February 8, 2012, 3:14 am in public

In progress

inprogress

New style mesh. We’ll see how it turns out. I have good feelings.

February 6, 2012, 7:55 am in public
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*skips through youtube video of Madonna’s halftime show, grimacing in horror*

What a grotesque misuse of awesome stage technology.

February 5, 2012, 10:55 pm in public

Tonights canvas

Tonights Canvas

Sliced apple tossed in lemon juice and dusted with paprika

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Plain greek yogurt with South African Smoke seasoning and shredded cheese
Caraway wild rice with orange-infused walnut oil, cranberries and rosemary pecans
Baked salmon with smoked salt and Everyday Seasoning

February 5, 2012, 8:04 pm in public

Profile update

Earthbound Akhilandeshvari
Potty mouth
Dictionary browser
Geek massage therapist
Purveyor of the sharing violation
Inflexible circus aerialist
Cat butler
Sarcasm aficionado
Transformation enabler
Cockhound
Dainty sipper of hateorade
Sex symbol
Indecently gleeful
Domestic chef
Inconspicuously timid
Badass thrill-seeking homebody
Excruciatingly sensitive
Tea addict
Passionate perfectionism idealist
Artist
Secretly well-hung
Unfinished

February 5, 2012, 5:18 pm in public

Where in Eastern Washington is...

I’m heading to Spokane at the end of March to put on a special living room music show and contemplating the opportunity to spend a few days traveling somewhere else as well. We thought about Yellowstone but it is totally off season during that time with no available accommodations (even camping). Any suggestions?

February 4, 2012, 6:01 pm in public

Fascist Pandora

I just sat down to write a rant about Pandora and their flip-floppy principals of having intricate, almost hieroglyphic explanations for track selections, but no way to tell them why you liked or disliked a track.

Sure, it’s great to know that you picked Sinewave for me because of its “electronica roots, downtempo influences, unsyncopated ensemble rhythms, straight drum beats and use of modal harmonies” — but you don’t care why I’m thumbing it up or down?

I’ve developed a fucking complex about it man, cause like.. I’m sick to fucking death of “Teardrop” and that fucking track from the Virgin Suicides, but I still want Pandora to play similar tracks and not deprive my station of the “electronica roots, ambient soundscapes, downtempo influences, headnodic beats and unsyncopated ensemble rhythms” because I gave an Air track the stinkythumb.

Similarly, I sometimes want to thumbs up a track because of it’s intro or outro before all those stupid drums and shit kick in, but I don’t because then my station transforms into some kind of glitchrave, and I get all sorts of weird twitchy shit that’s full of the part of the song I just thumbsup’d that I didn’t like.

I was just sitting down to bitch about this when I poked around the site a little bit and found an “I’m tired of this track” option buried under the uparrow submenu thingie for the track that says “Why was this track selected?”

So there. Hopefully that helps someone out there. But don’t even think about trying to be remotely granular in your Pandora feedback from the fucking mobile app. That thing won’t even let me go back to thumbs up a track I heard while I had grease all over my hands and my fist burrowed between someones internal organs.

The dangers of using Pandora at work..

February 4, 2012, 2:53 am in public
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You know, I often wonder what the ‘something’ that must be wrong with TJ’s brand food will end up being. Because really, it’s affordable, delicious and doesn’t have fake sweetener or HFCS or hydrogenated oils or ingredients I can’t pronounce. It appears to be simple, honest food at a fair price. Seriously, what am I missing here? Someone’s gotta be pulling one over on me.

February 4, 2012, 2:47 am in public

<3 Mother Linda.

http://www.motherlindas.com/index.html

February 3, 2012, 9:00 pm in public
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Overhearing a guy talk a couple Mormon missionaries ears off about his adventures in shopping for religions and how he just digs them all. The irony; it tickles.

February 2, 2012, 3:59 am in public

Jaya Radhe

February 1, 2012, 5:04 am in public
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I stumbled upon the video from “Gratitude” while going through my youtube channel late in the night. I still get an intense and somewhat dubious exhilaration when I pay attention to what that time in my life felt like. I like it.

February 1, 2012, 2:48 am in public

New Hair!

What do I do when I need a hair cut but can’t afford it? Go the other way, of course.

Over the last 24 hours or so, I extended my a-line using wefted hair and liquid gold. Here’s a little video to show how it looks and explain a little about how I did it.

January 31, 2012, 11:29 am in public

Near Miss

So I’m working through the drafts on neevita, not sure how they accumulate actually, it looks as though sometimes I’ll write up status updates and decide they’re not quite ready or maybe I don’t want to post it as it is and then forget about them. I just found this one from July 23 of 2011:

One thing about my life that’s special and somewhat unique, is the way I utilize the internet to express myself and also to allow people to get to know me. I sometimes forget what it’s like to connect with someone over time who doesn’t know my mother left when I was a kid, hasn’t read about the way I utilize artistry to cope with trauma, doesn’t follow neevita or know about the deep experiences I’ve processed here.

