August 28, 2000
Orange County, CA.
Oh, shit! Has it been that long already? Judging from the amount of hate mail
telling me that I'm a truly lazy sod, I'd have to say that I've waited far too
long to update this here journal of ours. But I do have an excuse that's not
entirely lame. You see we've been very hard at work on the new record, which in
my humble opinion is going to be the best thing you'll ever hear in your entire
life. Actually, I am totally stoked with how it's been coming along. Dexter has
really written some great songs this time around, and we have gotten some of the
phattest sounds happening. This is Ron's best record ever, his drumming sounds
great. The bass and guitars sound beefier than anything we've ever done before.
Almost all the instrumental tracks are finished and Dexter has vocals done on
about seven of the songs. He is actually in Atlanta right now finishing the rest.
We are finishing up in Atlanta because that's where Brendan lives and he feels
that he can get a better mix for us in his local studio. Higgins and I are
heading there in a couple of days to sing backups, and I have one more guitar
track to lay down. We finished up here in Hollywood last Thursday, but I spent
most of my studio time that day replying to posts on the bulletin board and
trying to start rumors in the chat room under an assumed name. So if you were in
the chat room last Thursday night, you really were talking to me. And to all the
people on the bbs that are asking me if the record is really going to sound like
N'sync.., of course it is. I mean why would we pass up a chance to be part of
the "boy band" genre. Step aside Backstreet Boys, 98 Degrees, and O-Town, we are
the boy band of the future.
Aside from working on the record, we've also been putting the finishing
touches on a new home movie that we are hoping to release soon. It is being
produced, filmed, and directed by Paul Cobb who did the same for the "Americana"
video. If you hated that video, You'll hate this one even more because we
decided that you needed to see all the same shit shot with better quality
cameras on better quality film. You'll see the same old boring live footage of
the band, but you'll get the added tedium of watching Greg K leap to his death
from a 2000 foot tall radio antenna. Dexter tiresomely crashes his plane while
Ron gets pulled into some boring old forty-foot tall waves in Hawaii. All I get
to do is ride a snowmobile and snowboard, back-flipping into the pool at Squaw
Valley. Your typical stuff, really. There are also a bunch of knuckleheads
jumping over cars on bmx bikes, one of these knuckleheads being me. I got to do
that stunt a couple of weeks ago on this dry lakebed about an hour from here. I
only jump over one automobile, a large sports utility vehicle, but I cleared it
by a mile. In fact I even cleared the landing ramp on one of my practice runs
and slid out, scraping the shit out of my left knee and elbow. All for the love
of music, huh?
Before I take off for Atlanta, I've decided that I'm on vacation. I'm still
at home, and here I am typing what is really a job-related task, but I have also
gone surfing every day this week. I'm planning on continuing this trend until I
have to board a goddamned airplane. And whenever we tour in a country that has
any surf at all, I want to try to surf there too. I've surfed in Australia, New
Zealand, and Hawaii, but I've never surfed in places like France, Spain, and
Japan. My all time surfing dream is to surf Jeffrey's Bay in South Africa. Its
only about an hour outside of Durban so if we ever play there I'll be stoked.
Hopefully in the next year or so I'll finally surf there. Greg K has been
spending his time with his son who is now a year old. Rumor has it that Greg's
son is the next Tiger Woods, as Greg has been teaching him to golf like a pro.
Ron has been hanging out in Parker, Arizona on the Colorado river, wake-boarding
and jet-skiing. Poor Dexter is the only one working this week, all alone in
I've been having a blast lately checking in on the bbs postings and logging
into the chat-room. The chat-room has been especially fun, though I usually log
in under an assumed name because no one ever believes that its actually me.
Although when I go in under an assumed name I always start having a serious
conversation with someone and then they ask me what I do for a living. Then I'm
in the same predicament, no one believes me. I understand though because I get a
lot of e-mails from people who tell me that we chatted at time when I wasn't in
the chat-room. There must be a fake noodles who likes to fuck with people. When
I log in, I do so as real_noodles. That is not to say that real_noodles is
always me. Anyone can log in under that name. In fact I bet that after this gets
posted you'll see at least one real_noodles in the chat-room at any given time.
But as I'm getting to know more of you, and more of you are getting to know me
and the sick way in which I think, I'm sure you'll be able to figure out if it's
me or not. As for the bbs, we are the only ones who can respond to the posts
directed at us. I enjoy reading all the posts even though I am only able to
respond to a few of them. Keep them coming they are all great.
That's all for now. The records almost finished which means a tour has almost
started. I'm actually looking forward to all the travelling. If you live
anywhere in the U.S., Canada, Mexico, Europe (including the U.K.), Japan,
Australia, South America, and a number of places that I'm forgetting to list
here, then you'll probably get a chance to see us play all the new stuff live
very soon. Thanks for paying attention to all my blather.