Here are the gruesom photos:
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| OEM direct from my gumline |
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| Cleaned up, you can see the degradation hole from pressing on my molar |
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| Just how I want people to remember me, hah. You can see the two root holes, pooled blood and all. |
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Acoustic Album: A Segment of Truth
More about this album...
This album is a pet project of mine. In the summer of 2008, I came to a realization about myself: I am not the quintessential singer/songwriter.
Growing up, I always thought I'd record some epic album of music that people would play on the radio everywhere; obviously this was grandious leftovers of childhood entertainment and self-importance. Making it big in popular music is a hard business, and I never stopped to realize: that's not what would make me happy.
Somewhere between my exit from college and induction into adult life, I also realized that simply strumming standard chords and playing in 4/8 is for people who don't truely want to find their inner voice in guitar. Unfortunately, this was the outcome of hanging out with arrogant wannabes.
I kept on playing privately, for my own enjoyment, however I found that I forget what I play if I don't record it. If this can be done with words, say in a book, I could do this from my computer at home in the moments I wanted. Nothing had to be forced or derived. I hate the crap they play on the radio; I only listen to WBUR public radio if at all.
This music is the kind of music that's playing in my head all day long anyway, so I thought I'd record it and see what happens. It's all done with a Shure SM57 unidirectional mic, my Seagull cutout, and free audio software called Audacity.
This is how I like to spend my spare time.
Growing up, I always thought I'd record some epic album of music that people would play on the radio everywhere; obviously this was grandious leftovers of childhood entertainment and self-importance. Making it big in popular music is a hard business, and I never stopped to realize: that's not what would make me happy.
Somewhere between my exit from college and induction into adult life, I also realized that simply strumming standard chords and playing in 4/8 is for people who don't truely want to find their inner voice in guitar. Unfortunately, this was the outcome of hanging out with arrogant wannabes.
I kept on playing privately, for my own enjoyment, however I found that I forget what I play if I don't record it. If this can be done with words, say in a book, I could do this from my computer at home in the moments I wanted. Nothing had to be forced or derived. I hate the crap they play on the radio; I only listen to WBUR public radio if at all.
This music is the kind of music that's playing in my head all day long anyway, so I thought I'd record it and see what happens. It's all done with a Shure SM57 unidirectional mic, my Seagull cutout, and free audio software called Audacity.
This is how I like to spend my spare time.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
When Lack of Wisdom Is a Virtue
Today was the day. I got my bottom left wisdom tooth extracted this morning, under general anesthesia, and it only took about 45 minutes. The specialist, Dr. Dawn Ansello D.M.D. and her staff were phenominally professional, kind, and just what was necessary in an otherwise uncomfortable situation.
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