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Frankenstein Red

finally got off my ass tonight and have just now finished not only reassembling my Floyd Rose (guitar bridge & whammy bar) (my only goal), but have also restrung it. i also went ahead and tried the lock-stringing method of stringing, which i really didn’t need to, since i have a locking nut (it keeps the strings locked in tune, a must if you have an extreme vibrato bar like the Floyd-types). to my surprise, i didn’t break any strings.

and i think i may have more or less fixed my intonation problem. fucking. a’!

i still have to:
-stretch the strings (oops! forgot…)
-plug it in and check the electronics. that’ll kill me if my jack or a pickup or something is fucked.
eventually replace the disaster-wood with a REAL body. the neck is a $300 Warmoth, so it stays ;)

also, laid down preliminary tracks for my eagerly-anticipated (ok, by me only) update of my old darkwave jingle (from 1992!) “treachery.” something’s missing though. i may have to dig out the old Juno 106 and do the synth by hand, by god. it just ain’t got no balls the way it is right now. maybe i didn’t tweak the samples enough, or maybe i just overdid it with layering synths. (i just couldn’t find the right analogue-sounding sample, so i layered a few ones that were close-ish.) i need a 303.

also realized that i am going to have to dust off the TR-707 drum machine, because my sequencing program (get this: Music Generator, for Playstation of all things) just can’t handle odd time signatures, and the one song i most want to record is “like we are,” which is in something like 11/8, fer chrissakes. it’s a very Afghan Whigs -sounding song; so much so that for the longest time i thought i had accidentally ripped it off of them (hey, that actually happens a lot in rock and roll!), but one time i went through and listened to everything they ever did, and it’s not in there.

i get some time alone tomorrow, so hopefully i’ll get some vocals or piano done.

i was surprised at the acoustic guitar sound i got on my first try the other day (in fact without even trying at all). i think this is going to be a vastly better set of recordings, once i get it all together. thank god for compression*. i always slagged it off (when i was younger and stupider), but now i know far better than to do something idiotic like that.

p.s., Ann Coulter is a fucking creep who needs to absolutely be The First Against The Wall.

* compression is where you take the volume and squish it all up so that it sounds all nice and even and professional. all records are compressed during recording, mixing and/or mastering, and all radio broadcasts compress audio even further, which is one reason why radio always seems to sound a little sparklier than disc.

By jae

jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.

Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though she's quick to point out that they're no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.

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