trip. Marshall & I will be double checking our inventory lists tomorrow and re-posting the dry-erase lists. Another warm day tomorrow, can't wait to be in my old fat engineer shorts.
Love,
Chaz Chauncey

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Day 42

Oh my my my.

Great weather today. Wish I could have made a beach trip out of it, but instead I pulled weeds and worked on eating any food found at this strange establishment. Oranges, grapes, and a bagel sandwich from D D's Deli. Yum.


Mooka.
Received a payment from Poor Man's Whiskey today for Eugene Productions. $530 by way of check. Tim Gennert was also paid for his mastering session with them. It was GREAT weather today. Sure, a lot of people were complaining that it was hot and what not, but this is extremely pleasant for me. It still isn't over 100 degrees yet, then people will earn the right to complain more. It was a good day to get outside and pull some weeds, secrete some sweat out of my nicotine filled glands, and replenish my physical with some great h2o. Looking forward to the start of another new week. Oh, and I talked to Brad from the Lost Boys crew who mentioned that they left a boom-box behind and was wondering what the speakers were on the AC30 and if you wanted to sell it. The boom-box was sitting underneath the bed in the cabin and I told him I didn't know about selling the AC30. I wanted to say, "Hell no, it's mine if he ever gets rid of it!" but I resisted that urge. I also mentioned that I thought they were two 12 inch speakers, probably 15 watts.
Love,
Chaz

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Diem 41

On connections in our modern day world.

I am completely convinced that we have royally screwed ourselves as a species. I watch every morning as other half-awake drivers force themselves to work in the morning, fill up on blood-oil, and persuade themselves into believing that "this is the best I can do. Sure, Wal Mart doesn't pay well, but it's a job, and I should be lucky just to have a paycheck."

What the HELL is going on here??

We imprison ourselves inside of our houses, our cars, our jobs; we don't care about anyone else in our life-long quest to find happiness. The truly saddening part is that in our capitalistic society, happiness is directly related to success, money, materialism, and stabbing and throwing our fellow mate under the bus in blind efforts to become the ideal citizen. We drive cars that pollute our environment, spend our money filling our cars with oil that was taken from the Earth not knowing what repercussions are involved, dine on food that has been enhanced with god knows what chemicals, and then dig a ditch and toss it all back in as garbage. Brilliant.

Sure, we have a president who isn't Bush, but really? Banks are still making more money than ever with stimulus packages and nobody is doing anything about it. Bills are still in consideration for off-shore drilling in California. Gay marriage is still banned. People are still concerned with who's part of what group, and what sub-groups these groups are divided into and if we spend all of our time trying to categorize things we're never going to get anywhere. We do NOT govern ourselves and we are not making the decisions.

There are 306 million people in the United States. 6 billion world-wide. We can offer recovery packages in the US for companies that use the word trillion in relation to some phony green paper, but there are thousands upon thousands of starving, homeless, sick, injured, dying and hopeless people in EVERY country.

What makes this okay? How is it possible for a group of 6 billion individuals to allow this to continue to happen? Do you think that as a civilization we can't produce enough food for everyone on Earth? Build a modest place to live for every human? Place more emphasis on life and well-being then on money and being better than the next guy? What makes us say "It's their own fault they're in the situation they're in"? How dare you insult the poor, or question why they are the way they are.

Because you didn't grow up in the ghetto and have to drop out of school to support your three brothers, this makes you a better person? Because you had time to study for your English exam and he was worried about the police taking his father to jail for stealing to feed his family? I don't have the answers or solutions to make our present-day nightmare disappear, but it is time to stop convincing ourselves that we should be lucky for what we have been given and start wanting more. We should be wanting immediate change. I am done with hearing that "these things take time", or "you can't expect change to come over night" because that is exactly how change happens. When you change your clothes, do you only put on a shirt and then tell your boss he's just going to have to wait six more months for your underwear and pants to be developed? No.

