When The Rain Comes They Run and Hide Their Heads
Sunday, January 22, 2006, 03:38 PM
Last night I spent its better part trying to make some advances towards the release party. Really, it was only mental work and nothing too substantial, although, mental work is usually the hardest part. I toyed with the idea of incorporating the toy piano in our instrument lineup since I love the soundtrack from Amelie so much. But honestly, I think my original idea of using the glockenspiel will prevail. Besides, I would hate to see the look on J’s face if I had to tell him he wouldn’t have any glockenspiel solos.
Lately, it’s been very overcast during the last few days but the nights have been incredibly clear. The constellation Orion has been the most pronounced and honestly, it must be the most logical pattern the Greeks saw in their drunken stupor as they gazed up at the night sky.
Since this has been an uneventful weekend so far, I will paste below a journal entry from a more interesting day. In fact, it correlates to the new website front I set up an hour ago.
Dated 11/09/04
Brad and I ran errands yesterday. We made deposits at the bank and I took a cover shot of Bellevue Baptist church from across the street on Pipeline for the Mars Hill website. Afterwards, we went to Mountasia where I took several photographs of myself in the photo booth in my white Gap shirt, blue tie, blue rugby jacket and my horn rim glasses. They turned out surprisingly well! We then went to the mall to look for a copy of Rushmore but they were all too overpriced.
I didn’t tell you that I had a neurologist appointment a few weeks ago. I took a vacation day to do it and I was questioning my sanity when I had to rise at 6:30 to make my appointment on 635 in Coppell. They let me in early so I left early and she was very nice. She checked my reflexes, had me follow her finger with my eyes and had me push against her several times with my arms and legs. She prescribed Relpax for me, which is the new migraine wonder drug. As she was giving me a sample from the cabinet near the nurse’s desk, I noticed that the sample warned against usage for any heart problem sufferers. I pointed that out to her and she suggested that I mention it to the pharmacist. I paid my co-pay and drove home. I swung by the pharmacist and Robert, who was very helpful, suggested that I avoid it since with his experience with triptans he explained that they caused arrhythmia in him. So with his advice, I went home and called Cantrell’s office and took her up on her offer to use Vicodin as a substitute. They phoned it in to Albertson’s and the next day I picked it up. I had a little trouble with the co-pay because at first the system didn’t recognize me. So Robert, in his great kindness, called Healthflex and it turned out that they had my birthday wrong. They fixed it and I paid my $10 and left with a new remedy.
I redesigned the Mars Hill webpage last night. I have a lot of it laid out in my head. I’m working on It’s A Beautiful Day For Science still, of course. I put down The Mad Hatter and it is sincerely tight. I wish Ronny was through with his heart stint so that we could finish the drum tracks. I will wait, though. One of the main problems with this album is that only three of the songs are finished lyrically.
You can’t imagine what a burden and source of frustration it is to see so clearly music videos for your music but be unable to do anything about it. I would do The Mad Hatter in a 1920’s silent film manner complete with an Alice and people in related Wonderland character costumes. It would be lovely if it were set in a garden with high shrubs and if croquet was played and a tea was set up on a table. I would like there to be words on the screen as there were in old movies between scenes to show what the actors were saying. The makeup would be overdone, of course, in that style and it would be dreamlike and beautiful. For It’s A Beautiful Day For Science it would be a sort of 1950’s educational science film with scientists, laboratories and scenes of past scientists and inventors such as Newton, Edison and that lovely couple who gave their lives for the discovery of radiation.
It's good to see that I now have a way of filming video. That's why doing a journal is such a good idea since you can see how far you've come.
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( 3 / 2528 )01/09/2005
Monday, January 9, 2006, 07:26 PM
The Mars Hill Release Party is still in its gestational throes. Sometime this week, I will meet with AH and hopefully make some sort of advertising plans. It will be localized to the Church and our friends and family but I’ll need as much help as I can get. Right now a related mass email is in the hands of my musicians with whom I am trying to lock a definite date down.
I put down some vocal and percussion tracks on “Barrette” and “I Live for the Water” last Saturday and was pleased by the results. I don’t lack too much for that record. I did make a pass at recording vibes on the latter but after realizing that they didn’t fit, I have opted for my original idea of a harp in their place. Sure, I killed an hour or so putting those vibes down but the final decision could only have been brought about as the result of execution and elimination. It wasn’t time wasted.
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( 3 / 2495 )Ah, Mater
Monday, January 9, 2006, 07:11 PM
I forgot to tell you, kind reader, that on January 2nd Dad, Brad and I went to pick up the new jet they will be flying in the future. It was a simple run, really that involved us catching the 7:45 from SW to Tulsa and then fling the jet back to Meacham. I hadn’t flown commercial since 9/11 and was a little disturbed at us having to take off our shoes and belts at the security center. I muttered to Dad that it was like being in Israel, which would have been understandable. The flight was short at about 37 minutes but I must have had some blockage in my ears since they began to cause me some piercing pain. They settled down once were in Tulsa for a while. The flight back was lovely and it’s certainly good to them both doing what they love to do.[ add comment ] | permalink |
( 3 / 2358 )3 1/2 Day Weekend
Sunday, January 1, 2006, 07:18 PM
Our second cousin Keith Jackson passed away last week and we attended his funeral on Friday. We contributed by playing three songs at the service's end. Brad, Dad, Terry (Dad's brother) and I played "What A Friend We Have In Jesus", "Maiden's Prayer" and "Faded Love." When we started into the first song that only elicited a series of moanings and wailing from the immediate family. But such is the power of art. On "Faded Love" we divided it into two parts. The first section was a sort of rubato arrangement and then after an introduction of "Ladies and Gentlemen, the real Rosy and Keith Jackson" by Terry, we launched into a jazzier swing version. It was appropriate, I think, considering Dad's side and their love of music, especially western swing. The family was very grateful and said it was appropriate. We were even asked by one gentlemen if we had an album or had cards on hand![ add comment ] | permalink |
( 3 / 2081 )'Tis Freezin'
Saturday, December 10, 2005, 04:45 PM
This weekend should be a productive one, God willing. Brad and I will shoot some various scenes that will regard Artic Exploration, involving a shoot done outside with my new snow shoes and some fake snow. We also should be able to shoot an Entomology scene involving butterflies. Tonight I have the house to myself so I will try to put down some acoustic guitar tracks and to make further plans for the release party.
Corey
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