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A quick update on the Appendix A project I’ve been working on. I’ve listened to 39 of the 86 disks that came from Nashville. I’m totally done with CDs and DVDs and am moving on to the MDs and cassette tapes.

I’ve got my cassette deck at home ready to be hooked up to that sound board. The MD player is portable, so I am taking it pretty much everywhere with me so I can listen at work and in the car.

I hope to have the rest of the shows heard in the next 2 weeks. Some time between now and then, I’ll probably be chatting with Andy over ideas for what songs to use. Also, I’ll be checking in with him to make sure the direction he wants the project to head is the direction it goes.

Once I’ve heard (and made notes on) all of the recordings, I’ll get a list of songs for the CD and go back to pull them off of their original media into CD Audio format for Andy polish off with ProTools (or whatever software he uses).

I’ve heard a lot of good stuff. Some recordings were rough, but some are amazingly good. I think you’ll all enjoy the Appendix; I’ve definitely got a wealth of bootlegs to pull from. More later…

On this anniversary of our nation’s birth, I hope you take time to reflect on the lives given to allow us the freedom to sit at home on a Monday while eating hot dogs and burgers with family and friends. Even today, many good folks are serving diligently in places none of us would ever want to be.

So grill those burgers, burn those hot dogs, throw some bacon in the baked beans, and enjoy your freedom to be free. And, if you see members of our armed forces today, give them a hand shake and a hearty “thank you.” …it’s the least you can do.

There is something about being a guy that requires an excersize in stupidity once in a while. I hadn’t been outright stupid in quite a while. Sure, there are moments of stupidity, but overall, I’ve been pretty non-stupid for the past few months. So, before you read this, know that I was way overdue for some stupidity.

My friend Gaines issued the challenge. The rules are simple. You have 1 hour to drink 1 gallon of milk, and then 1 hour to keep it down. If you win, you win nothing. If you lose, you puke in front of your friends. Well, I had never puked in front of friends (not in this manner, anyway), so I gave it a shot.

I failed.

I got about 75% of the gallon down before it all came rushing back. Since I was unable to do it (without cheating), I officially deem it as impossible. Why it’s impossible, I’m not sure. But if you know, please enlighten me.

Since I’m doing recordings (kind of) in my basement “studio” (and I use that term loosely), I need a name for it. Some of my favorite CDs have been recorded in the basement of Andy Osenga’s home, which has been named “The Velvet Eagle.” I have no idea where he got the name, but I like it. In a pathetic attempt at naming my studio in honor of a much greater studio, I have dubbed my basement “The Velour Buzzard.” I chose this name for 2 reasons: it’s so much less of a studio than The Velvet Eagle, and I couldn’t think of a better name. And though I have no clue of the history of Osenga’s studio, maybe he’ll enlighten me one day.

Much thanks to Wulfgar, who was able to locate this spare sound board in almost no time at all. I’ll have some pictures once all the junk is moved to the other side of the “studio.”