Our Bodies, Ourselves, Our Cybernetic Arms

That is the title of the soundtrack for the September issue of Popular Science magazine, which I have just now finished. Still too close to it to know how much it does or does not kick ass, but it’s safe to say I’m pretty proud of what I was able to do in such a short time. And there are some pretty good ones in there – it’s funny, the ones I hated the most while I was writing actually turned out to be my favorites. Stockholm syndrome. Or else they’re just better because they were difficult (and vice versa). Should be posted on the PopSci site sometime soon, I will let you know.

I had a moment this afternoon when I was just finishing up the mix for DNA in which I decided maybe I should just look up the names of the base pairs to make sure I was remembering them right from high school biology. What do you know, I wasn’t. I was saying “cystine” when I really meant “cytosine.” Idiot! Cystine isn’t a nitrogenous base, it’s an amino acid! Jesus! Thank goodness I caught it in time. I’m still smarting from the mathematician who told me he would have said “If the sequence of Z’s…” instead of “If the series of Z’s…” in “Mandelbrot Set.”

Anyway, done. NEXT PROJECT!

Whew

Take that, muse! Finished “Womb with a View” on Thursday night in an incredible speed round, and just got done with “Better.” Everything’s recorded, now it’s just a question of mixing. Horrible, all-consuming, interminable mixing. Luckily I have a deadline, otherwise these songs wouldn’t see the light of day until several weeks of small adjustments that nobody cares about but me.

I have a secret for you – I cannot play the guitar. Really, I suck. I bit off a little more than I could chew in one of the solos, and it took me a long, long time to painstakingly comp it together from a thousand three-note sections. Somehow I missed the teenage boy phase where you sit in your room obsessively running scales and patterns. I think I may have wasted that time playing strummy folk songs for chicks, or maybe drinking beer at the sand pits. Either way, I’ve got to take some lessons because this is embarassing.

Now I am off to eat some eggs, and then to go see the Brooklyn Cyclones play “baseball.”

Babies Loving Babies

Ask for a song about artificial wombs, and I’ll give you a song about two fetuses falling in love. Song #5 for the Popular Science soundtrack is, yes, you guessed it, a breakup song. I don’t know what’s wrong with me either.

So that’s it. I’ve got a few blank spots that need lyrics, but aside from that I’m ready to record these mo-fo’s this weekend. I can’t believe I wrote them so fast. We’ll see if they suck, I usually need a bit of distance before I can figure that out, and I have no time for distance. I barely have time for my cat.

Freeloaders vs. Payloaders

So as threatened, I have run the numbers. How cheap ARE you people? I added up all donations, digital sales and CD sales for each month, and divided that by the total downloads per month to come up with $/download (T-shirt sales are so far not a factor). This is not totally accurate, I’m just using the total bandwidth per month as my number, which is obviously not all song downloads. But since the average page view is orders of magnitude smaller than a single song download, I’m going to guess that more accurate numbers wouldn’t make much of a difference. Are you ready? Everyone should take a guess before reading on – how much per song do you think I get?

These numbers are in cents. The first one is gross, the second one is net (after iTunes, PayPal and Amazon get their cut).

Jan: 3.3/1.9
Feb: 1.4/0.8
Mar: 4.3/2.5
Apr: 3.0/1.8
May: 5.4/3.8
Jun: 3.2/1.5

Average: 3.4/2.1

So what do you think – more or less than you expected? I’m actually surprised how big those numbers are, I didn’t think I was going to be able to express these in cents. At current traffic levels, this doesn’t make me wealthy, or even offset all my expenses. And it’s a far cry from the $.99 everyone so happily spends at iTunes and elsewhere. But it’s more than I thought it was going to be considering how much I give away.

And now we will speak of money no more…