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think of how a castrated horse feels

Here’s an idea: a git repository that controls the latest version of the album.

I’m super busy til I fly out to Melbourne on Wednesday evening. I’ll try to post again before then, and you’ll probably get a post from the airport before I leave too.

In the meantime, I’m working on remixes, radio mixes, my live set, and also squeezing some work in there too. Gah. Good thing I’m going on holiday soon …

Filed under: life, tours

i do hope you have the time

Five minutes between projects. As good a time as any to write some more.

At work at the moment, I am between Super Boring Project and Super Boring Project II – The Reckoning, so I’m not really looking forward to the next week or two. On the flip side, it’s now almost exactly a week until I fly out to Melbourne, which I am looking forward to like a motherfucker.

I’m in a bit of a spot with the Suicide EP thing. I’ve put together a draft of the whole thing, mixed, mastered, and in sequence. I’ve listened to it a couple of times so far, and there are a few points in the mixing that I need to work on, and some of the tune transitions aren’t working as well as they could. These are all easily fixable problems though.

The thing that is making me second guess the wisdom of this whole thing is that this release is totally instrumental (at least, it is at the moment).  It’s also all hiphop type beats, none of the heavy dub stuff that I’ve made of late. I really want to get it out the door before I go away, so I have something to point at during the promo spots that I’m doing, and in the media that is being sent out.

I’ve just realised that it’s a shit idea though. A couple of these tunes would definitely be better with vocals. So I don’t think it’s going to make it out before the trip.

AAAAAAARgh I’m confused. Is it better to have product out sooner that’s 90% of the way there, or is it better to keep putting it off indefinitely until it’s 99%?

Fuck it. I’ve released stuff I was 90% happy with in the past and always regretted it. I think I’ll try a different approach this time.

In other news, I had turnip soup for the first time last night, and quite enjoyed it. I’m not joking.

Filed under: suicide EP, tours

look on the bright side

Just a quick one while I start my brain up again after lunch.

The new EP will be called “Suicide”. It will be finished this week, in time for my trip over to Melbourne. The price will be $pay what you like, with a minimum of $0.00. Bandcamp will be the place to get it, at first. It’ll be a digital-only release to start with.

That is all.

Filed under: suicide EP

i got a new complaint

Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce Roxy, the newest member of the Jenkins family. A nine year old tan doberman.

She’s one of the most affectionate dogs I’ve ever met. Dad is so much happier with a dog at his feet. She was rescued by the Doberman Association of WA, who contacted Dad to see if he wanted her after her owner was unable to keep her. She loves chewing her blue blanket, but not as much as she loves licking people.

In other big news, as you may have heard earlier, Conrad hit 10,000 videos uploaded yesterday. The man is a fucking genius. Next milestones: 500,000 channel views and 1,000,000 upload views. It’s going to be a long haul, but we are braced and ready.

Went to the football preseason game on Friday night, which was very enjoyable. I’ve done an awful lot of nothing this weekend, but I’ve got a massive week coming up so i definitely needed some time to recharge. That said, I am posting this from work. Had a few things to tidy up that I really should have had done last week. A bit lame, but it won’t take long; then it’s back home to try to finalise an EP that I’ve been trying to get together to take to Melbourne. I’ve decided to release some material that has been around for a while on my hard drive, but that not a lot of people will have heard. It’s not new stuff to anyone who .. lives with me, but I’ve not really pushed a lot of released material out properly in the last twelve months, so it’s probably time to correct that. There’s a couple of totally new tracks too, for the heads that will have already heard some of the other tunes.

The EP will be called.. um..

Alright, enough procrastination; time to get down to it.

Filed under: conrad, life

disgrace the family name

So I was casually perusing the internet yesterday .. ok actually I was checking to see if this blog had overtaken my myspace page yet in Google’s search results for “dos4gw” (it hasn’t) and I spotted an unfamiliar search result – a review of a sampler that the good man Baddums had sent out before I played the Melbourne leg of the tour with Tomas Ford. A very favourable review in Cyclic Defrost, as it turns out. This pleased me greatly. I got in touch with the man who wrote it, and he informed me that he put 440 in a mix that he did for Monday Jazz called I’m Leaving Home.

