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    Music Projects (so far)



    So my friend George (http://smalltowntheory.blogspot.co.uk/) and I have put this summer to a productive start by converting George's grandparents coach house into a small, quaint sweat box studio and have started to record some covers that I will soon post on here. These covers range from Green Day to Bruno Mars and honestly, I'm really proud of the progress that we have made with the conditions that we've dealt with. An un-musically treated room with a very cheap drum kit, a small amp and very simple micing with minimal mixing and yet it sounds better that half the stuff that I have recorded at school in the very expensive recording rooms. I think it goes to show that you could have all the things that you need to do something but without drive then you're never going to get anywhere.


    I think one of the things that I love most about this studio space is thinking about what it used to be, a simple coach house with hay and saddle and coaches for horses and now look at it. It's amazing what some equipment and paint can do to a place. I always like spaces that have been converted into something from something completely different. Like a factory to an art gallery or an ice berg into a hotel. No one in their right mind would have thought when that initial building was there that it would turn into the other. 

    http://picosong.com/cJW8


    Above I have posted what I am most pleased with so far. In this version I am playing all instruments but in the finished version I hope to get in an actual drummer and re record the guitar solo as it was just improvised in this. For a very rough draft I think it sounds very good. It's an amazing song but it's 
    very unknown so if you wanna go listen to the original I'll post a link and the bottom of the page.  




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    Courage Read Post

    Courage



    When I was about 14, I had my best friend Marshall down from Brighton to come and stay round mine for a few days. This event happened on the first day when we were coming back from the park and we had to wait ages for a bus. We were waiting at the bus stop and I saw this thing in the bushes, bright and primary coloured. My first reaction, of course, was to have a closer look at it and it turned out to be some kind of kid's toy clock that would help you tell the time. My 14 year old instinct told me to smash it on the ground cause it would be cool... so I did... and it was kinda cool. I didn't bother picking it up from the side of the road cause I thought "oh it'll be fine, no one will hit it." I was wrong. Still waiting for the bus Marshall and I decided to play the 'invisible rope prank on some people driving by. Two people stand either side of the road and pretend to hold a rope but when they stop we just 'drop it'. Soon a huge Range Rover started driving, it didn't stop for the 'rope' and kept driving but he happened to drive right over the smashed children's toy that was perfectly in line with where our 'rope' was and it looked like it might have caused some damage to his tyre but we're not sure. Me and Marshall just shrugged it off and laughed until I saw his brakes light come immediately and the door open. Now I'm not a very fast runner but my god I must have run about 100 meters in about 10 seconds, luckily I'm faster than Marshall so I got cover behind a car before the Range Rover pulled round the corner and this huge, beastly, six foot five guy gets out the car and towers over Marshall, who was only 5'8 at the time. As Marshall tried to explain what had really happened I was 2 feet away half under a car thinking, if this guy takes Marshall then he has no way to get to my house because he's never been there, he doesn't have my home phone number and my mobile was broken at the time. This guy kept insisting that Marshall "get in the fucking car" so that he could take him to the police station. 

    Courage is a funny thing because it doesn't have a definition until you experience it. Neither Marshall or I experienced courage that day as I hid until Marshall talked his way out of it. We missed our bus as well. 

    P.S. Sorry Marsh, but you can take care of yourself. 


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    Performing Arts Read Post
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    Performing Arts

    Drama was always interesting to me because I liked the thought of taking on different persona. Ever since I was a little boy I would pretend I was Spiderman or Sonic or any other character that I had just seen on the T.V. I still do it today and that's a problem that I have with myself. I can't think for myself. I have to think as the person that I am thinking of in the back of my mind. If that makes any sense. If you've ever met me then you probably met someone else.

    I always counted dance as 'gay'... until I apparently got good at it. I got a letter from my dance teacher recommending that I did it. This pleased me until I discovered that about 100 other people go the exact same letter. I finished my GCSE dance and ended up with a B which I was pleased with but the problem with doing all three performing arts is that you don't have a lot of choice when it comes to picking subjects later down the line. Long story still kept quite long, I had to pick dance at A-Level. This is not a good choice when you spend the whole summer before sixth form sitting around playing video games and eating because you don't come back in shape for a year of dance.

    Music was always my passion. Ever since I was a little boy and I used to sing to 'ABBA' or 'Blue' (I think my mum hated me). I took up guitar when I started to slowly get into rock music, I vividly remember every morning being woken up to 'Dragonforce' from upstairs in the kitchen. The same year I got my first guitar was the same year that I went to my first gig and seeing Joe Perry shred on the guitar defiantly inspired me to get better and now I'm here, 8 years later with an A in GCSE music and an unrelieved AS level in Music Technology and I've also been elected to be the guitarist of my school's house band. Something that I have been working on getting for about 6 years.

    All in all I'm a performing arts kid through and through and I love it... except for dance. Dance sucks shit.
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