done for the night.

day.

what is time?

the rhythm parts are now almost done. i've been bouncing around between all these weird tunings...

...but the last rhythm sections are connected to some acoustic parts, which should be done tomorrow.

will have to change the strings and etc in the morning.

afternoon.

i also need to record some live drums, somehow. then: leads, vocals, production. getting there...

seems like somebody had an urge to do a townsend impersonation

i'm not picky about acoustics. it's the percussive sound i want, i can always put some reverb on it. so i'll get a cheap one...

i could always try to reglue it, but the split looks messy.

gah. on second thought, it looks like the head has been glued back together.

which may provide an answer to the question of where my uncased guitars went.

the glue job was weak, neck is going to crack in time so i should get these tracks down immediately...

my acoustic works! yay!

i was worried about it for a long time, because it seemed like i had just demoed the intonation by dragging it across the country in a canadian spring. going from ottawa to new brunswick to manitoba to alberta to bc to alberta and back to ontario, across rainforests and deserts and mountains, from cold to hot, from dry to damp, and in a little nylon gig case the whole time, and in a short amount of time, seemed to have left it in an unplayable state. it was in the unfortunate state of being unable to produce an E that sounded the same across different strings, no matter how closely i tuned it.

but, i changed the nut on it and left it in a weird string configuration - i had a heavy gauge in the D position, and a light gauge in the G position - and then got evicted and completely forgot about it, as it sat in a basement, alone, for two years.

i don't remember exactly what i was thinking, but whatever intuition i had about warping it back into shape seems to have worked, because it's as good as new now.

i really missed having a playable acoustic. things are all slowly coming into place...

another weird thing: i cut the strings off with a pair of electrical pliers that are probably older than i am and, for all i know, may have even belonged to my grandfather. what's weird about it is that it's the same set of pliers i used to use to cut the strings on the first acoustics i played with when i was roughly ten years old.