This was an even bigger surprise. I’m not really much for self promotion, much to the annoyance of a lot of the people that I work with in my musical endeavours – so it was a real bolt out of the blue to hear a tune of mine in a mix from someone that I’d never met before, or even contacted myself. Maybe this is just noobish ‘oooh lookee’ feelings from the discovery. Meh, who cares?! woohoo! hahah. The mix is well worth a listen too; it’s a buzz to see my name on a tracklisting that also includes The Gaslamp Killer and Harmonic 313.

Anyway, many thanks to the man like neut for the hookup.  Large ones. Believe. 360.

Speaking of .. well, things totally unrelated to that, doctoredjnr has a new blog, so go and check that out. I highly recommend putting that one in the reader list, even if you don’t know him – he is an insightful and hilarious bastard.

In other news, Mathas is supporting The Motherfuckin’ RZA tonight, and I got a message from him this afternoon asking if he could use one of my new beats for a track at the gig. I couldn’t message him back fast enough. So yeah, if you’re going to RZA, listen out.

Two weeks til the Melbourne trip. I’m not counting the days yet, but I think I will start counting tomorrow.

Filed under: legends, shit I like, tours

i need you back, oh baby baby

So it turns out I haven’t been off caffeine totally; I’ve been drinking green jasmine tea, which has some caffeine in it. When I found out this morning, I felt quite stupid. The thing is, I’m not going to worry too much about it. I’ve been feeling heaps better, sleeping much more heavily, and I’m able to concentrate for more than three seconds on things. I’ve also made some new beats which I think are amongst my best work, so that’s an unexpected positive.

It’s my two year anniversary at iiNet today. Well, actually it would have been yesterday, but yeah. It doesn’t sound like much of an achievement, but it’s actually the longest I’ve ever worked for the same company. I’ve also not been going out of my mind in those two years, which has been pleasant.

Conrad is getting very close to 10,000 videos, he’ll undoubtedly hit it this week sometime:

I am wondering if the 10k mark would warrant a shandy.

Filed under: conrad, life, work

promise you, I have been true

Today has been domestic, as Sundays increasingly seem to be. We’ve got a rent inspection at El Shentona on Tuesday, and I’ll be out tomorrow night, so had to bend the back today instead – and it’s all worked out really well. Did the floors, cleaned three of the four bathrooms, did all my washing AND ironing (which is a fucking miracle), and got all of the stains in the carpet from my birthday party out, with the help of some absolutely bitchin’ carpet spot cleaner.

Lame, I know.

Actually, one thing of note that I did today was enjoying a dozy sleep in. If I’m hungover, I have to get up and do something, otherwise I find that the hangover just extends to swallow the entire day. Having been out last night (to a Community gig at the Velvet Lounge, at which I witnessed some Seriously Excellent Fucking Business of the Highest Order, more on that in another post), I found myself in the strange situation of waking up late on a Sunday morning without a hangover.

I spent $12 on soda water and lime at the gig, and it was .. ok. There’s just something about having a pint in the hand at a friendly gig with your mates. If I was to give up alcohol altogether, I think the 11pm-on-Saturday-night-at-the-Scotto pint would be the one that I missed the most. That said, I got through the night with no dramas, and didn’t come close to cracking. Hooray.

Also, I had a bit of a moment this afternoon. The cleaning was all done, and I had clothes for the week clean and ready to go. I made myself a cup of jasmine and sat down on the couch in front of the cricket. Then something weird happened. I actually felt myself relaxing. It was a very pleasant surprise. I hadn’t noticed that this experience was missing from my life previously, but it definitely was.

