stayed home today. terribly sick earlier, but beginning to recover. (i hate hormones, have i mentioned that?)
the last couple of days, maybe a week, there have been thoughts of making music rumbling around in my head. noise, things recorded on crappy tape decks, beatles covers, strange sounds, heavy processors. we’ll see if anything comes of it.
decided on a whim to clean up my old guitars. flood damage seems to have ruined the humbuckers on my parker fly, but i’m still holding out hope for the piezos. the cheap ol’ sounds a bazillion times better than it should japanese stratocaster is up and running great. a new set of strings and a bit of polish will set it right. the only way you can tell it’s been through a flood is a few cracks in the finish and a bit of corrosion here and there. no amp of my own, of course, but for now it’s enough that it works.
my guitars don’t have names yet. the strat might be ‘Bob’, but we’re still in negotiations. i miss my acoustic terribly at the moment.
now, if only i could fit a marimba in the house, i’d be a happy camper indeed. i miss that sound, too. for now, i’ll just listen to evelyn glennie play it.
