| News and Stuff | |
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| 03/20/2007 |
Ok... so it's been like a year. I dearly wish I could say that something has happened, but
it has not. I (this is jim) wrote and recorded some songs by myself. At one point, Scott was
kind enough to bring himself back to Charlotte for a pair of weeks wherein a few recording
sessions took place. One song began to form itself. Into... something. Another song was begun
but left discarded on the basement floor. How sad is it to have ideas and be completely unable
to execute on them. "Execute on them" Is that even a thing you can say? Nonetheless, some videos
were made... some were posted. Life goes on. filboyd studge is dying again. And I no longer have
a drum kit upon which I may bang. But I finally bought an electric piano. Anyone want to hear
Für Else? No, I didn't think so. The videos exist. You can find them if you think for just a few
minutes. They aren't here. Scott's teaching now. In Virginia. Dustin lives in the Czech Republic. Thomas Priestley was kind enough to play bass for us for a while. It was amazingly fun. But we still suck. Yessir. I do so wish we had the time, geographic proximity, and motivation to make ourselves not suck. So it goes. So it goes. Sartre taught well. Other people are hell. |
| 04/25/2006 |
So here's this other... thing. The words are incindental and happen to be there only because that's what I thought of when I stood in front of the microphone. I may or may not actually be as happy as this tune makes it sound like I am. Tune. The dots are where I say there are. Melody and tune, that's your trade. You're a tunesmith. I'm this hilarious in real life too. Happy Flowers |
| 03/28/2006 |
www.dustinedge.com fs is dead. Not that it ever really lived. Here's some random shit I have. The idea was for someone else (ahem... Scott... ahem) to take the ideas and make them good and sing them instead of me. And now my apologetics end with the hopeful idea that these were nothing more than an attempt to be able to do more than one thing at once. I wasn't chewing gum. |
| 12/30/2005 |
My purchase of this webspace is almost expired. But I reckon I might re-buy it
if I have any money. There has been more writing. Three potentialities by Scott and myself and I recorded myself screeching the other night. Maybe I will post it here if I have money for internet at home. You know... So I can come here and listen to it. It also looks like you have to push CTRL-R if you try to load the jukebox. I can't seem to get it to kick start automatically for some reason even though it works locally... nor does it seem to advance without pushing the "next" button. grrr. I have a goal to have three new songs written, recorded, and uploaded by the end of the first week in January. Perhaps I should inform other members of the "band." |
| 10/20/2005 |
Errm. I thought about waiting two more days before posting this just so it
would have been exactly six months. But I have a few minutes right now. And,
since I'm pretty sure everyone but me has forgotten this exists, I'll do
whatever I damn well please. We recorded an "album." And, even tho there's more self-loathing on this site then there SHOULD be on the The War at Home website... (From the people who brought you Reba, Dharma & Greg, Yes Dear, and Two Guys and a Girl... *SWOON*) I'm quite pleased with what we made. Don't worry, we still totally suck ass, but the things we recorded do, more-or-less, accurately represent the ideas that we were trying to reproduce with instruments. Dustin helped a TON by bass-slapping and working the whole technology thing for us... Viel viel viel Dank. The rest is Scott and myself. Doing what we do... uh... best. I suppose. As unfortunate as that may be. The lyrics are, mostly, updated. Except I don't actually know everything that is said in "Flavored Wine." The Jukebox in the upper-right is also updated and you can stream the whole "album" if you want to and don't feel like downloading it. eh. Das ist egal. Go to the mp3 page... you can download it all. Six hackneyed songs in 18 minutes of glory. I have some cover 'art', but I don't have the files with me. Maybe I'll upload those later. Or maybe not. oh yeah. My favorite quote of the moment? "Now filboyd studge, that’s a name with legs." -Dr. Scott Denham |
| 04/22/2005 |
I made another stupid thing last night. But what
I'm figuring now is that as many ideas as possible are good. Some of them will
suck. Some of them will get thrown away. But everything has to start somewhere.
