December | 2007 | JoeKiller

As the camera continues to import pictures involving things which I have found more interesting, I ponder the most incomplete year roundup of information. I promise no more posts this year, but that doesn’t mean it couldn’t happen. I predict that at some point in the future, I will be partying on a beach, in the Caribbean, with people who which may be close or even have similar names. Wacky. Pimping ain’t easy. Nah. It’s fucking easy. Sleazy deazy. Schmeazy Wheezy.

Absent babel continues to dominate the thought which is pouring out of the mind. sometimes the top looks very blank, but there are streaks of texture which are striking. I guess in their abstract form, we each see our own goals and aspirations. Isn’t it ironic that hell is under ground, however all the heat in my house comes from the top? Actually, sometimes it comes from the sides, but this really isn’t the most important subject which you or I need to cover.

Preparation is transparent at the end of the presentation. Because the end result, however so simple, creates another automation of complication which yields ridiculously results of supreme awesomeness. Do not underestimate your initial reaction. The guise is revealed under, “first is the best”. Further, being that most people are not inclined to doubt themselves each idea is weighed with an imbalance. If another iteration is wrong, the previous was more right. If the subsequent contribution is true, it was still the second choice where there is a false pretense that the initial could have been a superior judgment. Funny how those things work. Remember, learn from all mistakes.

Looking to see which microphones are bringing most excellent stereo separation brings to light the obvious truth: SBD (xlr out) > V3 (optical out) > Nomad JB3 @ 44.1 khz. Still, YMBS2005-10-08 is crazy nasty sound.

I lost track. My apologies; we shall continue this post as planed. Pictures in order.
Widespread Panic struck North Charleston at the beginning of November.

Bobby Lee parked his RV outside Gottrocks in Greenville, SC over the Thanksgiving weekend to entertain beside members of The Bridge. He is a class act and even played Saturn’s Around the Bend for me.

Some days you drive home from work tired as shit, other times you feel energized and excited. I cannot help but be the latter.

When legends come to town with your favorite bluegrass player this side of the Natural Bridge, Va, you can’t help but take a really blurry picture of him.