I’ve been playing made in korea a bunch lately for some reason. I also broke out ye olde towne drume machine and set it to playing the bassline and some semblance of the drum part, in true idiot robot fashion.
I’ve been thinking about what “demo” means, too, and I’m considering going for quantity over quality for a bit. The big hold-up has always been that the recordings don’t sound good enough for my taste, but that creates a sort of negative vortex of displeasure with the end product, which leads to less production, which leads to less practice, which leads to displeasure with the end product.
My girlfriend and I have been excavating our way through the living room, which holds treasured ancient artifacts like the 788 beneath its mountain ranges. I’ve always felt that most of my songs were like lanced boils, things born of pain that demand release, though hopefully less disgusting. They’ve been demanding release more frequently these days, for whatever reason.
So I’d like to start producing what I would characterize as “junk demos,” with truly terrible production values and laughable rhythm performances, courtesy of Dr. 670, but with the not insignificant advantage of being audible to people other than me. We’ll see how this new initiative pans out. Me and initiative, not the best of friends.