Well blog, looks like its time to get back together. New Year, New Post. I’m not making a resolution to update more, thats just freaking stupid. You cant force the blog, its just something that happens.
Major changes: I live in Jersey City, I have been to New Zealand and back, I work at a 4th job.
Lets go in order, shall we? a few quick sentences on each, then some complete thoughts on rap music and other things….GO
1. I have moved in with Web Master T Bone. We have a large crib in Journal Square, we are the youngest people in the building (that do not live with their parents). There are many Indian people, and we recently got a stereo system that is capable of playing vinyl, which is a good thing.
2. The New Zealand Trip. Man, it was crazy. It was the first time I was out of the country, and it is a beautiful place down there. The biggest highway is 2 lanes, the green is the greenest i have ever seen in my life, there are definitely more sheep than people. We rented a car and I drove on the other side of the road.
there are some pictures on my facebook thingy:
http://emerson.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2001904&l=024f2&id=13000538
3. 4th job. I do some part time stuff at a commercial editing place. We cut radio spots extremely quickly. Yesterday I had to do 6 in 3 hours. Its fast paced, but enjoyable. I meet a lot of those dudes with the intense movie voices.
ok, thats the big points of the last 2 months. what else? I’ve been drumming a lot. I had another lesson with that Martin guy, who i may or may nor be intimidated by because he is very good, and I learned a bunch. Mainly what I learned, is that practice is by far the most important thing. No one is born being able to do some crazy polyrhythmic clave shit, you gots to practice. So I have been practicing. And when its time for the percussive showdown one day, on california salt flats in death valley, at sunset, with a crowd of millions cheering, with nothing but 2 drumsets, myself, and the drummer from weather report, i’ll be all set to go.
side note- Tarn told me he liked Weather Report one night, I told him we couldnt be friends anymore.
Here is a phenomenon I have noticed while living at the new crib. When there is food in the house, i eat a ton of it. But as the supply drains, I eat less and less. The house was empty to a pathetic degree, so we went food shopping. As soon as it was stocked, I became a pig. eating like a somalian refugee unleashed at the Sizzler buffet. Now the supply is in medium stock, and we are under control again.
That is all for now, postig shall resume soon, real, it will be kept.