1. you should have ALL checked out Andrews Twisted logic page.
2. I have bought most of the parts I need for my amp (bar a few annoyingly hard to find resistors..and caps)
3. I have seen nearly every one of my old friends from this country.
4. I have talked about home way too much.
5. I have recorded a band.
6. I have used all bar 13 of my months' texts.
7. I have left way too many comments on Bebo.
8. I have neglected this site too much, and it might bite me soon if I continue.
9. I have drove through town again :)
10. I have eatten chocolate.
11. I have started about 4 new songs.
12. I have spent over...$500?
13. I have not missed my life in Rarotonga.
14. I have used near a months worth of internet.
15. I have made three semi (but only semi) successful guitar pedals. (including a loop of my own design..it's fancy)
My lifes treating me pretty sweetly at the moment.
Found today some tubes, a nice set of EL34's at JayCar.
They're only $49 each, which is a bonus (because at music planet they were gonna charge me $75 for them).
Also, added bonus they are Electro Harmonics, which means much to guitarists.
I still can't find an output transformer, but have been given the name "Steve bartlet" a few times, so I'll have to give him a wee call.
Dad and Cathrine left for Australia this morning...at 4am (woot...for getting up early).
So I have the house until Friday...come over and I'll poke you in the eye!
It is kind of a nice feeling having the place to myself, no pressure...kinda reminds me of the rest of my life :)
Any way kiddies, I've got to ring Steve now.
So I shall see you all later.
Also if you get this before..now
Go to the Wunderbar tonight, Twisted Logic are playing, and if you're into alternatice semi free jazz, then they're right up your tree.
love
jonny.
AirPlay
since 2007
Monday, April 21, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Go check out twisted logic's page!
hrr
I've got to stop comparing myself to Thom Yorke.
it's just plain disappointing.
I'm ambitious in my planning of AirPlay's first full length album.
it'll be about a year until it's finished, but I'm still looking forward to it.
All i have is a few images in my head at the moment.
Mainly the classic falling in dreams etc. but oh well.
trying to embody that feeling you get when you're sleeping, and your heart slows down..which is why you feel like you're falling through your bed.
And the sudden bang, after which you wake up, is your body going;
"AH!"
and boosting it back into action, so you don't relax yourself to death.
but yeah, trying to write that feeling into music is giving me a head ach.
Oh man, i'm not looking forward to going back to Rarotonga.
Where there is no piano.
AH, my key'd friend will be gone from me again.
oho well, soon I'll be back, and will hopefully have my own.
hmm...just looking at radiohead's new titles and lyrics;
"Up on the ladder"
"You let your people down"
"15 steps then a share drop"
"jigsaw falling into place"
"you real me out and then you cut the string"
...falling seems to be on the minds of more people than just me.
Still I need some more pictures and then hopefully it'll be all go.
Ah..okay I'm gonna go restring my crafter.
moo
Jonny.
I've got to stop comparing myself to Thom Yorke.
it's just plain disappointing.
I'm ambitious in my planning of AirPlay's first full length album.
it'll be about a year until it's finished, but I'm still looking forward to it.
All i have is a few images in my head at the moment.
Mainly the classic falling in dreams etc. but oh well.
trying to embody that feeling you get when you're sleeping, and your heart slows down..which is why you feel like you're falling through your bed.
And the sudden bang, after which you wake up, is your body going;
"AH!"
and boosting it back into action, so you don't relax yourself to death.
but yeah, trying to write that feeling into music is giving me a head ach.
Oh man, i'm not looking forward to going back to Rarotonga.
Where there is no piano.
AH, my key'd friend will be gone from me again.
oho well, soon I'll be back, and will hopefully have my own.
hmm...just looking at radiohead's new titles and lyrics;
"Up on the ladder"
"You let your people down"
"15 steps then a share drop"
"jigsaw falling into place"
"you real me out and then you cut the string"
...falling seems to be on the minds of more people than just me.
Still I need some more pictures and then hopefully it'll be all go.
