Eric, the phone engineer has just been and fixed the line. So I have no excuse for my lack of content anymore. I was not idle in my absence – spent yesterday changing the whole data system again to XML-based structure (how anal can I POSSIBLY get) so I can do more stuff. Learning the techniques of all this programming use the wrong side of my brain for musical creativity – it can be like wading through treacle, but from experience, I know that there will be a time in the next month or so where the dam bursts and BOOM! I’ll be right back with a bunch of new songs.
I actually have a load of new stuff waiting to be recorded, but computer problems persist and I can’t record anything in the meantime… but D. is bringing me back my shiny new PowerBook, and Emagic contacted me today to say my copy of Logic 6 is in (Thanks Nick), so the music machine is revving up… I keep forgetting most people haven’t even heard Angels In Drag yet!
Went over to the Rose Of Australia last night to hear Jackie Orszaczky (pronounced Orzowski) playing with his ever-changing band. He’s a old soul man originally from Hungary, and a couple of the potential S*T*U*F*F musicians play with him – Dave Symes on bass and Clayton Doley on Hammond… but he is so revered that all the best Sydney players turn up to play with him, whether they get paid or not. The last time I went it was stunning, completely mesmeric in its groove, but last night was just simmering along, with a couple of extremely dodgy women who decided the local karaoke bar was too far away. Enough said. They, of course, got the biggest cheers of the night…
Its always been something I have tried to get a handle on – the unerring quality of the punter that cannot tell whether something is fundamentally good from a musical point of view. It doesn’t matter anymore, and of course there’s the old ‘there’s no accounting for taste’ adage to contend with.