Of all the homeless, jobless Americans, how many would say no to a paycheck? Why are we not putting these people to work? As if there aren't things to be improved upon? Where is the massive environmental update process happening? What if we took even a small portion of cash we send to our militia's offensive efforts over seas and started mass producing solar panels instead of assault riffles. What if instead of buying trillions of dollars worth of oil from the middle east we just stopped? What 'they' are telling us, without really saying it, is that we can't handle change.

We can't figure out a good alternative to oil. We can't find other logical sources of energy that don't create wars and cause people to suffer and die. We won't look outside of the box for alternatives because they know that we're too stupid. We are so rapped up in the day-to-day, drama-hungry, celebrity-wannabe, reality-induced-coma of life on Earth that we don't give ourselves time to even begin thinking about solutions. Our lives are so stressful that we long to come home after slaving the day away and brain wash ourselves with mindless repetitive bull. Science says there is no unknown. There is no magic or mystery to life and it's all just a bunch of neurons and brain waves. Religion stresses that we care about each other, but we constantly butt heads because our beliefs are too set in stone and have become more important than actually listening to what some one has to say. We are a divided people and it's painful for me to watch. Our values are worthless and people have forgotten to think about the greater picture. People have forgotten to think.

This is by ALL means a complaint. And yes, I am being negative, but it's because I care so much about the choices we are making for our outcome as a civilization. We are a brainwashed world, and there are people in control of the brainwashing. Choosing what you hear in the news, what you listen to on your iPod, and what you are eating (or not eating) for dinner. We can only imagine what is really going on behind the large veil that has been pulled over our eyes. We can only control our own actions and choose to say no to being blind.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Day 40

...And out of eagerness, I'm posting early today because a) Mooka left early, and b) There isn't much else to be doing....

In addition to my last post, I may be moving into a house with two of my other coworkers, Marshall and Adam. I need a place for my street bike, I could be paying less in rent, and I would have a yard for my love, Mr. Indy.

Look how adorable he is! Also, in a conversation with my boss today before he left I was told that it would be completely fine to bring him to work with me - wish I had known this about a month and a half earlier, but I'm sure it is a trust related thing that might not have been a possibility when I first started working here.

So for the remainder of the day I will be doing some busy work while relaxing on our amazing couches in the office. The weather is unbelievably pleasant this afternoon. Hope the same is true down South!

Love,
Cameron

Day 39

Missed my post last night due to some intense fatigue. Being the only intern at the studio has been wearing on my stamina level, along with the intensive schedule I've been working as of lately. The word is that a new intern is starting on May 4th, which will be just five days short of a month I will have been working solo. It will be a great relief to have someone sharing the work load.

The new intern is coming from Florida and I suggested that he rent the extra room in my condo which has been empty since I arrived. Hopefully I'll be getting a finders discount from my landlord, but we will see how that works out. I had some reservations about living with someone whom I will be working with everyday, but if anything it will be good to have someone wake me up if I oversleep. It seemed like the right thing to do - help this guy out and give him a place to stay. I know the difficulties of looking for housing when you aren't familiar with the area and he will be getting a good rate on rent.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Day 38

There is a scheduled outage at 2am this morning, so I have roughly 11 minutes.




Love this Neve console because it's old and temperamental. But the API sidecar:



Seen here in its wild habitat... is great for big
booming drums, ie Zeppelin.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Day 37

Mooka.
Counting numbers. SSL is powered down. Car's parked as to fool intruders. Free Lost Boys' bagels. Not from prison or anything. Amplifiers in 'C' ready for tone capturing. Drawer in Guest Cabin fixed. Operation Water Jug Sanitization underway. Early Night % Early e-mail * 10^2 = Extra sleep & a good day.
Love,
Nairnshire

Day 36

Thanks be to all that enjoyed my hair and "Jose" mustache.
What can i do? That's all that grows.

It's super windy this morning at 3:30.

Let's hope it blows out any bad vibes.

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Mooka.
Somehow 36 seems like a special number. The bleach worked wonders on those bottles, but I won't even mention what I found in the faucets. It needed to be cleaned that's all I will say. It would be a good idea to add checking bottles and cleanliness of bottles to the morning list. What do you think? And furthermore, if you change out a bottle, wash out the empty and the dispenser. Most likely, if your bottle is green then your water dispenser is green too.
Love,
Chaz Nairn

Monday, April 13, 2009

Day 35

Okay, so now that you've seen my out of control hair....

