<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455</id><updated>2009-11-13T03:40:13.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Firewheel Project</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi, my name is Eric, and I'm still alive.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>389</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-2642212899904840533</id><published>2009-11-11T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:02:52.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BEST ALBUMS OF 2009For flexing toSo, sometime after I went to North Carolina and ate a giant hush puppy stuffed with pulled pork and slathered in some amazing vinegar based sauce (which, Texas, is nowhere close to being as good as our shit, but still some good shit nevertheless), as well as the best Bojangles chicken biscuits ever, I came to the conclusion that I was getting kind of fat.  I mean,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/2642212899904840533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=2642212899904840533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/2642212899904840533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/2642212899904840533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-albums-of-2009-for-flexing-to-so.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-6791924003389737849</id><published>2009-03-01T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T10:34:28.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thoughts on being 24 and feeling old.One of my best friends from high school just had a daughter.  There have been other people in my life who have had kids, and I have friends with kids now, but this is the first child that I actually feel like I have an interest or obligation to.  And it's strange.  My friend and I have been apart for nearly 5 years, only seeing each other sporadically, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/6791924003389737849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=6791924003389737849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/6791924003389737849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/6791924003389737849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts-on-being-24-and-feeling-old.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-7129305191528128181</id><published>2009-02-22T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:56:59.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Dime Store Keats SongsI had some spare time this weekend, so I recorded 2 songs that don't really fit in with any of the groups that I play with right now, so they became default Dime Store Keats songs, which is what I fancy calling anything that I recorded entirely by myself.Download HereSong 1 - "The Same"Fairly ridiculous Stones type song, with a 80's synth thrown in over the chorus.  Also</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/7129305191528128181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=7129305191528128181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/7129305191528128181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/7129305191528128181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-dime-store-keats-songs-i-had-some.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-7757034888282613061</id><published>2009-01-18T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:16:31.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bon IverI spent a year avoiding Bon Iver.  Not through any effort on my part, just a general lack of effort to hear anything by them/him. I didn't want another Iron and Wine. I wasted a year.-ed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/7757034888282613061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=7757034888282613061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/7757034888282613061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/7757034888282613061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2009/01/bon-iver-i-spent-year-avoiding-bon-iver.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-535602435692440639</id><published>2008-11-28T10:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:18:40.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Favorite Albums of 2008Nothing good comes out in December anyways.  Here's looking at you, Killers.5. Brian Militana/Fell Trees - TerritoryFull disclosure - I worked on this 6 song EP, but it's still awesome, and it's ashame it probably won't get the credit it deserves. 4. The Constantines - Kensington HeightsBetter than whatever Bruce Springsteen is putting out these days3. Chet - Fight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/535602435692440639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=535602435692440639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/535602435692440639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/535602435692440639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-favorite-albums-of-2008-nothing-good.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-3435923629830785650</id><published>2008-03-03T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T07:49:50.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Office TunesWhen I landed my current job, I thought it would be cool to have a little iPod speaker thing to enjoy some music as I sat in my cube all day long.  I bought this tiny little iHome, single speaker thing for $50 and deemed it a wise investment, as I would not go insane at work with some smooth jams calming me.  However, this iHome thing apparently only has 2 volumes: Loud and Super-Loud</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/3435923629830785650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=3435923629830785650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/3435923629830785650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/3435923629830785650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2008/03/office-tunes-when-i-landed-my-current.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-1635683326707004753</id><published>2008-02-01T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T14:33:33.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Best E-mail of the Day:Names have been changed to protect the guiltyFrom: Friend 1 Sent: Friday, February 01, 2008 4:21 PMTo: EricI think you will love this. the lead singer of (band) is here today writing. writing with who? try (singer) from the 80's super band hall &amp; oats. they are writing about 20 feet away. this has been the best day ever.On Feb 1, 2008 4:22 PM Eric  wrote:no. way.  can you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/1635683326707004753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=1635683326707004753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/1635683326707004753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/1635683326707004753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2008/02/best-e-mail-of-day-names-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-1757524348748654272</id><published>2008-01-29T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T07:43:17.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think my dream job, right now, would be to be paid to write a blog about the NBA.  Specifically, a blog about the 1992 Dream Team, but I'll quit being picky.-ed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/1757524348748654272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=1757524348748654272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/1757524348748654272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/1757524348748654272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-think-my-dream-job-right-now-would-be.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-5970935189187707047</id><published>2008-01-23T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T09:35:32.