/ JULY 2008

+ JULY 14TH, 2008  NOW PLAYING:  AA Bondy - American Hearts
                    
More St.Stephen's action. *Photo by Craig Chapman

FUN WITH TAPE - FREE MP3 (read on)!

I've been listening to two really outstanding albums this week, AA Bondy's "American Hearts" and Jakob Dylan's "Seeing Things".  I can't recommend these albums enough.  These guys are making killer records with cheap gear, serious sonic imperfections like vocal "pops" and audible distortion all over the place.  Christ, Jakob Dylan made his record with Rick Rubin and it still exists this way!  Why? Straight ahead, simple and honest with top notch songwriting and performance is at the forefront.  The other stuff you don't even notice when the music and performances are this good. The more and more I get into engineering and production, the more I realize it all just gets in the way. So...

In an attempt to rid myself of some lingering self-doubt about the endless attempt for sonic perfection, and to put my money where my mouth is...I thought I'd try my hand at some old school lo-fi recording again.   I've had this really old Tascam 32 1/4" tape machine here at the studio for a while, assuming it useless it's just sat there collecting dust. 

So for fun, I recorded myself doing an impromptu cover of AA Bondy's "Vice Rag", looped it through the tape machine and back into Pro Tools, just to see what it would sound like. I personally think it's neat. The tape compression and distortion sands off the high end and make it sound all old and warm...just like a record.

So here you go! Fun with tape!!  Go get it!!! 

Scott Cooper - Vice Rag (AA Bondy cover).mp3

I've ALSO been getting back into vinyl lately, searching and picking up some classic 70's songwriter LPs (mostly folk & country)...if you have old records you don't want, let me know!!  I even looked into what it would cost to get a few copies of "Tiny Increments" pressed on wax.  I'm sorry to say, that venture is not even remotely worth my while. 

What was worth my while was that time I ate three cans of baked beans, put an ear of sweet corn in my bum and made popcorn for everyone at the Olde Town drive-in. 

In hindsight, a different example would have been a better idea.  If there only was a way for me to delete what I write.     

Much Love & Stuff;
COOP


+ JULY 10TH, 2008  NOW PLAYING:  Jakob Dylan - Seeing Things

                                        Coffee-fueled, market-bound. *Photo by Cookie

I'm finding that I have a new angle of respect and empathy for the handicapped and their daily plight to get around this city.  Wait.  Let me be absolutely clear - I'm 500% not about to imply imply that my miniscule brain can even comprehend the daily hardships of the handicapped - I'm just saying....having a stroller and the difficulties presented to my mobility really makes me stop and appreciate things.  That's all, I swear.     

The amount of places that I can't get into now are unbelievable.  I'm still super passive, too.  "Ooooh, should we go there?  I don't want to impose on those people..."  I used to think the hordes of Stroller Mafia Moms were just entitled, obnoxious people who didn't consider how their decisions (let's breed and take over!!) impacted other people.  I'm sure there are those that are exactly that, but I'm also realizing that it's possible their actions are more honestly rooted in a "I've had enough of this shit treatment, THIS is what I'm doing!" kinda vibe. 

Because with a stroller, you're not even close to being handicapped, you just have limited access to things you normally don't think about.  Like stairs.  You take elevators because it's safer and easier, but worst case scenario, you pick it up (or get some help) and haul your baby and rig up the stairs.  You can do it, it's just less than ideal.

Here's an example. 

I got off at Jane station with Sam The Man, summoned the elevator and while waiting I noticed a sign that said this:

ATTENTION:  Should this elevator be out of service, please do the following:

1.  Re-enter the Jane subway platform on the eastbound side (the only elevator is on the westbound side).
2.  Travel eastbound to Dundas West station (that's 4 stops east of Jane).
3.  Take elevator to buses, then board Wheel-Trans bus 140A westbound to Jane station (that's where I already was).

Insanity!  Just to get back to where I was!?  What if the elevator at Dundas West was out of service, too?  This is someone's idea of a solution!?? 

My heart goes out to anyone who has to struggle daily with a handicap (which on its own is enough, isn't it!?) and then still have to deal with 3rd class treatment under the guise of "accessibility" and further still be considered a burden on the taxpayer and business owner.  Unbelievable.

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In other news, I feel like I haven't really been able to enjoy the summer yet.  All the patios and pools that normally make up our days are not very realistic.  This weekend however, we're hitting up a cabin for a few days and trying to get some rays, BBQ'n, and introduce Sam to friendly northern mosquitoes.  They like the taste of baby meat.

Yes, I just wrote 'baby meat'.  What!!??  It's tasty!      

Much Love & Stuff;
COOP 


+ JULY 7TH, 2008  NOW PLAYING:  Karyn Ellis - Hearts Fall

                                                             *Photo by Stacey Cooper

Greetings, beautiful people.   How have you been?   I hope this note finds you healthy, well, and enjoying this wonderful summer season.  Have you tried the cherries and *rhubarb yet?  Delicious.  That's what I hear, anyway.   

So yeah...this is my new life.  Welcome.  Weeks and weeks roll on and everything changes and nothing at all changes; a flux of emotions and love and exasperation and absolute wonderment get sucked up into the Great Time Vortex.  When you wake up on the other side (in the New Jersey Turnpike, no less) you wonder where it all went.  You can only exist in the moment. 

Our little boy is growing like a weed.  He's absolutely wonderful and reminds me that I should take better care of my skin.  Fitting, with the sun's harmful UVB rays ripping down upon us.  He also reminds me that I really don't know anything at all, but somehow that doesn't stop me from talking like I do.  You can hear me talking way too much in a couple of recent interviews I did.  You can read them HERE and HERE

*This one time I ate some rhubarb and I swear I could see through clothing.  I thought your boobs looked nice but your underwear wasn't very slutty.   

Much Love & Stuff;
COOP 


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