Just a few ponderings on life.

1) I value the connection between human beings. I think that our society fails to stress the importance of people connecting with other people; talking about issues and resolving problems.

2) What good is life if we don't force ourselves to experience it? Why would you not make goals to see what our Planet has to offer us? Experience different and new experiences. Follow dreams. Do what you love. If you don't try it you'll never know. And if you settle for less than your dreams you are selling yourself short.

3) I don't pretend to know what my purpose in life is. However, I have intuition and a basis of knowledge and I know that I get gut or instinctual feelings. If we were not supposed to take heed of these signs then why would we have them in the first place?

4) Finally, do what you say you are going to do. Don't just say it. If all you do is talk a lot about dreams and aspirations you are selling yourself short. If you take enough time to talk about something you are going to do, or plans you have made, then follow through with them. Stop letting yourself down. Experience the best part of our experience here as human beings. The unknown.

Love,
Cam
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Mooka. Marshall.
I posted signs in both studio B and C saying that no one alter settings or equipment. Studio C will take quite a bit of reorganization after the Lost Boys' session is completed. Tomorrow I will need to make a trip to the garbage dump; out trash cans are on the verge of over flowing. I also need to clean out our water bottles. I looked up a solution for cleaning them out that requires bleach. The bottle in the guest lounge has a mysterious green tint about it and I would rather not have people drinking out of something that makes them weary. Marshall, I'm going to need some extra help tomorrow so that these tasks can be completed. The garbage is no quick task because of the nature of the beast. Also, I can clean the bottles out before I go to refill them, it shouldn't take too much time, but they will need to dry out and get some sun.
I thank you, Mooka, and Matt for having faith in me and letting me set up the mics in B for Boe's vocals. It's a big step for me to be able to handle a task like that on my own - I know how valuable our microphone collection is and I take pride in knowing that you trust me enough to take care of the setup. Many thanks.
Love,
Cameron "Chaz" Nairn Wayland

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Day 34

Salami. Is it safe?

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Mooka.
Ants, sea worms, and scorpions. Have you ever eaten these? The 'wall of sound' I set up today sounds amazing - these songs are sounding much better sonically than the previous recordings. I like the approach you're taking to making this record, much more organic and raw but still with that pop-punch appeal. Tomorrow morning I have a guitar to restring - it's the Dove - Matt was thinking about using it for Boe. I'll also be moving that Two Rock and the tape delay down to C. Salami is cured sausage, fermented and air-dried. Historically, salami has been popular among Italian peasants because it can be stored at room temperature for periods of up to a year, supplementing a possibly meager or inconsistent supply of fresh meat.
Now I know.
Love,
Fidel Chaztro
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Friday, April 10, 2009

Day 33

I can't decide whether it has been an incredible short or extremely long time since I left Southern California for the north. My days fly by, that is unquestionable. I find myself waking up to leave for the studio, many mornings five or ten minutes before 9am, which is my start time. Before I know it, it's past 10 or 11 in the evening and then I'm doing it all over again. The last few weeks I have been working a steady sixteen or more hours a day and in the last 33 days I've had one full day off. It makes me curious as to how many other people have worked similar schedules in their lifetime and what kind of jobs they were doing. I slept about four hours last night before I woke up to come into the studio early to set up for the return of the Lost Boys. A colleague and I were working on tuning drums until roughly 3:45am this morning so it's been quite a long day.

So, the band just finished recording the bass parts to the two songs they've been putting together today and now it's time to close up shop and get home at a semi-reasonable hour! I miss you all very much!

Love you,
Cameron

Day 32

Mountain Dew's new slogan should be Dew diligence.