Ah..okay I'm gonna go restring my crafter.
moo
Jonny.
Friday, April 11, 2008
new ideas
Shards of rock line the ever descending walls of the cavern.
From this angle you'd think you could see to the bottom.
Mist rises up from the depths, as fires burn, carried infront of the men who once hunted you.
You can not see them through the smoke, and the terrifyingly long fall to the bottom which was enough to unnerve even the most experienced of you.
In the distance a pare of eyes gleam in as the blue moon light streams in through a crack in the rock.
You catch them perfectly with your own, and they shiver the very spine in your back.
Shivering and scared you move on as ordered.
The rope around your throat tightens with the pull of the guiding hand you've all come to know as boss.
no one has explained where you're going, but you know it involves finding a rout down these walls.
Often you've looked up and wished, wondered why all this is happening.
Why you are you, and not one of them.
You've wished for so many things. land, family, freedom.
Patiently waiting for them to come to fruition.
The rope bounding your hands is cut. You are to use them to scale the rock face into the deep blackness of the cavern.
The rock is so cold you struggle to touch it with out your hand becoming useless.
but you press on, for fear of what awaits you if you do not.
You've wished for less fear. For less things to be fearful of.
no more ropes, no more damp clothes, no more darkness.
Wished that you could one day be dry and perhaps even in sun light.
But for now you press against the wall, your fragile nearly transparent skin losing it's grip on the cliff.
You stumble for a second as a voice breaks the long silence which has plagued the past two days.
it screams and bounces off the opposing walls, the sound fills the space, and seems to linger in the air long after it should have disappeared. The cliff faces hurl the noise back and forth like a game, each time it hits you like a boulder landing on your back.
You regain your grip on the wall.
Few paces more now, but you keep looking down. Into the black.
Into the end, into the one place you think would be worse than where you are now.
you come to a tiny ledge, barley big enough for you to place both feet.
Placing both hands palm down on the wall, you stand on the ledge, and look out to the other side of the cavern.
it must be a few hundred meters away. no detail from your angle, just the shimmers of light coming from below, suggestions of its shape.
You remember the brilliant sun light. The green of the pastures below you, as you held your child above yourself. Staring into her eyes as you spin around on the grass.
You remember the red and the yellow of the falling leaves above the tire swing you had made her.
Your wife waits for the two of you to be back, the table is set.
You remember a perfect life.
You remember waking from that, knowing it never happened.
You continue your journey.
This is the beginning of an idea i've got.
it'll involve a lot of work, and wont be finished for at least a year.
hope you like it once it's finished.
Oh Also, if you're a graphic designer I need to talk to you.
please leave a comment or something. i'm going multi media with this one.
Enjoy
jonny.
From this angle you'd think you could see to the bottom.
Mist rises up from the depths, as fires burn, carried infront of the men who once hunted you.
You can not see them through the smoke, and the terrifyingly long fall to the bottom which was enough to unnerve even the most experienced of you.
In the distance a pare of eyes gleam in as the blue moon light streams in through a crack in the rock.
You catch them perfectly with your own, and they shiver the very spine in your back.
Shivering and scared you move on as ordered.
The rope around your throat tightens with the pull of the guiding hand you've all come to know as boss.
no one has explained where you're going, but you know it involves finding a rout down these walls.
Often you've looked up and wished, wondered why all this is happening.
Why you are you, and not one of them.
You've wished for so many things. land, family, freedom.
Patiently waiting for them to come to fruition.
The rope bounding your hands is cut. You are to use them to scale the rock face into the deep blackness of the cavern.
The rock is so cold you struggle to touch it with out your hand becoming useless.
but you press on, for fear of what awaits you if you do not.
You've wished for less fear. For less things to be fearful of.
no more ropes, no more damp clothes, no more darkness.
Wished that you could one day be dry and perhaps even in sun light.
But for now you press against the wall, your fragile nearly transparent skin losing it's grip on the cliff.
