Heee heee heee... ho hoo hoo hohoo hoo hoo!

Wow. I only got to play with it for about forty five minutes, but the fucking 8-track is working. Ah! I'm giddy with delight. It was such a good idea to bring this thing. Just a quick run-thru of the ordeal that the BOSS-BR600 has been...

I got it for Christmas but never even tried to use it until one week before leaving for Japan.

I put the memory card in, but I put it in wrong, bending the wires and ruining the 350 dollar piece of machinery. There was no way to get it repaired before leaving, and they wouldn't ship it to Japan. I had already spent an extra 200 dollars on extra parts for it, so I resigned that I would have to buy another.

I bought another used at Guitar Center for 200 dollars.

I brought it with me without testing it. Turns out that I bought a memory card for 100 dollars that doesn't work. Totally worthless.

So I got my supervisor to take me to the electronics store. They don't sell 1GB memory cards. I order one specially.

The special ordered one doesn't work.

Immediately I go on the internet and bitch up a storm. Eventually, I find a dealer on Ebay that is smart enough to advertise memory cards especially for this machine (people buy these and never use them apparently, much like me).

I order two cards. They arrived today. They worked!

I practiced guitar most of the night. I was still intimidated by this beast. But I finally played "First Day of My Life" by Bright Eyes and recorded it. Then I recorded myself singing it, but it pitch corrects your voice, so I actually sounded decent. This is two separate layers, so I didn't have to play and sing at the same time.

Then I got a salt shaker from my cabinet and recorded percussion. God, it's everything that I wanted it to be.

But then... ah! I found the guitar effects. Just by putting my uke by my microphone, I could play heavy metal uke. It had fucking crazy distortion. And I could do things like make my voice sound like an alien. It's so fucking outrageous. Everyone should own one. One. Not two like me.

Ok, now I'm officially never leaving my apartment. There's no reason that I can't start making my album happen. I'm going to do an album of covers first, for practice then, I'm going to lay down YOUR NECK OF THE WOODS. I'm so fucking giddy.