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Mooka.
The rooms are setup for tomorrow's session. Hopefully everything runs as smoothly as it should. Does it ever? I have a list of things to do tomorrow, not only stuff to grab early in the morning for the session (carpet, headphones), but there are some organizational things that need taking care of. Marshall, let's please get some more cable ties for the 1/4in cable box. We are out of coffee mates, swiffers, and we also need more coffee so that I can continue to stay awake for late nights and early mornings. I'm sure that some of the setup in C will need adjusting once we get things rolling... maybe the position of the iso for Boe? The API sounds great on drums and the overheads, however....
Channel 5 in the API was causing static, Adam and I did some testing to make sure it wasn't the C12A that was hooked up. Mic is fine, channel just needs some inspection. By the way, have you called your Aunt yet, and are we still looking at RVs?
Love,
Cameron

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Day 31

SO...

It's raining and dreary here, but the weather was a non issue yesterday because music was made at Prairie Sun... by me in fact! Mooka and Matt headed up North to do pre-pro (pre-production) for the Lost Boys, so Marshall, Joel, and I had the farm to ourselves. It started with me wanting to run home and grab the MPC so that I could track some of beats on the SSL and into pro-tools and then have some new mixes of material, but mixes that sound amazing. Instead, what followed was a musical free-for-all. Joel grabbed a guitar, Marshall randomly had his Korg mini-moog, and Adam showed up later with a laptop and a keyboard. We hooked everything up through the SSL and started jamming. By midnight we had a mix of an entire song - a very electronic yet organic space-dance jam.

I should have a mix to send out soon so that you may hear it. In other recent news, today, which is Thursday April 9th, is Joel's last day here at Prairie Sun. So, it's just me now. No new interns set up for the rest of April. No other interns at all which is weird because I was expecting there to be three here all the time, and that I would have to suffer being the new guy for at least a month. Then by the second month, I would still have the help of the intern just before me. Such is not the case. It will be me and me alone and it will be WORK! As long as events like last night continue to happen and I keep learning how to use all of this great stuff, I'll be just gravy.

Love,
Cameron

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Day 30

My life as an engineer.

4-7-o9

Mix notes:

Panning in mono - Check panning in mono w/ 1 speaker (drums)
- Pan around w/ drum mics in mono until you hear phase come together - then when you switch to stereo, your drum mix should sound much better.

Panning clarity - Nudging an element shades to the left or right sometimes gives room for the instrument - similar to EQing to cancel frequencies of conflicting instruments.

The Reamp - Reamping is the act of taking a previously recorded track and sending the signal to an amp (or speaker cabinet; whatever you prefer to call it), and then recording the signal from that amp with a microphone. Works best for a DI (or direct input) track like bass, or guitar, but can be used to add or shape sound on anything. For example, Oz Fritz's reamping of trumpet, vocals, and drums in the Waits room. For interested parties, the Waits Room is a room about 20ft. by 20ft. with a high ceiling and concrete floors. It creates a very 'live' and bouncy sound that Tom Waits used on several of his award winning albums... see 1992's Bone Machine, or 1999's Mule Variations. Of course other people use this room as well, but apparently it didn't get used at all until Waits came through and asked if they could use the room. I can only assume some poor interns spent the rest of their day removing boxes and equipment from what was a packed storage room.

The Gobo - Wall. Wall used to stifle sound. Blocking sound out. Trapping sound in. Whatever you need.






Day 29 (Rewind!!!!)

Okay. First off, I will apologize to everyone I meant to get in touch with on my day off. That would be almost everyone, because out of completely selfish reasons, I needed my day off to myself. I was in desperate need of alone time and I savored ever single second of it. Secondly, I will call you and we will talk dammit! Whether you like it or not. So in absence of my post last night, I will have compose two tonight, lest I feel inadequate.

A brief summary of my day yesterday:
12:00am - Still at the studio.
1:00am - Still at the studio.
2:00am - Still at the farm.
3:00am - Leaving the farm. Nope, never mind, not leaving the studio yet....
3:45am - Yes! Leaving is awesome!
4:30am - Finally pass out after the excitement of not being at the studio.
9:30am - Ouch. My eyes burn from sunlight. Not getting up yet.
1:30pm - Ouch! The light burns my eyes! (Sniffs self.) Time for a shower.
2:00pm - Laundry. Oh, how good clean clothes are.
2:30pm - Grocery trip. THANK YOU FRUIT AISLE! I missed you banana. I missed you apple.
2:31pm - THANK YOU CEREAL AISLE! I missed you fake golden grams made my Safeway.
3:00pm - Laundry.
5:00pm - Laundry. Make music.
7:00pm - Laundry.
9:00pm - Laundry. Still making some music.
12:00pm - Final laundry and my return to bed where I watched the second Superbike race from Spain. Amazing.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Day 28

Day 29, which is tomorrow... actually it's today because it's currently 0327 hours.