You stumble for a second as a voice breaks the long silence which has plagued the past two days.
it screams and bounces off the opposing walls, the sound fills the space, and seems to linger in the air long after it should have disappeared. The cliff faces hurl the noise back and forth like a game, each time it hits you like a boulder landing on your back.
You regain your grip on the wall.
Few paces more now, but you keep looking down. Into the black.
Into the end, into the one place you think would be worse than where you are now.
you come to a tiny ledge, barley big enough for you to place both feet.
Placing both hands palm down on the wall, you stand on the ledge, and look out to the other side of the cavern.
it must be a few hundred meters away. no detail from your angle, just the shimmers of light coming from below, suggestions of its shape.
You remember the brilliant sun light. The green of the pastures below you, as you held your child above yourself. Staring into her eyes as you spin around on the grass.
You remember the red and the yellow of the falling leaves above the tire swing you had made her.
Your wife waits for the two of you to be back, the table is set.
You remember a perfect life.
You remember waking from that, knowing it never happened.
You continue your journey.
This is the beginning of an idea i've got.
it'll involve a lot of work, and wont be finished for at least a year.
hope you like it once it's finished.
Oh Also, if you're a graphic designer I need to talk to you.
please leave a comment or something. i'm going multi media with this one.
Enjoy
jonny.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
So...guess where I am
That's right.
Back in the sunny city of Christchurch for the winter.
Well a few weeks of it at least.
No idea when I'm going back yet, but for now, i'm here and that's all that's important right.
Walked for a while around the city today.
that was kind of refreshing.
buildings, different people. people I don't know, and have never seen before.
The random whos night was hard, and is taking it easy on his coffee,
the girl who thinks shes late t work becasue of daylight saving.
it was nice.
Any way, just thought I'd update you on my international status.
Give me a call or something if you're a friend, other wise you won't have my number.
HUG
Jonny.
OH OH OH! By the way, recorded my brothers band Twisted Logic today. Absolutly awesome Jazz trio (not jazz..strictly, but freak'n amazing. Look them up on MySpace, they're freak'n awesomeeeee!)
Back in the sunny city of Christchurch for the winter.
Well a few weeks of it at least.
No idea when I'm going back yet, but for now, i'm here and that's all that's important right.
Walked for a while around the city today.
that was kind of refreshing.
buildings, different people. people I don't know, and have never seen before.
The random whos night was hard, and is taking it easy on his coffee,
the girl who thinks shes late t work becasue of daylight saving.
it was nice.
Any way, just thought I'd update you on my international status.
Give me a call or something if you're a friend, other wise you won't have my number.
HUG
Jonny.
OH OH OH! By the way, recorded my brothers band Twisted Logic today. Absolutly awesome Jazz trio (not jazz..strictly, but freak'n amazing. Look them up on MySpace, they're freak'n awesomeeeee!)
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
..man RHS rules!
Well i just received word that Riccarton High School has again gotten a team through to Wellington for the Sheillah Winn Shakespeare festival.
Boy does that bring back memories of when i was in such a team.
..words can't really describe the pride I have in my old drama teacher and friends who have made it through. So I'll just stick with saying well done! And break legs in welly.
I just wish I could have seen it.
Again awesome work.
Jonny.
Boy does that bring back memories of when i was in such a team.
..words can't really describe the pride I have in my old drama teacher and friends who have made it through. So I'll just stick with saying well done! And break legs in welly.
I just wish I could have seen it.
Again awesome work.
Jonny.
Jonny's solo stuff example
hello all.
As the title may ave suggested this is a wee example of my solo stuff at the moment.
Happily linked in from YouTube, because the blooger system is annoying :D
yaay.
The mixing isn't what it SHOULD (and does) sound like because of the compression I had to put on it to upload. So it'll sound better in CD form.
hope you like it
Jonny.
As the title may ave suggested this is a wee example of my solo stuff at the moment.
Happily linked in from YouTube, because the blooger system is annoying :D
yaay.
The mixing isn't what it SHOULD (and does) sound like because of the compression I had to put on it to upload. So it'll sound better in CD form.
hope you like it
Jonny.
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