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9. Sun Kil Moon - Ghosts of the Great HighwayCame After - The Dismemberment Plan, HeartbreakMark Kozelek is the saddest man alive.  Sadder than that guy in American Music Club.  He is so sad, that in Red House Painters debut album, he coined the line "glass on the pavement under my shoe, without you, is all my life amounts to." That is the saddest lyric in the world.  It should come as no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/5970935189187707047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=5970935189187707047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/5970935189187707047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/5970935189187707047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2008/01/9.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-5139535952394919547</id><published>2008-01-18T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T08:25:48.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10 albums that changed how I approached music (part III)'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8. The Dismemberment Plan - Emergency &amp; ICame AfterI discovered this album through a great program called ourTunes.  ourTunes was this software that allowed you to take advantage of the shared-music function of iTunes via the networks on college campuses.  You could basically take any audio file that was listed in a user's iTunes software and download it to your own computer.  It was like napster</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/5139535952394919547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=5139535952394919547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/5139535952394919547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/5139535952394919547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2008/01/8.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-8546080843175602241</id><published>2008-01-15T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T14:43:24.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10 albums that changed how I approached music (part II)'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After posting yesterday afternoon, I went home and re-listened to two of the albums on the list so far, MXPX and Gin Blossoms. I found that Gin Blossoms appeals to me more as a nearly 23 year old than MXPX does, though I did find myself enjoying MXPX, probably based on nostalgia alone. But, on with the list.5. Death Cab For Cutie - We Have the Facts and We're Voting YesCame After: Sigur Ros, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/8546080843175602241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=8546080843175602241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/8546080843175602241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/8546080843175602241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2008/01/after-posting-yesterday-afternoon-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-2755416134950523752</id><published>2008-01-14T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T19:03:30.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10 albums that changed how I approached music'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't written on here in a meaningful manner in quite some time, due to factors such as work and, eh, generally laziness. With that out of the way, I'm going to try to post more regularly, since I have a lot of free time at my new job. The first thing I'm going to try out is a post on the albums that have changed the way I approached music. Not the best albums, but the ones that made me go, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/2755416134950523752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=2755416134950523752' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/2755416134950523752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/2755416134950523752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-havent-written-on-here-in-meaningful.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-7264899237157540100</id><published>2007-07-05T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T11:20:38.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've realized...that I spend a lot of the time I'm not at work sitting around in my underwear.  I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not yet.-ed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/7264899237157540100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=7264899237157540100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/7264899237157540100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/7264899237157540100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-396326423411899186</id><published>2007-06-17T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T08:26:24.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FYI...Because I've run into people calling me this week during work, I'm going to list my work schedule on here every week, in a fit of narcisissm, since I believe everyone wants to know this:Week of June 18th-24thMonday: 2:40-11pmTuesday: 1-11pmWednesday: 2:40-11pmThursday: OFFFriday: 2:40-11pmSaturday: 2:40-11pmSunday: OFF-ed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/396326423411899186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=396326423411899186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/396326423411899186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/396326423411899186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2007/06/fyi.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-832628807544043593</id><published>2007-06-14T09:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T09:21:14.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is nothing better......than the last minute and a half or so of "Won't Get Fooled Again" by the Who.  Listen and understand.-ed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/832628807544043593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=832628807544043593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/832628807544043593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/832628807544043593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2007/06/there-is-nothing-better.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-355682882554453875</id><published>2007-05-21T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T14:24:38.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pull a curtain on the hurtin'just a terrible lyric I heard at work today. -ed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/355682882554453875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=355682882554453875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/355682882554453875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/355682882554453875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2007/05/pull-curtain-on-hurtin-just-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-265894370543008929</id><published>2007-03-24T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T18:56:50.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm...So, in my master mixing class today, I realized that while this entire class is about professional mixing techniques and creating slick, wonderful sounding mixes, many, many of the songs that I love are mixed terribly.  Take, for instance, "Sweet-Lovin' Man" by the Magnetic Fields.  Everything has too much reverb, things are swimming around in there, it's muddy sounding, no definition </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/265894370543008929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=265894370543008929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/265894370543008929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/265894370543008929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2007/03/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-4825385701915821688</id><published>2007-02-25T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T17:49:05.