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Dec 9, 04 08:48 AM

Stevedore Stomp/Rent Party Blues/West Lake Street Toodle-oo.


I'm jonesing to be done at last.


My ears are getting tired. I sit around reading, websurfing, journalling, as the tracks spool past, hearing my own vocal endlessly, and I've become desensitized to it.

After dinner I can plug my iPod into this pair of little speakers, and listen to it in the kitchen, and at that point in the day, listening to it in that lo-fi format, it sounds good to me. Great, in fact. It's unbelievable how Dan has become such a formidable mixer--he's gained so much skill and knowledge just in the two years we've been working on this recording.

We're a little behind schedule. We're going to need another week to wrap it up. So, we're doing the tracks that need arrangement work--trombone enters here, drums drop out here, use this backing vocal and not that one, that kind of thing--and then, when I split on Saturday, Dan will finish up the mixing in my absence.

I'm going to Jamaica the day after we finish the recording. I booked this vacation over the strenuous objections of my manager, who thought I should be around for this--but, I really don't need to be. Dan is the brilliant balancer of tracks--I'm good with instruments entering and exiting, texture and combination, but the fact is that when Dan fattens up a sound with one of the many lovely boxes with flashing lights, it just sounds unchallengably great. I could come up with some opinion just to have one, but it'd be superfluous. I trust Dan.

So, it's warm sun and blue water for me.

Doughty = Oates.jpg

Posted by Mike at December 9, 2004 8:48 AM

that's exxxcellent news -- sounds like just what the doctor ordered -- what lovely people there, and a beautiful country -- snorkeling is one of the most magical experiences on Earth, if you like that sort of thing -- enjoy! :)

Posted by: Amy at December 9, 2004 9:06 AM

Mike, if your going to Negril, stop by the NativeSon Villa's, great people to meet and a wonderful place to stay!
R&R well deserved!!! cheers to you!!!

Posted by: bee at December 9, 2004 9:19 AM

Tonight every word will be spoken easy
All our stories lead on to fortune and fame
Rack 'em up and shoot
But the cue ball is missing
By tomorrow though, we'll all play different games

Anytime we dance takes us closer to glory

The blue jay flew a little to low down today
Now that kitty-cat's finally purring out smiles
Only cry for so long 'til you're just watering stones
Go full circles crawling all those last miles

Anytime we dance takes us closer to glory
Anytime we love brings us closer

Our lips just moved closer than ever
To naming the feelings we've been made of for all these years
Cliches are frayed teeth trying to feed a hungry old soul
Words of love, though, will bite back all of those tears

Anytime we dance takes us closer to glory
Anyway we make love
Anyway we love
Take us closer to glory
Anytime we dance

-widespread panic- :)

Posted by: bee at December 9, 2004 9:29 AM

I used to have bed sheets like the shower curtain on the right excpet they were the names of all the NFL teams.

Posted by: wymer at December 9, 2004 10:07 AM

i know what you mean mike. having to hear your songs being comped and mixed can be fun and tedious and tiring all at the same time!

Posted by: james the s at December 9, 2004 10:30 AM

Love the '7 Deadly Sins' curtain in your second photo, Mikey. And that Hall and Oates one...there's something about John Oates...something in the eyes...I recognize those eyes from somewhere else....

I'm all a-titter, my Skittish/Rockity/T-shirt combo arrived today, and as soon as I hit 'Post' on this thing, my ears will be deliriously ki-yi-yippy-yi-happy-full of Doughty! (That t-shirt is HUGE, man! I'll have to wear it to bed, with "Mike Doughty" rising and falling like a small boat on the gentle swells of my sleepy breasts.

Doughty! You're a fair-skinned man of European descent! Remember to wear sunscreen at the beach! Have a great time, and journal for us poor saps stuck in the frigid Midwest!

Posted by: Deb at December 9, 2004 12:15 PM

Circus "teens vs VD"
It was 1980 when I got gonherra for the first time. Man did that leave a burning memory in my mind.

I used to have shower curtains just like that only they said "blah blah blah..."

I remebmer living in a hut made of bones as a child. What memories you bring back Mike. (it was my grandmothers idea).