Sometimes the ripening of a connection with a person reveals something I had previously been disconnected with, or unable to articulate. That happened last night,

*sigh* – AGH! What was it what was it?!

January 31, 2012, 12:08 am in public
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I dig this hair, but holy shit do I miss my mohawk sometimes.

January 30, 2012, 6:22 pm in public

Red Heart

11x14 Red Heart

11×14″ Blood and Acrylic on Canvas.

$375, with or without corset lacing (seen here).

January 30, 2012, 3:11 pm in public

Extended

018 My morning has consisted of sleeping til 11, extending my hair back to the asymmetrical natural color I had back in 2006 (and it only took me half an hour!), making myself an awesome brunch of sundried tomato and goat cheese ravioli in kale and chicken stock I made from scratch that didn’t need a speck of salt, and juicing a few carrots, an apple, some ginger and a cucumber.

Now I shall procrastinate bussing to Burien to fill a prescription I don’t need for a couple days in favor of continuing to sort through my tags here and start a couple paintings before heading to Remedy to meet a friend later tonight. And it’s sunny outside.

Days like this remind me why I pay my dues so I can do what I care about doing, and not much else.

January 29, 2012, 11:06 am in events

Embodied, Live in Seattle, for $5

Bill Nash - Silks Rehearsal For a limited time, until Feb 1 2012, I am offering a digital copy of “Embodied, Live in Seattle” online in the form of a 140mb 256k mp3 file of the entire musical performance, minus the two aerial acts and credits sequence.

The cost is a minimum $6 ($5 + transaction fee) and pay-what-you-can after that if so inclined, sent to courtnee @ gmail.com through Paypal. Once received, I’ll respond via your paypal email within a couple hours with the url to stream and/or download the digital album. You may also send a check via snail mail to 600 1st Ave Suite #325, Seattle WA 98106, with your email address clearly printed on the memo line.

Hopefully this will enable more people to experience the music, and help me recover financially from being sick the last few months. Enjoy!

January 23, 2012, 9:44 pm in public

Embodied Status Update:

I Put A Spell On You

Left Brain:

I figured it out. Sometimes, if I don’t render the loop region only, i think maybe it tries to create the mp3 as long as the source files. Manually setting them seems to be working, as well as revealing tiny .10 second fades on the bookends of the songs that were making for really weird dropouts. Glad I didn’t export them all before finding that one.

SERIOUSLY. Who the fuck designed USB anyway? Sick bastard.

My poor little Juno. Working on Embodied is showing me just how many clicks and weird sounds it makes. :/

Right Brain:

Found paging through my written music notes: A scrawly incomplete lyric entitled “My Stupid Ideas” .. *chuckle*

I really didn’t think very much about the context of a live album during the few occurrences when I spoke to the audience…

This machine will
Will not communicate
These thoughts
And the strain I am under

Both:

IThinkICan IThinkICan IThinkICan Ithinkican i.think.ic …

Body:

Oh eM Gee a dump the size of turgid, beefy manterial. Make it stop.

January 20, 2012, 12:27 pm in public

Reality Check

For all my musician and performer friends out there, and the venues that host them.

January 19, 2012, 9:27 pm in public

Embodied: The Album, is taking shape

Bill Nash - End Credits It’s a slow process, one that’s pressing against the boundaries of my comfort zone, working on the audio for Embodied. And stressful, too — My favorite plugin costs $250 to authorize but has a 10 day full-access trial period, of which I have 8 days left to finish the album.

My body hates me for being on the computer so much, and it’s hard once I’m in the zone to surface again. I piss away hours in what seems like minutes and before I know it it’s past dinner time and I realize I haven’t eaten since breakfast.

On the plus side, I have had little interest in venturing outdoors during Snowpacolypse 2012, as being wet and cold with aching digits isn’t my thing. It’s been helpful to have a project to focus on, even if it’s a frustrating one.

Bill Nash - Whatever Lola Wants My arm is a wreck after 10+ hours ignoring my own education while editing music on a laptop yesterday. I set up a better workstation and broke out my arm and back braces in addition to using an actual mouse instead of a trackpad and fared much better it seems. Out of context, I probably looked like I’d gotten hit by a truck or something, but it worked.

In the spirit of fumbling with buggy tech shit, which seems to be the totality of my life right now, one of the highlights of the experience was running across this clip of Infinite Reality from the first night of the show.

I feel like I haven’t laughed something off like that in a long time.