Our cable television. Photo by Kirsten Berlie.

I hope you had a great weekend. I’ve been buzzing as a result of the strides that we’re making with Legs Give Out and with other beginnings. I feel very happy about the small parts that are floating around, the melodies, the moods. There’s a nice atmosphere with the writing sessions, we’re moving around quite seamlessly between different songs, different parts of songs, taking turns with new ideas and directions. It feels like the old days of In A Quiet Worldwhere we’d have three or four songs on the go, each feeling fresh and unworn, coming up with new nuances until the very end.

We’ve been talking with Amazing Factory about video stuff, which is generally very exciting. I can’t say too much now. I know, I know. You’ll be seeing some new video material this upcoming month almost certainly. Not entirely sure about the format, but it’s looking like a bunch of little ones and then something surprising/interesting.

The zygote has been created. See you in nine months. Give or take.

Photo by Kirsten Berlie.

Taking shifts upstairs in the room with the computer and the instruments, dreaming up pieces and then attempting to translate them into something that makes sense for everyone. That’s the hard part. The translation. Cayne has these beautiful, almost classical, melodies that sound amazing just by themselves. We could write an entire album with these pieces, but it needs to go further. The songs need to take shape. So we’re attempting that. The growing pains between conception and formation. Dream and reality. Blueprint and construction.

It’s all “stay up until 4 and wake up at noon, write music, sometimes listen to music and then always deliberately forget everything about it because you never intend to be plagiarist”. There’s Donkey Kong Country 3 on Super Nintendo in there somewhere, too. And movies.

Photo by Kirsten Berlie.

Working on a very tentative Legs Give Out. Cayne showed me a few parts that he wrote, either for that or another song and I am excited about this direction. Went to bed thinking about, woke up thinking about it. I can’t say too much about the sound yet but there’s a lot of undiscovered terrain that we’ve been treading, at the very least undiscovered for us. I’ve always believed in the if we’ve done it before, let’s not do it again which may come back to bite us if people actually do prefer hearing the same thing from us. Let’s hope not.

There’s still a long way to go, maybe longer than ever, but the road is being built. And with good intentions. How does the saying go?

Photo by Kirsten Berlie.

This wood stove’s been keeping us warm through this cold spell that’s apparently ending. Wet logs, newspaper, and pallets.

It was a full house. A bunch of friends eating and laughing in one room. There was ham, potato, salad, and an ice cream cake that tasted delicious. Our friends that bought it asked for the words “ASBESTOS HOUSE” in big letters and got this:

Talk about unambitious.

Ideas. A lot of talking. Sometimes it feels like we talk about music more than we play it. Maybe that’s our way of doing it. I’m waiting for the parts to come when I brush my teeth, or that short time of quiet from when I wake up to when I get up. They rarely materialize when I’m thinking to myself “okay, I have to think of it now” and then we spend extended amounts of time sitting in silence, wracking our brains. That’s one approach, it can and does happen that way, but it’s not reliable. Then again, neither is waiting for it while I make a pizza.

We had a fair argument when talking about how we’re going to approach the way this one is presented. As silly as it sounds, there’s a lot of ourselves invested in every artistic choice, which puts the destination considerably further away if someone decides they don’t like where it’s going. Not entertaining any half-baked ideas. This’ll be a long ride.

This is our home for the next three months. We found a little house in White Rock and we’re holed up here to imagine our next musical exploration. That’s the summation of it, I suppose. You could say that we’re also in this house to get to know each other better, learn the ways of adult living, and have a good time in the process, and we are but when it comes down to it the truth of the matter is that we’re here to create something brand new to us. It’s exciting and it’s daunting and I love it.

The house is funny. The hot water is scalding, there isn’t any central heating — only a wood stove and a few space heaters, there’s asbestos but we don’t know where, and it could very well be haunted if loud, unidentified noises and the fact that every vehicle that parks in our driveway breaks down are indicators of that sort of thing. But we’re fortunate.

We’ve settled in. All the essentials are taken care of. Now let’s make an album.

Our brother and former guitarist Blake Enemark is making an album with his new band Snoqualmie. You really should follow him very closely, because I can guarantee it’s going to be something special.

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Love,
Cayne, Andy, and David