From: someone@anywheret.net   
      
   "JimD"  wrote in message news:2018061912582463100-email@nowherecom...   
      
   > yeah, except the part about the first version being " awesome ".   There   
   > are undoubtedly many examples of the first version of some song not being   
   > anywhere close the best, or even good.  I know that because back in a   
   > previous life as a studio muso, I listened to a lot of songwriter demo   
   > tapes.  Those were " first versions " and they were almost never any good,   
   > music wise.   
      
   Now don't rub it in ;)   
   My demos are only 4 track and recorded under the most crude, UN-studiolike   
   conditions around :(   
   On the other hand, thinking of them as one would think of a crude pencil   
   sketch on a napkin versus a masterpiece would definitely be pointing in the   
   right direction!   
      
   > I guess, yeah, those weren't considered finished. But they were.  They   
   > were performances, done as best the people involved could manage.  And   
   > they almost all sucked, sonically.   
      
   Performances? At some dive perhaps, which are well known not only for crappy   
   material from crappy Mindless Zombies, but also with crappy acoustics to   
   boot ;)   
      
   A piano and a mic - play and sing, and the audience digs it...is it any   
   wonder dogs often drink from Toilets? It's *only* because they're not aware   
   that there's something BETTER than that!!!   
      
   > I don't know for sure. I wasn't around when he joined. But, no, he's not a   
   > good fit now.   
      
   Maybe that's his way of protesting what he apparently regards as Decline. If   
   so, I can dig it, even though I'd Never do anything like that myself.   
      
   > Duo rehearsal yesterday, in prep for the weekend. We have three gigs, one   
   > is a band job.  I expect it to be a flaming pile of disaster.   
      
   That doesn't sound very pleasant.   
      
   > Mostly because band girl is totally rattled. She broke down in tears   
   > yesterday over something ......  She's lost her confidence in the band.   
      
   I hate to admit it but I can't remember any band I've ever been in inspiring   
   confidence...don't know whether to laugh or cry about that, mostly because   
   I've never had a point of reference for comparison...and I donl't know   
   whether to laugh or cry about that either. Best thing I'm able to do with it   
   is simply regard it as uncharted territory at least and experimental at   
   most...each and every time.   
      
   > This seems related to doing material she isn't familiar with, and her fear   
   > of getting lost.  New material, she's uncomfortable with.   
      
   I'm Always like that - always have been, which is why I constantly Practice,   
   and then Practice some more, and more, and more, until those feelings don't   
   bother me so much ;)   
      
   > Loud, unpredictable drumming will only make that worse.   
      
   That only makes it all the more Irritating!   
      
   > I had another death near me last week. A cousin.   Not going into it here,   
   > but reality is out there. Ignore it, but it'll still get you in the end.   
      
   That's why I'm always sarcastically saying "Thanks Adam"! "Thanks Eve"!   
   "Happy you two DEVILS made this a HELL ON EARTH"??? SATISFIED???   
      
   > Gonna call band girl, see what sort of mood she's in.  She wants to cancel   
   > some band gigs in the fall. Ok by me. I'm sick of the band. Massive work,   
   > and all for naught.  The answer is obvious, implimenting it is trickier.   
   > Kinda like an inoperable cancer, you know the problem, but cutting it out   
   > might just kill the patient.   
      
   Jim   
      
   That's such a Tragedy!   
   Music is supposed to be about being Happy!   
   Time to start focusing on That! Being Happy doing Music!   
   KillJoys don't belong in Music, there's nothing to be gained, and everything   
   to be lost Letting them Ruin things!!!   
      
   Ouisie   
      
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