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RS-02.1
2009
12.13
12.13
Mark was here, it rained, and we recorded together. We didn’t have time to work on lyrics, maybe next week a version with lyrics will be ready. This is what the instruments sound like so far:
Listen Hear: RS-02.1.mp3
Rain Station Bass Guitar Repairs, Inc.
2009
10.19
10.19
Mark’s monster cable broke off inside his bass guitar. Watch the two of us try to figure out how to get it out of that little hole. This bass gives us a lot of trouble before our music recording sessions, but once it’s working, it’s a great beast. Last time we had bass trouble, the foam in Mark’s bass case somehow turned to gunk, and had covered his bass with gunky goo. You never know what folk go through just to bring you free MP3 music.
I'm Getting Spooky
2009
10.19
10.19
It’s October and Mark came over to record, and since Rain Station can only record Halloween Music during the month of October, we did just that. We recorded a Halloween tune. Now it’s been a couple years since we’ve recorded a Halloween themed song, and it felt good Gettin’ Spooky once again with Mark.
Here’s the FREE MP3 track RS-06: I’m Getting Spooky
OK, I listened to the first mix on my big stereo system and I wanted to tweak Mark’s vocals so I could understand each word better. So here’s the song AGAIN… let me know if this is a better mix!
I’m Getting Spooky (RS-06.1)
Halloween Animation
2009
10.06
10.06
I wanted to celebrate my repaired hard drive with a brand new Halloween Animation. This is Monster Hunter by Rain Station. From the Halloween themed CD, Dark Ride. I just finished Flashin’ it up, and here it is. Halloween is a great time of year, so get out your chainsaw with Monster Hunter and party it up. Now that the Haunted Hard Drive has been repaired by the kind folk in Toronto, Mark and I can get back to working on our latest music project. Maybe… you see… Now that the holidays are here, time is going to be hard to find. Mark, are you out there? Have fun Trick O’ Treatin’ and I hope to see you soon! Happy Halloween everyone, and to all boys and ghouls a good night!
Ancient Beings ate my Hard Drive
2009
09.02
09.02
I was editing some video footage of the spooky pictographs and petroglyphs of Sego Canyon from our cross country road trip this summer, and suddenly there was a giant flash of white light. The Mac froze, iMovie froze, and nothing would work.
The hard drive had all the most recent Rain Station tracks Mark and I have been recording together. The hard drive is now with a repair and recovery service, so in a couple weeks I should have it back. For now the music project stands at 30 minutes. If the hard drive recovery folk can fix it for me, we can continue our project. If not, it is what it is.
I have been listening to these tracks a lot this vacation. I like them as they stand now, but there are a few tweaks needed here and there. I really hope we can get the drive fixed, and still add a little work to the tracks until they are more slippery than the average tonsil. I like these raw tracks as they are today, but I know deep down Mark would be bummed out to leave them as they stand. I just know he’s got a few surprises up his sleeve, if given the chance to shake them out.
I’ll just buy a couple new hard drives, record some new drum beats, and get on with simply making more music with Mark. I feel like we are half way there with this project. If we make as much music as we’ve already made, we’ll have a lot of great new tunes to decide which actually make it to the new release. In the future I’ll keep all haunted Indian petroglyph video footage off any hard drive with our important music files. Lesson learned.
No Hurry
2009
08.01
08.01
My family and I decided to take a little trip to Maine for the summer, but all it has done is rain, rain, and rain. Sure I know this is RainStation.com – so in one way or another, I guess I could be to blame for all this. All I know is if you are here on the east coast this summer of 2009, it might be time to start building an arc.
What to do after weeks of gloom? Write a song. It’s not a happy song, but what can I do? There might be some hope in there somewhere, but from where I sit, I’ve yet to hear it. Maybe time will show me something different. I suppose if I share the song with you all, and someone, anyone likes it, well, that is a kind of hope, now isn’t it?
I grew up here on this lake I am now visiting. My childhood hopes and dreams were all rooted here. Whatever I do, and whatever I become, this place is my beginning. I always pine away when I am not here for some part of the year. I have to admit I always imagine it just a tad bit different from when I actually visit. I forget the little cabin is next to archaic, needs water to be carried up a steep hill when the pump is not working. I collect wood to heat our bodies when it gets cold. When the rain comes there is little to do but sit here and watch the rain on the lake, listen to the loons, and hope for a sunny day to swim, kayak, hike, and explore. My wife and daughter love it here, but this summer has been a challenge. We have got a little cabin fevered, and the close quarters has gotten on our nerves a bit. We are driving one another crazy to put it mildly. The four year old jumps from chair to chair, shooting her bow and arrow where ever it may land, and me, I am not sure where I brought my family this year.
This song is the result of us talking a bit too much as of late. There are times silence is golden. Even the most intimate of people should not know too much about one another. Mystery can be a good thing, and truth can at times hurt more than not knowing.