I am simultaneously listening to a recent mix of a record I've been working on... sweet deal.

This is so disgusting. My list for things to do tomorrow on my day off.

"Get this stuff:
Banana
Cereal
Milk
Toilet Bowl Cleaner
Apples
Bread & Ham
"Do this crap:
Laundry
Sleep
Laundry

The worst part is the downright excitement I feel to be able to perform these tasks. Honestly. It's not just that I'm not at work. It's that I get to briefly regain control of my sanity, eat a sandwich, enjoy wearing clean clothes, and clean my restroom.

Love,
Cameron



Mooka & M-Dawg,
Check received from Jello which he casually took forever to pay. It's sitting on your desk Marshall. He got his invoice. Everybody from the band was in a hurry to take off, but they didn't make an early escape. I think they were all drained physically and mental. David Lewis and Oz finished up on time, no worries there. Adam and I cleared the patch bay and zeroed the board. Speakers hooked up and break down of Studio C. I'm deeaad tired and about to pass out. Oh, I also took care of photographing the group with Biafra and a couple shots of Matt. Good morning.
Love,
Chazeron

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Day 27

Greetings.

I'm getting a day off. It's a miracle. I'm actually getting a day off. Twenty-seven days into it and Monday will be my first whole day off of work. Brilliant! I'm too excited to even know what to do with myself. My fellow-intern Joel has tomorrow off and is helping our studio manager Marshall move into a new apartment and out of his old one.
Today was relaxing and I enjoyed a three hour nap after arriving at the studio this morning. Catching up on sleep is NOT overrated. It was much needed.
Since boss-man wasn't present on this fine Saturday a small party was thrown. Jello Biafra's group and engineer, and Joel, Adam and I wheeled out the BBQ and when at it. Ribs, chicken, vege-kebabs, sausage, eggplant... the works.
And it was grand.
Tomorrow will be a lonely day here at work (where I currently still reside at 2:o4) with no company in the office. Thank goodness that there are three World Superbike races happening in Spain as we speak (well, as I type none the less) that will be downloading as soon as I get back into the office tomorrow at 9am. Nothing like a relaxing Sunday watchin' the good ol' boob-tube. As far as work goes, I've been doing major maintenance on the server computer, and a new system has been installed and is up and running with help from muah. I've been hounded to be marketing focused and so we've been hitting the internet pages and MySpace profiles attempting to get new clientele and attracting the old ones... maybe I should say, luring them in. Mowing our expansive lawns has become a common past-time for me, and it's definitely relaxing after working hard in the studios or in the office five or six days straight.
I said that I wasn't sure what I would be doing with myself on Monday when I can wake up and not have to go anywhere, but I'm honestly most excited about doing some laundry and upkeep on my apartment. I need some drain-o for my shower that has never drained properly and my toilet could use a freshening, but what can you do when you work 16 hour days, seven days a week?

Just a couple of short notes. I'm really missing jamming with Avolition. I've got so many ideas for songs and no time to write them. I long for one of our studios to be empty so I can take advantage of our equipment again. I've been producing in what little spare time I have before I pass out at night. Someday soon I will have access to one of our boards and I can track and mix (record and print to CD) the ones that are worth keeping. I miss my Mr. Indy tons. I hope he is doing well and not missing me too terribly. I miss my guitar amp, but not necessarily my guitar. It's time for an upgrade when I get back to playing electric - I've seen the other side and it was too gorgeous. I love and miss my family, and that would also include anyone who reads this.... it means so much to me that you are interested in my life and take the time to read my thoughtless wanderings. I really enjoy the e-mails back and hearing about how you are doing. It keeps me sane.