Going caffeine free has been hard, much harder than going alcohol free. You can get caffeine anywhere, anytime, and it’s socially acceptable to be absolutely hopping with the stuff 100% of the time – and I was overloading on it something cruel. There’s been moments this week when I’ve felt more direct and on track at work than I ever have been. There’s also been hours and hours where I’ve felt totally dead, my brain throbbing and my eyes refusing to focus. I’ve come home from work, instantly felt a migraine coming on, and written the evening off lying my bedroom with the lights off, hoping for a quick death.

Now, I’ve never been much of an all-natural type, but living with much lower chemical stimulant levels has been an amazing revelation. After this month finishes and I come back from Melbourne, I’ve got some strategies lined up to try to slowly ease alcohol back in to my life in a more healthy manner – trying to only drink on weekends and stuff like that. Living without the social lubricant that the society I live in relies upon for so much interaction doesn’t appeal to me – although I don’t plan on ever drinking another caffeinated soda.

Unless we’re having a Trailer Park Boys night and it’s got rum in it, of course.

God, I just read that back and I sound like a total yoga-enjoying yoghurt-eating tree-resident. Fuck this, fuck you, fuck off YEAAAH here’s some motherfucking REFUSED PARTY PROGRAM

As with all Refused stuff, give it a minute. And yeah I know I posted this somewhere else before but I am on a real Refused kick at the moment – also it kinda fits with my theme for the month too, what with them being straight edge vegan Marxists, or whatever.

Here’s to another week! I’m gonna go work on a beat. ah geah.

Filed under: life

stomach acid worms that dance in sugared sludge

Super busy at work at the moment but thought I’d take fifteen minutes before lunch to clear my head and bash out a post before attacking the next big bug.

In the last few weeks, we’ve instituted “tie day” at work on Thursdays. There’s only a couple of us doing it, but I’ve been enjoying it. It started when a co-worker (not a cow-orker, there’s a difference) was lamenting the fact that he couldn’t wear his new tie to work, because he felt like it’d be weird if he was the only one wearing such a thing.

For those who don’t know me personally, I work at a large Perth-based ISP, which prides itself on being a bit different, a bit more casual than the two big players in the current market. Thus, we’re not required to fully suit up to come to work, which is a blessing – we can come in pants and a branded polo shirt, or tidy jeans and a collared shirt, something like that. When we moved to the new office, they tightened up the dress code a little bit, but after a couple of months, it’s back to being pretty slack. However, I’ve started wearing pants and collared shirts every day, in an effort to try to separate “work mode” from “relaxation mode” a bit more. If I’m at my desk in blue jeans and a polo shirt, it feels like I could be at home; LCD screens, keyboard and mouse, internet, doing some code, listening to music.. it’s all too familiar. I made the switch to dressing up a bit more after Christmas, and I think it’s been helping.

Anyway, tie day. At first, I thought it’d be a one off, just to see how it went – and to make sure my mate didn’t feel like too much of a black sheep, heh. I’ve had to wear ties to work every day before, and it wasn’t great, mostly because I was too poor to buy decent shirts and ties. I’ve got some nice shirts now though, and a few wearable ties. I’ve lost my Led Zeppelin tie though; bugger. The test run went well, and we decided to have ‘tied up Thursday’ every week (and you can thank Swee for the name).

It’s got me thinking. We’ve freely made the choice to wear ties to work, and made a bit of a running joke out of it; but it’s certainly made me think about the increasing corporatisation of our workplace. We’re not exactly an evil corporation yet, but I know that since I started working here about two years ago, the atmosphere has definitely changed. Less focus on innovation, more results-oriented decision making. Less small-team unity, more pressure from executives to reach unattainable targets. I realise that this is just business logic coming to home to roost (as it probably should in a publicly listed company) but it doesn’t really foster a positive environment for developers who are supposed to be designing optimal systems, not just ones that will do the job.

I still enjoy my job, and love working with most of the people I work with, many of whom have become close friends, which I realise is a rare thing. I also really actually believe in the brand that I work for. I don’t want to lose that. It’s just sad to see cold management actively working towards pushing away the most talented minds in the company by stifling the pride they need to feel in their work.

god damn, how did I get onto that..

