In the Basement

A while ago I got an audio interface, which is something that you use to record with on your computer. Then recently I said "hey why not make a little studio out of it?" So I did.


I don't know what you call the equipment but boy is my furniture professional studio quality. Whenever I looked at people working in actual studios, all the knobs and switches blew my mind, and I thought I could never learn how to record. Now I am starting to know what those knobs do and its sorta neat.
But yeah, this is what I've been using to demo some new whoa bro songs and I even got to record Lyndsey.
I like it so much, though, probably just because it's mine. Plus it's in the basement, and basements are the mysterious source of everything cool.

4 poems

"first blog"
first blog
a captain's log

"what did you do last night?"
what did you do last night?
i say unto you
party, sleep, get into a fight?
oh really, that's coo

"third poem"
third poem
a word poem
i like bill murray
you know 'em?

"the final frontier"
the final frontier
will never be here