And the more somewheres we have, the more likely we are to get somewhere else
that's actually cool. Here it is with some cymbol things in it too. It's fun to do this. But hard. And very time-consuming... |
| 04/04/2005 |
Tried turning these old, crappy, transparent "lyrics" into another song, but,
damn, I can NOT sing. Nor do I have any sense of melody. Or timing. Or rhythm...
I wish that I was make believe So. There you go. For the lack of any real "news." Again. Perhaps I'll post what I did record for you bitches to laugh at. "What I did record" = me cleaning my room. And how in the world are there two people registered on the message board that I have no clue who they are?? Mom? Is that you? Oh... no, you think this sucks. I forgot. |
| 04/01/2005 | There's a "Jukebox" on this site now. But it hardly works... it just plays Buffet Gruel. but it looks pretty. And it works when I run it locally. If anyone wants to buy Flash for me so that I can try and make my own jukebox thing that works with my files, donations are gladly being accepted. |
| 03/28/2005 | I was supposed to be cleaning my room today, but I did this crap
instead... Listen.
and now I tried playing around with cymbols. |
| 03/22/2005 | No news is good news, but it sure is boring. So I'll make something up. Or at least just say something that doesn't matter to anyone else. I got tickets for Muse. And for the Shins. But not for Green Day and not for NIN. But NIN are, supposedly announcing more tour dates soon. And Pearl Jam is supposedly touring again this year... |
| 03/10/2005 |
So I guess we played acoustically at an open mic night last night. And I guess
Bryan was kind enough to film it again. And I guess I went ahead and spent a
few hours pulling the audio off the video and making and uploading the mp3's.
Which is kind of nice. Four songs played... differently... Just Scott and me.
Very different. It turns out that, along with Mexican food, I don't
particularly like playing the acoustic guitar. Except, with that, I should
learn to like it better. Mexican food... eh... who cares. That's why Zapata's
makes a badass Caesar salad.
I can't believe that's a website. Actually, I can, but I like saying that I
can't. I don't know why. Yeah. Acoustic show. It's really short. Kind of noisy. And our erstwhile mando player finally showed up. Except, instead of playing, he sat around talking. Or something. But, luckily, he was in place to hear the best comment of the night, "I guess it's just going to be screaming." Forgive the paraphrasing. We fit in better at Summit. But it was fun. And, I suppose, that's part of the experiment. |
| 02/25/2005 | There's a page counter and a message board here now. So that I can see how many times I've come here to talk to myself. And I found the Lullaby file. So all those are up now. |
| 02/24/2005 |
Scratch. Make that "three shows." Tim let us play at Summit again in an attempt
to raise more money for Asia. The place. Not the band. The prospect of having
to play our garage-band-wannabe songs indoors loomed darkly until the chance of
precipitation fell to zero. So, thankfully, all was held out- of-doors. This
time, in stark contrast to last, the guitar overshadowed the bass, but we,
somehow, managed to keep the sound together. Mostly. Same set as last time b/c
we don't know any songs. Except, this time, most of Lullaby was sung, we didn't
screw up Buffet, and we played our new song, "Unbalance." Albeit far too
quickly. Allison kindly sat and recorded it for us, so both video and audio are
in the "mp3" section. Which is, of course, a misnomer, but it fit nicely into
the menu button, so it's staying. Suck it. Ashlee Simpson is a dumb bitch. And
my feet are cold. And I made shirts. They showed up yesterday. FRONT / BACK Sorry Carl... they're just random stupid Hanes T-Shirts... the nice ones were too expensive... so maybe next time. And they're only XL. Everyone but me will hate it. But I bought them, so I don't care. Just uploaded our practicing prior to the Summit show as well. Can't seem to find the file for Lullaby, but it'll go up eventually. Thank you, done. |
| 02/17/2005 | After months of practicing and TWO honest-to-goodness live shows, it's official. We still suck, but dammit, we have fun doing it. |