doneanother day of professional music production comes to an end.one down, 25 to go.time to bunker down. time to get readySo I went to the store and bought essentials:corn flakes, milk, bananas.I really feel that pretty much covers it.well, and coffee. which eleanor likes to call "hatred in a cup."Yup yup yup.My studio is an abomination of creation.Soldiering on.
Do it.click to add titlehead downin the trencheswritingalways the thingso mentallike golfmind can get in the wayall the distractions of direction and notesdeadlinesall that mattersis never feeling rushednever being fearfulalways being clearwrite to one's own visionsa try to have funand be a cool guy to everyone you are working withbe grateful for what i gotscrambled this morningeverythinggoodleaving normalitylatest phrasei decline to participateptime for another cup of coffeehaven't been here mucheverything is goodlistening to a lot ofalex clareandregina spektorregina spektor is my favorite artistshe is just so amazing.but lest you think that is itI wilput on Foo FIghter's "these days"and crank itand totally rock!or Stevie Wonder"For Once in My Life"music!OK.Gotta get up and do this.Cold water season.
It's a wrap, for now...Just thought I would share this excerpt of a recent e-mail:Pretty damned solid Will!You're makin it hard for me to find stuff to call.I suppose this is technically the last episode for you this season. Wish we could celebrate somehow. It's been a solid, solid season for music score. You and your team are definitely killin it, and i'm sure the Bronies will feel it too. They're gonna have youtube videos where they extract the dialogue and SFX and just listen to the score!Thanks for an awesome third season!We were actually taking about this particularly in reference to the score for (omitted). We all agreed that you really took the scores for season 3 to a new level... so thanks for all your work this season!
don't worryseasons, there are many of them, some of them shorter than others, perhaps for special reasons, to be followed by other long seasons.seasons.many seasons.
seagullsI was sitting on the beach with Eleanor and we were staring at two seagulls a few feet away from us. They were staring at us, hoping for some of the potato chips we were eating."Stupid scavengers," Eleanor said.I watched the birds, saying nothing for a minute. But then I said:"They're noble birds of the sea, not stupid scavengers. Look at how beautifully they are colored, the same as the sand and the clouds in the sky. And look at how their beaks are made to stick deep into the sand to burrow for crabs. And look how elegantly they hold their position against the wind, and how they can fly for great distances across the open sea."We stared at the birds."They are beautiful, dad.""I know, Eleanor. It's a little sad.""Why, Dad?""Well, Eleanor, it is because of humans that they are distracted from their noble, original purpose. And what of our original purpose? Are we so much different? Look at us, chasing after cars, money, power, fashion, position. How much different ar
the cliffWe walked north on the beach until we could go no further.The north end of the beach in front of the hotel ends with an outcropping of rocks that protrude into the ocean for a hundred yards. Two hundred yards? I don't know. My senses seem to have dwindled over the years or are lost entirely at times.We climbed up the highest rock and sat, talking about the time we braved the waves and rocks closer to the shore to get to another private beach farther north. This time there was a sign saying not to attempt such a crossing.Looking down from our perch it occurred to me that we could just jump off the cliff into the sea and swim to the private beach. Probably would be easier.Eleanor knew I was thinking about it. She pointed out a big rock just below the surface. Hmm. Not there. A little farther out. The cliff is a little lower. Hmm. Water looks dark and deep. Look, we could dive straight out, not down, we don't want to hit any rocks. Then we go around that bed of kelp and straight to th
The End of Pony?My friend Lauren over at the Daily Dot recently posted a rather interesting article considering the various signs of a dwindling fandom, and whether the G4-based My Little Pony community is burning out at the same breakneck pace of which it initially flared to life. On one hand, the article is a more than a little tongue-in-cheek and clearly meant to ruffle the horsefeathers of a community that has proven exceptionally good at being ruffled over the past several months. Controversy, reactionary rants and drama wars forged in the fire of hurt feelings, damaged reputations, and public vitriol have been the norm lately. Far more of the negative than the unofficial (though overused to the point of cliché) motto of “love and tolerance.”With the airdat
no one will be disappointedwith season IV.totally friggin' rockin'.story is so good, editing, cast, rockin' it.just sayin'.I'm happy.