It has been a while since I have written anything of any substance.
That is not to say that that is what this entry will be: of substance. However, I do think it will be a substantial update, if nothing else.
Where to begin? Every time, I have asked that question, out loud, journal-entry style, the answer is always the same: start at the start. Where then, is that start, I wonder. At the start, where the hell else? But I am not going to back all the way up to elementary school just for this little entry. No, I’ll pare it down to just the things that matter at the moment.
Holy crap, now I realize how far behind I am.
Well, I’ll refine it down to several more manageable topics, then.
Lessee, gotta pick me some names, first – the list of names serving as a list of topics.
Local girl
SF girl
Another (that name was chosen over a year ago, now)
MRH (that’s not a girl’s name, but the name of a project that will just get a brief mention at the end)
Mkay.
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Alrighty, a long entry.
I’ll wrap it up by just making mention, in regard to MRH, above, that I sent some of my one-sided recordings over to this person involved in a project she (I think it’s a she) calls The Melted Rubber Humans project, which you can Google, if you are further interested.
In short, I believe she is endeavoring to incorporate the sounds of sex, of feeling, of one’s soul, as it were, into musical and video productions – but I don’t know much more about it.
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