Jamaica. I've was there this summer. Funny, I took a vacation after doing some mixing of my own on my apple. It was a nice break. Hope you have fun mike, you deserve it after all you hard work.

Posted by: the number 1 fan who will one day be the first to reply on this board at December 9, 2004 12:33 PM

Mike. I like to talk to you in first person and imagine that you read this. Sometimes I come up with stupid stories just to try and relate to you in some weird way. It makes me feel better inside. I hope you don't mind. You don't do you? Ahh, I didn't think so.

Sometimes I write nothing just to see my name on this blog. But really, I want to be the first one to leave a message everyday. Even if the rest of the world feels more stupid after reading the message, I'm still # 1. If I am the first, I am the best.

Yesterday I had two left-over pices of lasagna that I heated up in my microwave. Do you have a microwave Mike? I bet you do. I named my microwave "MIKE" for short; not after you mike.

Posted by: bee or deb or james the s or (insert repeat offender) at December 9, 2004 12:46 PM

I named my microwave "gamma" after gamma-rays. Which have nothign to do with microwaves. But the name stuck.

Posted by: mike p. at December 9, 2004 1:00 PM

//I'll have to wear it to bed, with "Mike Doughty" rising and falling like a small boat on the gentle swells of my sleepy breasts.//


Posted by: DJ Mike Doughty's Friend at December 9, 2004 1:21 PM

"Sometimes I write nothing just to see my name on this blog". "But really, I want to be the first one to leave a message everyday"." Even if the rest of the world feels more stupid after reading the message, I'm still # 1"." If I am the first, I am the best".
Sometimes I just stick my foot in my mouth and walk around on my ass-cheecks. :)

I Still like boobies, and Sponge Bob

Paradise waits
on the crest of a wave
her angels in flame
She has no pain
Like a child, she is pure
She is not to blame

Poised for flight
Wings spread bright
Spring from night
into the sun
Don't stop to run
She can fly like a lie
She cannot be outdone...........

Posted by: bee at December 9, 2004 1:25 PM


I am jealous that you are going to Jamaica. You should check out YS falls, it is love in motion. What a beautiful country, and the people are the best their culture is uncomparable to the US. I hope you find some inspiration to continue putting out your kick ass music. One Love, don't forget to try the best coffee in the world, Jamaican Blue Mountain!!!! It is a hell of a lot cheaper in Jamaica than the US, $10-$15 compared to $50 a pound in the US.

Posted by: doughtyluver at December 9, 2004 2:31 PM

my "mike" is called nuker, i use it to "nuke" burritos.
so why a picture of hall & oats?

Posted by: chunk at December 9, 2004 2:51 PM

holy jesus, what up wit that oates pic? can someone say picasso?

Posted by: rob from grand forks at December 9, 2004 4:10 PM

Looks like white powders are caving in Mr.Oats face!

Posted by: bee at December 9, 2004 4:16 PM

you're the fucking man, man.

take me with you! it's been awhile since i had a decent sunburn. i can bring the lotion!

Posted by: white girl at December 9, 2004 4:46 PM

i thought that was harvey keitel.

Posted by: marie at December 9, 2004 4:56 PM

i think i'll miss you by a week! my girlfriend, her family, and myself will be in jamaica the day after christmas. leave me a message in the sand!

Posted by: improvpete at December 9, 2004 6:39 PM

Could you have found a less attractive person to superimpose your features on? I don't think I like these genetically modified musicians. I do however like the shirtless pose with the come hither look and the left hand surreptitiously adding to the bulk of the right bicep.

Posted by: Lauren at December 9, 2004 9:19 PM

Rush, Andy Gibb, and V.D., ah how your artwork brings back memories of youth.

Is Jamaica where the "check fat off of my slenderness" line came from? Now I can't remember the story from 5% Nation.

Jam Ache, uh

Posted by: dave at December 9, 2004 9:49 PM

Yeah, I think How Many Cans? was inspired in part by Jamaica, something about the drums, a father and son drumming duo. is suddenly rocking the lyric explanations that 5% used to have. Check it.

Posted by: Jay at December 10, 2004 12:03 AM

I set sail for the new world, and burned down the know this wasn't the first time, and I know it won't be the last.......

Posted by: Bee at December 10, 2004 8:33 AM