Looking forward to Monday... because sometimes I feel like I'm loosing it... but then I realize that I never had it in the first place.

Love you all,
Cameron

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Day 26

Beers at work. Beers at work on a Friday. Beers at work on a Friday and your boss being pleasant...?

Priceless.

Love you all dearly.
Cameron

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Mooka.
Going day twenty-six... here and gone. I appreciated your gracious offer of a relaxing evening at work. It was great hearing stories about the mixing console boards and how they came to be what they are today. Fascinating. Mowing will be continued tomorrow behind B if all goes as planned as well as our marketing scheme. Just don't let anyone know about the millions of dollars we are stealing from our fellow tax payers and the fact that I am screening our MySpace prospects by bra size.
All kidding aside, we have plenty of work to be doing this weekend as well as some photography but I am looking forward to the weekend. There's new motorcycle racing happening on the other side of the world and it will be downloadable shortly.
Love,
Chaz

Snorkeling RVs is one of the best album titles I've heard in a while.
Just got your message, don't know how I missed it but it is what it is. And I just said a bunch of nothing, although it was also everything as well. Enjoyed chatting it up as well, and I'll be on the ferret look-out for the big-time recreational vehicles. I come from the land of RVs down South, as trailer trash as I am. That's why they call me Chaz and I sport the mullet.
Love,
Chaz

Friday, April 3, 2009

Day 25

Day twenty-five.

It's been rough around here lately, our boss constantly breathing down our necks to keep The Farm in order. Never in my life have I worked so many long hours and watched as time flies by at a pace beyond comprehension.

Maybe it's the late nights. Maybe it's the short naps I take between the hours of 2am and 8am.
Maybe it's just the crazy lifestyle that I so willingly subjected myself to.

And don't get me wrong... I am not negative in anyway shape or form. No regrets about taking this internship, and definitely not wishing I was anywhere else.

Excerpt from Nairnious Philosiphus:
But what is the next step? We make trillions of simple decisions everyday in our lives... some of them are small in comparison to the choices we make that take us far from home or evolve us an individuals... sometimes it's just taking a bite of that sandwich in your hand... but they're all full of meaning and guidance in one way or another. We are all constantly making a path of decisions, and it's probably a good idea to take a second or five before you decide.

A fortune cookie recently told me that I would find an answer somewhere when something happened during some other thing. I can't remember the details really, but I get the bigger picture.... Perilous Chaz Wayland is my up and coming major motion picture. It stars me, Cameron Nairn Wayland, as Perilous Chaz and was also written, directed, produced, edited, soundtracked, and choreographed by myself.

People asked me, "Cameron, who would watch a movie about you being you?" And the answer was simple.... It's not about me. It's about me not being anything like myself.

So, what is the movie about you're probably wondering. Well, it's about Perilous Chaz, who is actually me. In the film, I play Perilous Chaz, who is playing Perilous Chaz in the film Perilous Chaz Wayland. Get it? So, it's a movie about a guy acting in a movie that he's making about himself.

So that fortune cookie was right.

Love,
Cameron "Chaz" Wayland

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Day 24

Rantings from a tired soul.

What the hell? I'm sorry for the strong language used here, but I am pretty pissed with the situation of several motor-sports championships for the 2009 season. Now I know that absolutely but me cares about this but I feel the need to let off some steam....

On a separate note, I've finally looked in to the meaning of "blog", which is short for the term weblog. These weblogs are characterized by regular entries by an individual in the form of commentary and descriptions of events... a perfect definition of what I am doing here.

So on to the commentary...
Most sports fans are concerned with statistics, players, and teams. I have realized that I don't have the mental capacity (more like... who cares...) to remember all of that jargon for the regular sports -- basketball, baseball, soccer, football, who cares -- but when it comes to motorcycle racing, I get it. I understand point systems which actually add numbers together to make more numbers. Thank god no subtraction, division, or percentages what-so-ever. I understand the teams and their sponsorships where at the most there are two riders per team and specific race colors. Most motorbike racing championships cover vast amounts of area and travel through multiple countries, and rain or shine, riders are on the track doing their thing. More importantly, there is an overwhelming amount of respect on the race track. No Nascar-bullshit pure-American-testosterone left-turning gas-burning and screw-everyone-else mentalities. Sure, some racing can get heated and intense, but when the checkered flag is waving and the bikes are crossing the finish line, the riders slow down and shake hands with their opponents, regardless of nationality or race.