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nicole Kidman Scares the Shit Out of Me...I'm at work, and I'm watching the Oscars, for the same logic that I watched the Grammys while a work: someone turned it on and I've been to lazy to turn it off.  Anyways, Nicole Kidman just walked about with that new James Bond guy, and she looks like a scarecrow in a red dress.  Keith Urban must be on some crazy-ass drugs. Wait, the girl who's with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/4825385701915821688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=4825385701915821688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/4825385701915821688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/4825385701915821688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2007/02/nicole-kidman-scares-shit-out-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-380271164393116634</id><published>2007-02-21T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T19:02:53.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drrr...My room is a mess of books and papers.  I used to take some pride in keeping it clean, but I don't even feel the urge to do that anymore.  This thesis is getting the best of me.  I don't even like being in my room anymore because I feel like I should be working on it all the time.  All these books surrounding me just don't help the anxiety.  And the research, while going, isn't going in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/380271164393116634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=380271164393116634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/380271164393116634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/380271164393116634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2007/02/drrr.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-7696440143315574523</id><published>2007-01-17T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T09:46:49.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AmazingSo, Lanzanator, the rapper that I am managing for the Urban Showcase, actually made the live auditions. I can honestly say I was very surprised by this.  Not that he is bad, in fact he's quite funny and calls himself part of the "nerd-core" scene, which basically means he's white and he raps about robots and video games.  But Belmont Showcases are usually the home to more polished acts, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/7696440143315574523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=7696440143315574523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/7696440143315574523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/7696440143315574523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2007/01/amazing-so-lanzanator-rapper-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-4392426586763382169</id><published>2007-01-14T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T19:07:38.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So the semester begins......and I still haven't done enough work on my thesis.  I've sent out e-mails, I'm just waiting for the inevitable lack of responses.  I have the material I'm working on, so I mean, that's a plus.Speaking of that, it's giving me more trouble than I would have wanted.  Obviously, I'm a novice at mastering, and this is really only my fourth album, working on equipment that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/4392426586763382169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=4392426586763382169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/4392426586763382169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/4392426586763382169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-semester-begins.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-116615050225117434</id><published>2006-12-14T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T18:41:42.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas break...Just got in the Bird Ensemble's album, so I'm excited to work on that.  Should be a challenge, due to the extreme dynamics and tape hiss, but I'm ready for it.  Gives me a chance to kick start my thesis, also, which is really needed.I'm in Nashville until Saturday, and then I'm back to Columbia for a day, then onto Decatur on the 18th. Holy shit, this album is amazing. Oh man.-ed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/116615050225117434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=116615050225117434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/116615050225117434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/116615050225117434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-break.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-116496007272020213</id><published>2006-11-30T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:01:12.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Helium?So I downloaded Joanna Newsom's Y's, and you know what, despite everything I've ever read saying that she has a weird voice, it really doesn't sound that strange to me.  Sure, it's not something that the mainstream would latch onto, but I mean, I was really expecting something crazy.  It's not to say that I don't love the album. I do.  I just think she gets a bad rap for her voice.-ed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/116496007272020213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=116496007272020213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/116496007272020213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/116496007272020213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2006/11/helium-so-i-downloaded-joanna-newsoms.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-116404879233171498</id><published>2006-11-20T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T10:53:12.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Improvement!So, here's the song that I worked on for my Recording Engineer class, along with Caleb Williams and Garrett Miller. Rain - The Reed Pittman Band It's long and a large file, as I encoded it at 320/kbps.  I mean, we recorded it at 88.1kHz, I feel like I owe it to the song to encode it that high.  I mastered it this morning, and I was so happy to find that it's probably the best sounding</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/116404879233171498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=116404879233171498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/116404879233171498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/116404879233171498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2006/11/improvement-so-heres-song-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628455.post-116374724122624102</id><published>2006-11-16T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T23:11:13.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Archives...So I was going through my hard drive, looking at all the old crap that I had recorded, and I came across this gem I did when I was a senior in HS:Again - The Firewheel ProjectI'm proud of this song for a few reasons.1) It's the first song I ever used my banjo on2) It's the first time I programmed decent sounding drums.  Does it matter the pattern stays the same? There's at least one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/feeds/116374724122624102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5628455&amp;postID=116374724122624102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/116374724122624102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628455/posts/default/116374724122624102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firewheel.blogspot.com/2006/11/archives.html' title=''/><author><name>-ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17201967459659207119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01702058331239079616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>