Filed under: life, work

the results are always perfect


Day 2 of not drinking is going well. It’s almost Day 3. Wasn’t as bored tonight, I went back in to work after dinner because I had a few ideas on stuff that had confounded me earlier, and to distract myself a bit. Distraction? Check. Get Shit Done? not so much. Better than nothing though.

I was reading this morning about all the crap that they put into Diet Coke. Now, if you’ve been around my person for the last.. well about five or six years I guess, you will have noticed that I drink a shitload of Diet Coke. I weaned myself off it last year, but I had stacked on a bit of weight and needed all the help I could get to drop it. So I went back on, I think mostly as something to be doing which wasn’t going for a handful of nuts (oh ho).

Now, none of the shit I was reading today sounded very fucking good. Then I got to thinking. What if I could live without the sugar substitutes as well as without the alcohol? Surely that would be helpful. I might have to be stricter about what I eat to counteract the appetite suppressant nature of caffeine, but I reckon I can do it. So, I’m going to try to do that this month too. It might sound a bit rash, but my sleeping patterns are all kinds of fucked up, and the less ‘omg awake now’ juice that I have to drink in the long run, the better. I don’t drink coffee, so that’s not a thing either, at least not for me.

For those of you who are worried that I am pussing out on you with this health crap, well, you can cram it. I usually spend $5-$10 a day on Diet Coke as it stands. That’s $150-$300 a month. what the fuck is that? It’s a fucking waste of money, if nothing else. Even if I only count for $5 a day, that’s my phone bill and gas bill right there for the month, with change to buy a couple of those bitchin’ chicken and avocado rolls from Lawley’s Bakery around the corner.

What the fuck am I doing? mother of god. That’s upwards of $1.5k a year. on soda. What?! That’d pay for a tour’s worth of flights. That’s the new computer I have been complaining about not being able to afford (if you’re reading this, work people, thank you very much for the birthday money, however, please forgive me for spending it on.. tour flights. what I lack in courtesy, I make up in irony). That’s a lot of fucking money and remember, that’s a conservative estimate.

Jesus, like many things I have written so far, I started out with one thing in mind and have totally lost my train of thought. Well, that was a fucking revelation. A grand and a half per year.. probably more. Probably heaps more. Fuck me, I could probably have cleared my fucking credit card debt with the money I’ve spent on Diet Coke at iiNet alone.


Where .. what in the fuck, man? Where does this rampant fucking spending come from? What does it achieve? I’m the first to admit that unfettered consumerism can be a comfort (albeit a pretty fucking cold one) during hard times, but… fuck, this is ridiculous.

Ok well that’s about all the motivation I need for that. If I don’t drink soda, I can spent the money on something that I really want.

Like the gas bill.

Filed under: life

nothing really bothers her

I’m glad to see that everyone agrees with me about that Jupiter One record. As you were, people.

Havoc: what the fuck man? If you make all of the best beats in the universe, what in seven kinds of fuck are the rest of us supposed to do with our time? It’s fucking.. selfish. God damn it. I am on a mega Mobb Deep kick at the moment. I had heard Infamous years ago but it didn’t really click and I hadn’t picked up on any of their other shit since – and what a mistake that was. Listening back to Infamous now, I’m kinda puzzled. Why the fuck didn’t I like this record when I was 17? It’s fucking diamond tipped. Dip that fucker in gold.

Blood Money would have been better if Havoc had made all the beats though. MOSTLY BECAUSE HE IS A GOD.

Oh yeah – Krispin put me onto these guys – Real Live, from the mid nineties. If you hunt around, you can find the album they did on rapidshit or megalame. How fucking unreal is that beat?

So, what do sober people do on boring Monday nights? Apart from idling on facebook, of course. I’ve got that covered.

Filed under: legends, shit I like

wait, what?

I'm putting together a new album. I'm also writing about it! hooray. shit is going to be cash.

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