Snoop On Watson / My Ears / AI Art
Saturday, February 24th, 2024 06:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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32 and partly cloudy tonight.
Cutting to the chase, Snoop was sighted today on the 500 block of Watston... that's one block south and east of home... so, not far away.
I was walking Yvette around 3:30PM, and Prowly was with us as we crossed Jackson, went down 5th Ave a block, and then went back and forth on Watson, first north, then south.
Prowly tends to wander out of sight a bit here and there, when he's with us, but then he'll reappear.
So when we were on the south end of Watson, I saw what I was certain was Prowly, down the block from us... but then I turned and saw Prowly standing by the tree right next to us.
For about 40 seconds, I had a good look at both cats, and I'm certain that the cat up the block was Snoop.
But Snoop ducked behind a house and we didn't see him again.
Prowly, meanwhile, followed Yvette and I back home, and came in to eat with the dog.
So, as a reminder, I haven't seen Snoop since last Saturday, when he was in the studio with me on the bed.
The past week was also unseasonably warm, with days in the 50s and even 60F.
However, yesterday the temperature dropped in the afternoon, down to 25F by dark. And it got windy and snowed an inch.
But the weather change didn't bring Snoop home last night.
So, what I know today is that Snoop is alive & well, still nearby, and still free to be outside.
So if he did adopt a new owner, he's being let out.
It could also be that he's just found somebody who feeds him.
I dunno.
At any rate, he could come home if he wanted... he just apparently does not want to be here right now.
I think this all has to do with both Snoop and Prowly being unfixed male cats.
Males do not like to share territory.
Over the past year, they were sharing territory, but only grudgingly, and often getting into scraps, both outside, and inside.
That territory has been this block, and adjacent ones to the west and south... all on this side of Jackson Street.
It appears that Snoop has decided to claim his own territory on the east side of Jackson Street.
So it's possible he may return home some day, if he's satisfied that he has his own territory... and if he and Prowly can come to some kind of agreement about how to share the house.
But it's also possible he may never come back... but that I might still see him once in a while, when i'm over that way.
For now, I'm just glad that he's alive.
I was in a grouchy mood on Friday at work, but it wasn't that bad of a shift.
Back at home, I called Brian, and we ended up talking until almost 6AM!
Today I slept in until 3PM.
After the walk, I did work a bit in the studio, but my ears are kinda ringing lately, because apparently I've been listening to the music in there too loudly the past several weeks.
And I was a bit hungover and stuff, so I decided to get up and vacuum the entire downstairs.
After that was a cig run, a second dog walk, and then I ate something.
I think I may get back in the studio soon.
But I need to crank that volume down.
Spent a few hours working up guitars for, Live It Fast... at very low volume.
Around Thursday, I started noticing that my ears were ringing pretty loud, and by Friday they were sensitive to any kind of sudden or loud noise.
My theory here, is that they've been fried, both by guitar work in the studio, and the daily dismissal routine at Cloud.
Earlier in the winter, when I was working only on drums and bass, I got used to having the volume up pretty loud... and also cranking it loud in the car, to hear the bass over all the engine and road noise.
But more recently I've been working up guitars, with distortion, and I guess I've been having that shit too loud on the weekends.
I mean, you don't think about it, when you're working with sample sounds and simulated distortion, etc...
But it's not much different than a real band practice, in terms of decibels... when it comes to the high pitched cymbals and electric guitars.
Meanwhile at work... The office lady who calls out the busses over the PA is just cranked up to ELEVEN!
She eats the mike too, so her voice, and the blaring dismissal bells, that sound twice over the half hour, are insanely loud.
Like... loud enough to make me jump and wince every time.
So I think the combination of things has fried my ears, and now I need to give them a good long rest.
I ordered some earplugs on Amazon, but they won't be here for another week.
So in the mean time I just gotta be careful, and maybe stuff some tissue in my ears at work, or something.
But it's hard to work on a song in the studio at low volume... especially with, Live It Fast, which has some weird chords in it, that I'm having trouble fleshing out.
The problem is that the vocal melody in the refrain is mostly the same as the bass guitar notes.
Usually that's not the case with my old songs.
Usually the melody is different notes from the root notes that the bass plays, so it's easier to take the two lines and infer what other notes should be in the chord changes.
But in tonights case, I've been kinda... note-guessing, to flesh out those guitar chords.
And it's been hard, because it's just... an oddly composed refrain... and I'm also listening with the volume down.
In the world of videos for old songs on YouTube, I spent the past week working on the song, Wig City, from the album, Wig City.
I'm about 2/3rds done, but it's a visually demanding song.
You don't think about stuff like that, when you write lyrics.
You write whatever comes to mind, and it's just words put to music.
But to illustrate those words with pictures... can be very challenging.
Especially when you're working with an AI!
But I'm gonna work more on that the rest of tonight.
Just wanted to end with a report on Prowly... the cat who currently IS home, and closeby so much lately.
Since Snoop's been gone, Prowly's been in a much better mood.
He's been known for his unpredictable temper this past year, where he'll seem like he's enjoying being pet, and then suddenly attack my hand... always drawing blood... even through gloves... with hard bites and deep scratches.
You never knew when he was gonna snap.
And he'd attack my feet too, if I was walking around in my socks.
And he'd also hiss, and even SPIT at me... just randomly, in sudden mood changes.
But since Snoops been gone, that's all calmed down, and now Prowly is always waiting to join Yvette and I for a walk, and spending more time inside.
So while I miss Snoop and worry about him, I am happy to see Prowly feeling more included in life around the house, and more mellow.
Despite his weird temper flares, I wouldn't call Prowly a mean cat.
He's actually very sweet... but also conflicted.
Snoop, on the other hand, isn't necessarily the nice cat.
Snoop can be kinda passive aggresive, to me, Yvette, and especially Prowly.
He can be charming, but... he was always trying to stop Prowly from getting inside... or chase him back out, if he found him inside.
I don't know how much of that is brothers sparring, and how much is the unbridled hatred any two male cats would have for each other.
Their lives are complicated... both because they are males, and because it's only me here, and I'm gone a lot.
There aren't other family members around to give attention to one or the other.
But they are also very young.
So my hope is that... if I can manage to hold the house... they'll grow into better friends eventually.
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