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This blog was created to give a glimpse into the various and sundry spectacular shenanigans of the community of musicians/supporters of Slingshot Records, LLC.

Modern Beats

April 20th, 2012

I found this to be good info for music producers -

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mz8s6K9mCq0&feature=youtube_gdata

Floyd Rose String Gauge Change

November 21st, 2011

FYI - I haven’t had a guitar with a Floyd Rose on it for a long, long time. I just altered the string gauge up from 8’s to 10’s. Yes, I like thicker strings. I know most folks prefer thinner strings. My guitar tech buddy, John Levan says that Jack White (The White Stripes, Dead Weather) likes his guitars to “fight playing.” Guess I do too. I must’ve picked that up while recording several CD’s with Alan Shacklock (Roger Daltry, Jeff Beck, Andrew Lloyd Weber). Alan was adamant about thick strings putting out a lot of sound… says he picked that up from Mr. Beck (no, not the “Loser” Beck… yes, the “Scatterbrain” Beck).

Anyway, back my point - I had to screw the spring holder in approximately 1 full turn on both screws to get the floating bridge back to level. Thought I would mention it for anyone using a floating bridge.

PS - Sorry for all “name dropping”, but it helps our blog get noted when people search for stories online.

Flood Of Pride

August 31st, 2011

Digging the lyrics to this new song - audio can be found here:

www.vibedeck.com/thereverentcavaliers

Flood Of Pride

1st vrs
It’s getting near dawn. No rest at all. It’s hard to sleep through the storm. When only tear drops fall.
(and) Piece of mind, is so hard to find.
Kicked back on the couch, you dug in your heels. And, I stormed through the house – as loud as thunder peels.
Our love sometimes, is hard to recognize.

Chorus- Who really wants the pain? Who really wants to hurt inside? Swearing never again, we swim against a flood of pride.

2nd vrs
We argued in the yard, and yelled down the hall. We wonder how these things get started - A hurricane from a squall.
Hope sometimes. Is far to hard to find.

Repeat chorus

Bridge- There’s no anger allowed – after the sun goes down.

Repeat chorus

Their song “Winter Winds”…. quite a nice tune. Lyrically kickin’. Thanks.

We are big time excited about how well our Slideshow Maestro presentation to HealthWays last week. I was floored when the VP of Development of this Fortune 500, international company saw our program and commented how it is so much easier to use than Windows Movie Maker & I-Movie. That’s the 2nd time I’ve heard the Windows Movie Maker comparison in 2 weeks! Hopefully, upcoming presentations go just as smoothly.

Check out a brief demo here:

http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1950915656660

Purchase for $9.99 for a limited time here:

//www.slingshotrecords.org/slingshot-records/merchandise

“I have a dream, that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged not by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.” - Martin Luther King, Jr.

Abide by that and you crush racism in it’s tracks.

“We shall prove ourselves, once more able to defend our island home. To ride out the storm of war, and to outlive the menace of tyranny. If necessary for years. If necessary alone. We shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be… We shall fight on the beaches. We shall fight on the landing grounds. We shall fight in the fields, and in the streets. We shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender.” - Winston Churchill.

Abide by that and your foes will never win… because you never give up.

“Why do you look for the living among the dead?” - Anonymous angel, Luke 24:5.

Accept the truth contained in the circumstances of the resurrection of Christ and you are truly free… for eternity.

Toads and birds.

November 15th, 2010

Well… I just over heard my oldest telling my youngest her theory that “all species of frogs can communicate… bullfrogs, toads, and all. But, frogs can’t communicate with birds… it’s like Spanish and Hebrew. So, cartoons have it wrong when they act like all animals communicate with each other in the same language.”

Glad that’s… cleared up.

An unwitting stab in the back.

September 27th, 2010

Many pain’s befall humanity in this life. In recent years I’ve experienced the uniquely unpleasant, and equally sharp pain of being stabbed in the back by several relatively close friends… and I’m pretty sure these back-stabbers are not fully conscience of their thrusts.

Let’s say you had a close/loyal buddy growing up and you both loved baseball. You both hoped to someday work in or around baseball… maybe neither of you would become the next major league slugger, but with everything your hearts you did what you could to be a part of a major league team.

As young men you both encouraged and supported each other as much as possible while achieving some modest success in your own endeavors. But, none of the successes were financially life changing for either of you. After 10 years of mutual struggling you both you drift apart and lose contact.

Several years later you find out that your friend has become manager (or publicist, or 3rd base man, whatever) of a major league team shortly after you both drifted apart… while you have continued to struggle in obscurity in the farm leagues.

You reconnect on one of the social networking sites. You share with each other the twist, turns, and successes of your years apart.

Apparently it does not dawn on your friend to somehow “toss you a bone” and offer to help change you current plight in any way. You drop a few subtle hints, but he just continues along his merry way with no thought of your struggle.

You KNOW that if roles were reversed you would certainly try to find ways to help your buddy so you both could enjoy successes together.

Thus, the sharp pain.

Kamikaze Robin!

July 22nd, 2010

So, I see my 11 year old in her hoody sweater and baseball hat late today… in the 95+ degree temps. She explains that her and a friend were trying to help a baby robin when the mother robin saw them. The mother bird began attacking them. Before I could ask if the winter garb was for protection she explained that the outfit was a disguise… so the mother robin wouldn’t recognize her. Priceless.

Wheel Shaped

February 24th, 2010

My 10 yr old daughter made an amusing comment a few weeks ago. The family was sitting at our fav Japanese eatery and she says: “Why do people always portrait neanderthal’s with that wheel shaped accessory?”