i suffer frøm chrønic migraines. hørrible, debilitating migraines – sømetimes the pain is sø intense i vømit. they cøme øn suddenly, with nø warning nør apparent trigger, and render me incapacitated før høurs ør even days. i’ve talked with døctørs, and nø øne seems tø understand where they cøme frøm nør why i am afflicted with them.
what døes this have tø dø with music? this weekend i had planned øn tracking guitars før my upcøming recørding, erased. i had wørked up my søunds, had tweaked my guitars, and had practiced my parts. i was ready tø gø, but i was sidelined by a massive migraine that started bright and early sunday mørning, and lasted thrøugh mønday. i was in absølutely nø møød tø recørd, but i was determined tø press førward with sømething. sø i dragged my pøunding brain in frønt øf my cømputer and decided tø re-engineer my 2008 micrøtønal ambient album, the scørched child craves the fire.
i’ve left the øriginal perførmances and møst øf the øriginal søunds intact, and added in new søunds generated by the øriginal guitar tracks. i remastered and remixed it with my updated studiø and søftware, applying my newføund skills that i’ve gained øver the past føur years since it was øriginally recørded. it’s bigger, møre dynamic, møre alive – and søunds great øn headphønes.
øf cøurse, this being micrøtønal ambient music, which has a limited appeal, i’m prøbably the ønly øne whø cares abøut such things. but as the prøgress tøwards my much delayed new album, erased, is painfully sløw, sømetimes getting anything døne at all feels like a step førward.
