Front242 07.23.98 Maritime Hall, SF, CA
07.24.98
10:06PM
Today...weed picking cleanup from last week. Justine, Ron, and Katrina arriving just as I was leaving for work...they were away from home and needed to change her diaper...don't know, had to leave...Very little work to be done this day at CK, slow on delivery and dine-in....five deliveries from 11AM to 7:45PM...yay.
Last night was a gothic hop show...my first expirementing on dual tracking the omnis/cardiods with the sbm1. Desire=deflect noise from rear (crowd) while preserving bass and presence in the overall mix...plan, cardiods for high end and rear deflect on both channels, omnis on the right channel for bass/presence. The idea is that the right channel can be removed and the mono left split for two channels if two much bass/crowd noise comes from right channel...So far the results aren't greatly encouraging...The omnis pick up too much bass, the cards not enough. Sigh. Such a dilemna. I need to improve the low end reception on the cards to make the rear deflection risk the sound quality...Need those couplers from Pacific Electronic to fit the omni bass filter circuit to the cardiods...
Another factor is running the cardiods through both channels...Might sound better running omnis on one channel seperae, and cards on the other channel, also seperate. Another idea to try some other time...Although originally the idea was not to supe up the cards for rear deflection, but rather supe up the omnis for improved high end response...
Regardless of the taping, it was a great show...not my normal sort of music so I was glad to actually enjoy it...not like the gravity kills fiasco. Lot of gothic men and women there, some scantily clad as any such show, some I found quite cute. Sometimes at a show I wonder how i increase my chances of lonliness by being the 'dork' in hat and fiddling around trying to not look suspicious...not talkin to anyone if possible...sometimes I wonder how nice it would be to try approaching some of those cute women that seem to be there alone...strike up a conversation...and it makes me wonder if taping is just another excuse to stay lonely...the joy of goin places alone has been losing appeal over the years...it's so much more enjoyable in the presence of friends. Not even needing to talk or interact during the show, just be *near*...
It's no turn on red
Meaningless days,
With beer and masturbation
To ensure sleep
Cuz it's not just the soul
In unrest.
Too much time to think
Gone to waste with
Thoughts that get forgotten
Or no thought at all... Save downshifting
And scanning for a spot
And moving moments:
Small black child oblivious
To the sarcastic humor in "keep the change"
When in that six dollars of coins,
"The change" is two bits
Three mile stretch of Highway 4,
Back and forth countless times a week, a day...
Work is just how I spend the day.
TV and dick in hand end what began with coffee.
No evolution, no descent.
Mindless life kills eventually
It's not good poetry by any stretch of the meaning, but it's something. Days go by like today that I curse, wasted hours of my life, with nothign to show, nothing to take away and be better for, nothing to give someone else...Too fully connected to the earth for an escape, too mindless to consider it education of hard knocks.
I could recount pictures, images, the young latino couple in the new home, he a painter just arriving home, oblivious to the take out dinner ordered by his wife...a cute woman in very arrousing shorts that will probably reside in mind as I masturbate...like the beer it's become a fixation. I've been sleeping much better as of late, as least, so it's been working. Last night was hours of loud music that broke my brink of energy. It was a show that cried out dance, rave, release yourself...the worst kind to be taping...but I had work to be doing....well, not "work", hobby activities...pursuit of the perfect set-up...hours and hours of practice shall result in near perfection I am sure of it...in the meantime it means lots of shows and bands I woudl never have seen otherwise...tapes no-one else might make, cultural anthropology you could call it, for really, at it's essence, that what it is. Maybe someday I'll write a book about live music history from the mid 90'd onward...
I do think the cards would be great once the low end problem is corrected...soon Pacific Electronics, may it be soon...
I will cop to my weakness. I bought a pack of pall malls a few days ago, and smoked them all. In fact, I threw the pack away but went back before the garbage was filled and took them back...so that pack is gone and I admonished myself by forcing the rest down at the show where is the only place I should have ever smoked and used to only smoke...where having a lighter got me in the good graces of some tokers...first time I'd smoked any pot in months...wasn't enough to get more than the slightest of buzz though...pero, por gratis si?...
10:47PM
Hmmm...except for the crowd noise and 6db difference in the right/left channels, this is a rather good mix...
I fianlly did get to Concord for _Gone with The Wind_ on Tuesday evening...there actually wasn't too much difference (I felt, but then I saw it last 3+ years ago on a video late at night {although I will proudly say I was the only one who didn't fall asleep or even nearly so during that screening at Whitworth College in Spokane, WA where I was visiting Amy...and ended up crashing on Bryce's dorm floor that night...) from the original, and I still think some of it would have been better in black and white. That scene near the beginning where Scarlett and Gerald stand silhouted in the sun at Tara looks funny in color...in fact, a *lot* of the shadows look funny to me in that movie...fake almost...but I'm a weirdo, always hypercritical of movies...still It was awesome to see it on the big screen and hear it in THX sound...
Tommorrow is work, nothing to seperate that day from this day. Same hours even. Mom and Dad will both be home when I awake (unless they go to the gym which I doubt since dad just got home from Minneapolis this afternoon and will not be up to working out I think...) something that hasn't happened all week, but it's simply another part of life. I love my family dearly, but as of late I've begun to feel more and more like a houseguest with extended privelages yes, but a guest nonetheless...almost as if this isn't my home anymore...but that's the way I've wanted it for a long time now...this almost cold shoulder I've been getting from dad...it's buried and small, but it's there regardless. It's obvious to me that he thinks I've wasted four years in school by enlisting, that I've taken all their efforts and money and thrown it away, that I've given up that education and that the four years in the service are a mistake and a waste...He's my dad so he has the right...yet I can't help but feel bad about it all...
11:02PM
I want another beer. I really think all I need is that
marcsound bass filter circuit run through the core sound mics and the mix
will be sweet...
buh bye again for a while.
P.S. ixnay on gettin a provider...only local service
will charge me $30 for setup...and for two months use, I don't fuckin think
so...
then again, maybe AOL or compuserve with their 800 numbers...but
i realy dunno wanna go there cap'n...