pangea

Got back to Berea in one piece, and was really quite thankful to make it there. I have my own issues with small-town-Kentucky, but they are minute compared to the somewhat uncomfortable relationship I have with West Virginia at times. As the late great Mr. Vonnegut would say, so it goes.

I leave in a few days to go back to WV and then fly out to Utah for the rest of the month. I'm sure it'll be a good trip, but I honestly have my reservations about some of the goings-on that I'll surely be paying privy to. AKA, paparazzi, celebrity-chasers, swag, etc.

Right now I'm up to my neck in Carillon, which means that I've been spending a lot of time surrounded by paper and photos at a table at Berea Coffee and Tea which, considering everyone knows me there, and considering the internet is readily available, has become sort of like an office for me over the past few days. Really my formatting ideas won't mean much until I meet with my wonderful editors. They're a team of superheroes. Sometimes I feel really inadequate as an Editor in Chief, but everything seems to be coming together, somehow, due mainly to them of course. The magazine is going to be much better this year, that's one thing I can be sure of.

In other news, that Dntel remix is coming along really nicely. Should have it on here mid February I think, as obviously I'll have no time to work on it while I'm at Sundance. I want a really organic sound, so I'm working with some recordings of wind chimes, street noises, some muffled beats, and I want to lay down a cello track (the final addition) after I get home from Utah. Right now it would be pointless, considering Beatrice (any cello over 150 years old deserves a name) needs to have her seams glued again, and that's not happening until after my return.

More soon.