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When I can't produce, it makes me frustrated. The frustration makes me depressed. I don't care about quality just production.

Yesterday, Feb. 1, day 1 of the FAWM project. I had the whole night to myself with me, a couple of guitars, two cats, one V-AMP, a computer and a head full of ideas.

The technology is a total mess. Trying to create a ghetto recording studio in a guest room without the proper equipment just sucks. So, it takes two hours just to get set up and have a system that will actually record into my computer . . . I should have done this over the weekend.

Next: try to recreate the Shoegaze sound of My Bloody Valentine. Right. The chords just become a muddy mess of crackles and distortion. The V-Amp emulates something like 20 amp heads and 18 digital effects and has reverb that will make you melt.

I could find no combination even close to workable.

Oh, and I have absolutely no idea for any lyrics what-so-ever. Must ba all the time I spend in a cube. If you have any ideas at all . . . I'm game.

And did I mention that my skill playing the guitar is lacking? Yeah, I have a hard time getting my pinkys to work for me, not against me.

I had hoped to have at least one song done to get the month off to a good start but now I just feel like a complete failure. And the frustration/depression will be the hardest to beat.

February is always my worst month anyway.

The good news (for me at least) is that I did end up recording, very slopily, six potential verse chorus combos. I put each minute long clip on my iPod so I can obsess and hopefully be inspired to flesh them out and attach a story to each.

So . . . if these work out, I have 6 out of 14 done. If not, I am back to square one.

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