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Joe M. Owens
MOvember 2010 -- Final Update
13 years ago
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
Sound of Music
Some people who read this blog know that I've produced basement electronic music for the past ten years. I've dabbled off and on with various computer recording software, hardware instruments, drum machines, groove boxes and synthesizers. Ultimately, funding for other hobbies compels me to sell a little equipment here and there until finally, all I've got left is a small keyboard midi controller, a Technics SL1200 turntable and my MacBook Pro running Apple Logic Studio 8.
And I couldn't be happier.
Reviews for the Logic software can be found online, so I'll spare the details. What I will say is that my Mac is now all the recording studio I need and more. There are so many different software instruments (drum machines, synthesizers, etc.), recording tools, loop libraries plus effects and signal processors, that I'll likely never even have a chance to use them all. I'm incredibly impressed!
I can also create nearly any genre of music I want. My buddy Slim likes slower, more rugged hip hop beats while I personally enjoy more trance-oriented soundscapes. Both are equally doable within Logic and neither sound like an afterthought added to the program.
I've also found it a lot easier to get my music online.
Recently, I've set up pages on last.fm and jukeboxalive.com.
Also, sites like TuneCore.com allow you to publish your music to online distribution sites like iTunes and AmazonMP3.com. I'm pretty sure it couldn't be any easier to get yourself out there.
Between racing my bike, starting my MFA and making music again, my calendar is pretty full. But that's the way I like it: better busy than bored. Maybe I can even make some money some day off my creativity... Stay tuned.
Random Cultural Observation for July 1st: Why is it that it seems the people who spend the most on anti-aging creams, plastic surgery and trendy diets are the ones who also spend hours upon hours a week lying in tanning beds, smoking and generally abusing their bodies in the name of "looking good?" Look, if you lived a life that makes you look rode hard and put away wet, just accept the fact that you lived the shit out of life and you've got the scars to prove it. The waxy, mannequin face is not a look that suits anyone, least of all, oven-roasted 49-year-old women with a bob, cigarette in one hand and cell phone in the other, walking into a department store to spend $300 on 2 oz. of wrinkle cream.
I'm just saying.
And I couldn't be happier.
Reviews for the Logic software can be found online, so I'll spare the details. What I will say is that my Mac is now all the recording studio I need and more. There are so many different software instruments (drum machines, synthesizers, etc.), recording tools, loop libraries plus effects and signal processors, that I'll likely never even have a chance to use them all. I'm incredibly impressed!
I can also create nearly any genre of music I want. My buddy Slim likes slower, more rugged hip hop beats while I personally enjoy more trance-oriented soundscapes. Both are equally doable within Logic and neither sound like an afterthought added to the program.
I've also found it a lot easier to get my music online.
Recently, I've set up pages on last.fm and jukeboxalive.com.
Also, sites like TuneCore.com allow you to publish your music to online distribution sites like iTunes and AmazonMP3.com. I'm pretty sure it couldn't be any easier to get yourself out there.
Between racing my bike, starting my MFA and making music again, my calendar is pretty full. But that's the way I like it: better busy than bored. Maybe I can even make some money some day off my creativity... Stay tuned.
Random Cultural Observation for July 1st: Why is it that it seems the people who spend the most on anti-aging creams, plastic surgery and trendy diets are the ones who also spend hours upon hours a week lying in tanning beds, smoking and generally abusing their bodies in the name of "looking good?" Look, if you lived a life that makes you look rode hard and put away wet, just accept the fact that you lived the shit out of life and you've got the scars to prove it. The waxy, mannequin face is not a look that suits anyone, least of all, oven-roasted 49-year-old women with a bob, cigarette in one hand and cell phone in the other, walking into a department store to spend $300 on 2 oz. of wrinkle cream.
I'm just saying.
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