Thursday, March 26, 2009

"Love you job -- bullshit."



I'm really enjoying the new position, it gives me just the right amount of power and responsibility. Working in the daytime is spectacular.

I realized my other posts came after stressful 10 hour days, so I figured I'd write something after a good shift.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Labour of lust.



I must've been congratulated over 60 times in the last two days.

I gotta get this job out of my head for the rest of the day. There's so much to known that is difficult to understand, it's going to overwhelm me if I keep Googling and writing.

I did the 16 hours in one day bit yesterday/today. Walmart has a workaround for every labor law, manipulating your lunchbreaks and ensuring that your second shift is cut in half by that all-important midnight hour.

INVENTORY is in a month and I don't have a damn clue how to properly prepare my department in most of the 1000 ways I'm required to. Then again, I've only worked an official day and a half as dept. manager. I think I've made a lot of progress already, but it's stressful.

Sunday, March 22, 2009


I worship celebrities.

I turn the women of my life into personal celebrities. During the process, I loathe them (because they are regular)... so  that years later I can worship them.

I put "The" in front of women's names.

It's all very healthy.

I can find paralells of that in other aspects of my life. Most of the music I sometimes play on We Hit & Run had to go through the same loathing process as the women I sometimes call on We Hit & Run.

The past has been bottled,



Driving in the daylight is such a strange feeling. I'm still not completely adjusted to being awake at this time.


So tonight puts to rest the "dark years". Ha.

I'm slightly nervous about the move, I suppose it's the typical anxieties that come with any change in life. Ultimately, it'll be a benefit for me personally and professionally. I'll get a social life back, my resume' will call me a manager, and there's no more Twilight living (yes, my life has been a shitty movie for two years). 

I've spent the majority of the last two years by myself. On weekends when everybody's asleep, or on work-breaks in my vehicle, it's always just been me and a talk radio show playing. I'm surprised I'm not a serial killer yet.

I haven't associated myself with daytime folk in 50 pounds. This'll be fun!



Saturday, March 21, 2009

Ichiban.


I officially return to day-time life on Monday morning!

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

SP.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

$$$$

I'm at 150 even, I got interviewed for a department manager position yesterday, we're getting a bonus on this week's check, and I'm employee of the month.


And there's a brand new wehitandrun.info!



Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Radio is dead.



Syndicated talk radio has been reduced to political garbage.

And this is the industry I'm about to go to school for? That I've been wasting the last two years on? What the hell am I doing?

On a local level, there are two cities left with decent, original programming. Atlanta and Boston. Then outside of that, there are two markets left with talk stations (Washington DC and Orlando, but they have nothing but watered down shit). 

I guess terrestrial radio completely bottoming out is the only hope I have of being number 1. It's like these are the George Bush years before I put on black face and run for president.


Monday, March 9, 2009

Boooo.



There are periods of my life where I am damn sure that Tim Kasher and Connor Oberst are the greatest minds in music.

I've sat in front of this entry for 36 minutes. I got nothing.

Maybe that's living in the moment? Not really. I'm just researching the worth of a communications degree and debating the worth of an overnight life.

I'm like Hugh Grant in About A Boy. Only without the money.

I saw some great videos of Elvis Costello with the singer of Rilo Kiley. But who wants a four video literary slumber entry?

Who even wants a literary slumber entry?

Saturday, March 7, 2009

...

Well, the decision I was mulling over a couple of entries ago has apparently been made for me. CSB closes. Good timing. Radio is dying.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Cursive.

"Excerpts from Various Notes Strewn Around The Bedroom of April Connolly, February 24, 1997."


'Why I should leave... no - Why I'm leaving you for him. Well, let's see here... well, let's see, where should I begin? Every night you get annihilated with all your friends, and every night I drink alone until you stumble home wanting some - like some fuck and run. I know you slept around, I see it in the eyes of those girls. Those fucking girls...they smile and nod, but never offer a single word - I'm just in the way - I'm the ball and chain, you're the jailbird chirping, "How hard life is in the cage!" How hard it is waking up next to me. Well, you've dug this hole, come on and fill me up. When you said you loved me I knew I was getting fucked. You said you'd never let go - all that stopped... you used to turn me on, now we're just getting off. Thats why I am leaving you.'

***And the drunken, erratic responce from April's ex boyfriend Trevor Post upon finding said various notes***

'You really, really think this guy is gonn' make it alright? You told me you could never be in love with another man, "Oh but this one is it!" But I remember when we met we knew that this was the end. Yeah I remember - I remember everything - The haircuts, the dollar movies. We used to sneak a six pack in your bag, and wait for a girl to scream or a car to crash so we could crack open our cans. Or the the time you shaved my head in the front yard; a passerby stopped to take a picture - we ended up in the paper. And now you want to leave? Well, maybe I forgot a couple things, it doesn't mean I don't remember how it feels when you're laying naked next to me, valentine, I want to feel your hips pressed up against mine. We'll push into eachother - love's alive. It might be fleeting, but it's ours and it's tonight... so won't you reconsider love-lost lives? You might be lonely, but I'm still by your side. You might have to leave, but not tonight.

I remember I used to be annoyed that he put an effect on his voice during parts of the verses, but it makes complete sense as I listen to it now. As wonderful of a voice that Mr. Kasher has, it only adds to the song.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

CSN or CSB?

I've been filling out college forms and preparing for placement tests... but I have a strong feeling that broadcasting school may be the better route for me.


Do I have four years to waste? Radio will be dead before I get my degree.

I think I'll get noticed faster in broadcasting school, considering the instructors actually work in the business and provide better networking opportunities.

Now the negatives. Well, besides everything (I have my own studio, I already work with Audition, I don't need any instructing)...

MONEY. Who has twelve thousand dollars? Even if I did, I don't feel like throwing it at some school. If I got the loan, I'd avoid it for as long as possible and then they'd just steal the money from my paychecks.

So it seems like the pros and cons both involve the sad state of radio today. Pro, because I can save an entire industry. Con, because I might not even get a gig and I'll be stuck with the loans.

Well, I guess bankrupcy is always there. I'm heading towards it anyways. I don't even know what bankrupcy covers, or if I'm really spelling it correctly.

I've seen the work of these broadcasting students online, and it's god awful. I am a better editor and producer already.

And this is where the entry just ends.

Monday, March 2, 2009

A Week In The Life.




Also in HD on youtube.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

The Coward Brothers.



Click here to watch it in HD on Vimeo.

 
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