Longest 79 Seconds of My Life
Hi, I’m Merlin, and, I’m officially out of control.
At least I took out the fucking piano.
Part of that 78 seconds I’ve been working on.
Full version comes out this week for…a cool thing.
How to Turn Two or Three Days into Seventy-Four Seconds
Hi. Meet my weekend.
During which time I have resolutely joined the cohort of persons who never want to hear my voice again.
In other news: my ears feel like two reheated flank steaks. And not in a good way.
Herp De Derpiano
Just in case you’re writing your dissertation on music or mental illness or something, this is how incredibly stupid, untalented people manage to bang out super-basic chords on a toy computer piano.
I might need to lay down.
“Fruity Dolor, in G Major”
Sixty-three minutes ago, this was the beginning of a demo for a mid-tempo—and ridiculously simple—three-chord pop song.
Two point five tequila drinks later, I’ve apparently shot “Layla” out of “Pachelbel’s Canon.”
I shouldn’t have computers.
Close enough for rock ‘n roll.
(All instrumental tracks on iPad; 8,000 vocals on a Mac)
Proof of concept.
Hear that background noise? Yeah.
That’s because I just did 8 tracks of instruments and vocals on my fucking phone.
On the fucking street.
STaM, Part II (work in progress)
Won’t lie to you: Didn’t expect to arrive in my mid-40s hating a major book deal and loving writing fake prog rock about my friend on a very small computer.
Us, an iPad, and our first day on Garageband.
Really like how this kid’s working out so far.