Yoko and I recorded a new episode of our show today…
And it was all on the wrong mic. I FORGOT. TO SWITCH. TO THE RIGHT. MIC. IN GARAGEBAND. So EVERYTHING sounded far away, ‘cause freaking Garageband just had it on the computer mic, UUUGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!
God, just, so, now we’re gonna have to do a completely new take, ‘cause I just scrapped the basically useless recordings.
New note to self every time we record: REMEMBER. TO MAKE SURE. THE RIGHT. MICROPHONE. IS SWITCHED ON. IN GARAGEBAND.
Probably for the best anyway, ‘cause we were all over the place and I probably talked way too much as usual.
Zeke & Yoko - #2 Celebrity Culture
This month, Zeke & Yoko make their way through another episode, this time clumsily discussing celebrity culture and its effects on humanity.
Oh my God, I forgot to reblog this last week.
Beck - The New Pollution
I thought maybe I had posted this ages ago, but checking my tags, it looks like I hadn’t. Who knows.
Anyway, a song dear to my heart. Just… such great instrumentation and melodies.
What- what’s this then? A video? Wha?
Introducing~! A podcast! Titled,
"Zeke & Yoko"
Featuring Zeke, Yoko, and their Abysmal Kids music.
In this first episode, Z and Yo awkwardly go about introducing the show, and talk mainly about themselves.
I’m a bit nervous announcing this for some reason, actually…
Thanks for posting it, J.
HERE WE GOOOOOOOO!!!
I really need to watch my mouth when Yoko and I are recording things where we’re talking, because I do not talk nearly clearly enough sometimes.
Yoko had a couple unclear moments too on this last thing we recorded.
OH THESE LAZY MOUTHED YOUTHS.
And another thing, this one, a personal note.
Anyone else get extremely, I dunno… mentally dramatic, when they’re tired? I just have these days sometimes where I’m just sitting up in my room and then, I start to get all depressed and career-suicidal and thinking everyone’s a… conniving (insert your own choice of inflammatory insult here), and I need to start taking charge of my life and stop being a priss about it, and blah blah blah, cycle of self abuse.
It’s just weird. It’s probably chemical. It’s also annoying.
But, what always fixes it for me, besides a good wink of sleep, is music and singing. And then I feel better about everything. At least marginally.
I LOVE YOU, MUSIC. LET’S GET MARRIED. Oh right, we are. ;)
Late night Garageband fiddlin’, aw yeah.
I’m finally learning how to control the individual volumes on different things better! You know the vocals and instruments and stuff. Sad it took this long really.
But! At least now not so much of the Abysmal Kids music will sound like it’s screaming at you. And we could actually do fade outs and fade ins if we want! Hooray!