So getting back to my point, the AMA (American Motorcycle Association) which has hosted the AMA Superbike Championship, as well as the Superstock, Supersport, and Formula Xtreme classes for the last few years was bought out by the DMG, the same bastards who created the lovely Nascar league. After dropping all of the aforementioned classes in favor of one or two classes (I'm still unsure if it's one or two, it changes almost every week), riders and teams were split apart and the series reformed. Traditionally (and I mean conservative-like-traditionally) races are started from the starting grid at the beginning of a race track. Now, we have a sighting lap and a rolling start... which I can only best describe as everyone riding around the track and then gunning the throtle after crossing the start/finish line. Let's just say that it doesn't make for tight racing and little in the way of overtaking maneuvers. Furthermore, they are allowing a Buell 1125R (American Harley-built) with a 1125cc engine compete with liter-bikes (which are 999cc). How is that legit?

I'm big on conspiracy theories as you may know, and this stinks to high heaven. Riders in the AMA league are enraged, except the ones riding an American sport bike. Funny how that works after one of the most American-valued racing companies buys out the league.

Meanwhile, MotoGP is rumored to be loosing steam and riders can expect at least a 50% pay cut next year. Valentino Rossi, who won last year's championship title, was once one of the top five highest paid athletes in the world. No longer will he enjoy his billions of dollars, only millions. Casey Stoner, who was champion in 2007 and a year younger than myself, managed to win his third BMW M3 by qualifying with the best lap time for early 2009 season testing in Jerez. Maybe next year BMW will only offer one car a year as grand prize.

Anyhow, I've rambled enough on the subject.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-YsoGuS0Oic
Go Spies... just crazy.

Love,
Cameron

Day 23

Aliens.

They still haven't come to take me away yet but I did witness a strange disappearing cloud yesterday. Completely blue crystal clear day.

Now on to the Conficker virus.
I thought it was destroying my laptop last night, all kinds of crazy things happened and it had a mind of its own. Luckily, later this morning I managed to tame the beast and everything seems fine now. Hopefully it is just a bad April fools joke, but the description of the virus states that it could be running without you ever knowing it was there. So maybe it tricked me into believing that I fixed my computer when really I was aiding in the destruction of it. We may never know.

In other news, I made a run to a Fedex/Kinko's store today where a middle-aged man asked me if I was a student, and after repeatedly attempting to convince him that I wasn't (he just wasn't having it), he handed me a flier and explained to me how he was a writer. I looked at the piece of paper that had a random assortment of actors (Bruce Willis, Clint Eastwood to name a few) in their most famous roles and what looked like articles. After further inspection of the flier I realized that his writing was poetry, and very awkward poetry at that.

Tom, you cruised your way up to the top
You fought the "evil-doers" and traded their stocks
You made sure that people in Africa had socks
So why can't our government change ?
If our leaders had watched all three of your movies
And spent less of their time starring at boobies
I passionately applaud their idiotic facade
So why can't our government change ?

One war in Iraq and one in Iran
If you studied Ethan Hunt more
You could be hanging upside down from a rope in Japan
So why can't our government change?
Tom, you never cared about making the money
Until your role in Tropic Thunder, but that was damn funny
And when I see you next week at our weekend retreat
It's our monthly cover to cover of the great L Ron Hubbard

Written by Cameron Nairn Wayland

Just for you Pops:

Mooka.
As of 2:40am, no signs of the infamous Conficker virus. What does that even mean? Although my e-mail program did sort of spaz out there for a moment. Four more songs done today in Studio C. Band left around 1am, then Matt was mixing down tracks for about an hour. I guess I'm running towards San Francisco tomorrow to Kev Inc. for some things. Not sure what all is on the agenda for tomorrow except for continuing the transfer of the Entourage calendar. Non-middle-aged-rocker out.
Love,
Cameron