John no longer on drugs; new song sounds drug induced.

You've seen it all.

All Choked Up, in all of it's iterations, resonating clear and emo across my songscape.

Well here's another one.

go here...

and download the sonly song in there. This is a sneak preview.

"Summarize the song in a sentence."

How about a title?

Our Hero Regretfully Chokes to Death on "I Love You".


This one is special, because I used an autotuner on it. The same shit that makes Cher sound like a lunatic on 1998's 'Believe.' (Do you believe in life after love after love after lurve after lerve?)

Let's get back into a paragraph format here. I don't know why the ideas get separated like that, but sometimes they do. And all of a sudden I'm writing sonnets instead of blog posts. My 'studio' is growing every day. I'm going to buy a Les Paul copy this week, I think.


What do you think of this one? Black on black. Agile has the second best reviewed Les Paul. Gibson's is number one, but Agile is number two. That's ahead of Epiphone's, for whatever it's worth. The price is right as well.


So I've got my three existing guitars, but this one would compliment the collection nicely. I can also jack in to my most recent purchase- my Lexicon audio interface. That allows me to record directly into Sonar, which is my production software. That's also why you hear crystal clear keyboarding on the above version of A.C.U.

In addition to the audio interface, the software that allows me to create the "Cher Effect" is called Antares AutoTune. It's apparently famous in the vocals industry for turning crap into robotic crap. But if you're a decent singer to begin with, you can get some nice effects out of it.

The best would be if I got a legitimate drum kit. Even an electronic one. That's something all my songs could use. I don't like the keyboard's drums.



Is reading a frustrating story as frustrating as living it? I imagine it is. Because of that, I will refrain from typing out the optometrist story. Fate doesn't want me to have blue eyes. Apparently neither do the good folks at the offices of Dr. Gary Sneag and Lenscrafters. It's been one horrible mishap after another. I was literally blind for a second because my middle eastern attendant insisted I try a contact on that was inside out. Thanks Massoud.