Posted Saturday, Jul 20th 2013 @ 6:16

So there I was. Sitting on a sweet ten minute track of White Sands - improvised drums, then improvised guitar over top of it. There's my roadmap, I say to myself, as I meticulously plan out and painstakingly record a new, IMPROVED version 2.0 if you will.

Then I stepped back to behold what I had wrought, the glorious results of effort! Performing and re-recording over and over again to achieve such precision as to be anything but crappy. It seemed sweet.

Then I listened to my proof of concept recording again.

Alas. My improved re-record was a pile of steaming crappy.
I worked so much, how could it all be for naught?

Well, I went back to my original track and spent about 12 hours fixing it up here and there, taking out the bits that made me cringe. What follows would have been called

"Bleached Whiter Sands, brought to you by Clorox®!"

but the funding fell through when I went back to the first recording.

So it's still just White Sands

And the moral of the story is, don't suck.