PSA: 15 stuffs you may or may not have known.

im gunna keep this one simple, but here's the rundown.

1. I am not a Disc Jockey.  There is no jockeying of discs going on.

2. I just make music and produce shows.

3. Sometimes i run out and buy nestle  iced tea mix and just eat the powder with a teaspoon while watching Hoarders.

4. Meowingtons is my cat, his full name is "Professor Meowingtons PhD."  yes i am obsessed with him.

5. I try not to stick to one genre of Electronic Music. Ive been known to dabble in just about everything.

6. The green thing on my neck is a space invader.

7. I dont really like getting my photo taken, not because i dont like getting my photo taken, but because i dont really like physical contact all that much... i tend to cringe away when someone tries to put their arm around me. I just dont like being touched really. It's just a thing i have, nothing personal.

8. Everyone always ask me what my tattoos mean... well they dont really mean anything, i just like tattoos.

9. When am i coming to X city?  I'll get there eventually, ive been touring my ass off to please everyone, and eventually we'll schedule an event near you, so dont worry.

10. what do you think about X DJ or Producer. I dont really have any opinions on anyone else, just because i can clearly see how opinionated everyone is about me, and how much it always goes back and forth... i dont bother putting those opinions on other people who are probably just as passionate as i am about making music or performing.

11. I live in the lovely city of Toronto, Canada.

12. I dont think i've sold out. To me, selling out would mean doing something against my morals for cash. So far, i haven't done that. And my music certainly hasn't and wont change towards a direction that isnt something im not feeling.

13. I dont particularly enjoy interviews... only because many of them are the same questions over and over again and arent very creative / interesting at all. Its usually the same old: how did you come up with the name deadmau5, how do you feel about playing X event, how is it different than other parts of the world, etc etc YAWN.

14. If youre not a DJ then how come youre doing X event or are involved in X poll, etc etc. Honestly, i dont know. But it's cool. Electronic music is so etched into DJ culture that it's almost completely unavoidable to be associated. I dont have any problems with that, but i am aware of the gross misconception of unnoticeable difference between Producers and DJ's (who are very often both) and producing a show. One of my goals in life is to make it more clear, it's an uphill battle, but at least its challenging and interesting!

15. Drugs don't really do anything for me. I've never bothered to indulge in that lifestyle, but on the same note, i am not anti-drug. I have enough respect for humans to let them make their own choices, whether they seem stupid to me or not. The type of people i CANT stand tho, are those who impose lifestyle choices onto others... THATS something i hate right there. I don't think theres anything more annoying in society than people who feel the need to force their idea of an ideal lifestyle onto someone else. Thats just cheap. I wont elaborate, but, you get the idea.

etch-a-sketch's are fucking evil.

Okay, try this one on for size... last nights dream:

Im not too sure why, but for some reason or another i was in some fast food joint somewhere in Australia.... the usual, talking smack, eating a burger with some friends tho i cant seem to recall who they were...  There were a bunch of dudes sitting across the table from ours... and they were talking shit... im not even sure what, but i knew it was directed at me and it wasnt pleasant. So i pushed my chair back, walked over to their end of the table and got in their face... i think more along the lines of saying something like "you wanna say that again?" or some other random tough guy shit like that.... so apparently the repeated whetever it was, and i just cocked back for a second, and punched the guy in the face pretty much as hard as i could.

So, i guess it was on... were were scuffling about... at least in that slow-motion retarded way that you would when youre dreaming anyway... and next thing i remeber is taking a step back and theres a cop standing right there. basicly everything stood still right there and i just figured... oh fuck.

running over the situation in my mind, i remeber thinking, the absolutle worse thing that coul happen really is that i get taken to jail overnight and pay some kinda bail / fine... whatever. So... im kinda bummed out as he's slapping the cuffs on me. Then another cop shows up and cuffs the other 2 idiots as well.

I was with someone familiar at the time, can't make out who it was... but i know i wasnt alone when the cop drove us off. Anyways, we end up in this massive warehouse... mostly full of mattresses and old clothes and shit.... and the cop told us to start moving all this fibreglass padding shit from one end of the warehouse to another... so i figured wtf... and started doing it...  seemed like we were only moving shit for like 15 minutes, then the cop comes back at us... gives us 25 bucks each and lets us go.

how bizzare i thought... oh well! I remeber thinking how awesome it was that the other pricks were probably in jail getting assraped while i just made 25 bucks moving some shit around in a warehouse. Neat.


Next scenario i find myself floating around a road, driving most likely, and looking out the window... it reminded me of vancouver... more noteaby that sea to sky highway bit... im looking over the cliffside and the watter keeps rising and falling t o and from street level... then we ended up in my house somehow.

I was reading some tech magazine and i spot an article in there about some kind of etch-a-sketch drawing contest.... somehow this got me really pumped so i went and got an etch-a-sketch.  I was fiddling with the thing for a little bit, and then i had this great idea.... so  i setup a camera, and took a pic of the blank etch-a-sketch.... then i started to fill it all in with pure lines... then took another pic of it completely filled in with lines.... then i thought i'd photoshop the hell out of it and stamp in a graphic / composite of the 2 photos of like a mona lisa or something so it looked like i had mad etchasketch skills... so i ended up totally cheating and doing that... and we submitted my photo to this tech magazine... and they came back and basicly called us out for cheating... but somehow gave me another chance to retry... i was relieved.

SO!!! another brilliant idea.... i run out and grab an Audrino board and a couple of digitally controlled motors, and i wrote this script / software that parsed an EPS file ... and controlled these motors to turn the etch-a-sketch knobs accordingly to get an insane image on the etch-a-sketch...

came out perfect.... so we took tons of photos of the etch-a-sketch thing and sent those photos in.... i was all ... this is genius...  again, the magazine came back to me and said... dude... we know this is fake... so i was all.... "okay okay you got me... " and then i explained to them how i programed this audrino / motor rig to control the knobs on the etch-a-sketch to output an EPS file to the etch-a-sketch controls...   and they were all "whoa! really?"  cool!

so that perked their interests at least... and they called me up and said they wanted to come over and do a piece on it... and take vid / pics and shit.... so i thought, okay, i didnt win the contest, but at least this is still kinda rad...


So these guys show up with their cams and gear and shit... and ive got my 2 motor / audrino rig setup for them to check out... and the "director" was all... hmmm... lets put like a plastic dummy over the motors and bits... like a mannequin of sorts... so that it looks like some dude is actually doing it. So im all.. yeah whatever, cool. and then they started to fit this weird rubbery humanoid figure over my rig.... which started to become more and more real...

i finally had a chance to look at my surroundings while this rubbery human type thing was being fitted on my etch-a-sketch rig... and it turned out we were in some sort of dank cave / cavern.... REAL medieval like.

So anyway... this rubber humanoid figure whos starting to look really fuckin evil now, is twicting about due to the motors being driven underneat it... and making this perfect etch-a-sketch drawing.
 So while that thing is whirring away, i look around this cavern and i start to hear these fucking grumbles and crackles from all over the place.... so i look back at the floppy rubber human thing again, whos looking insanely evil now, and it starts talking backwards while still whittling away on this etch-a-sketch.... now im fuckin freaked out... trying to figure out what the fuck is going on with this thing.... now its just me and the etch-a-sketch demon, in a cave, everyone else is gone..


as for the crackling / grumbling sounds... i looks around inside the cave and i start to see shit come out of the dirt... skeletons and shit mostly... and weird corpsey things start hissing around and walking in from around corners.... i mean, it was clear, this etch-a-sketch robot thing was conjuring up the dead and shit... didnt have much time to take any of it in really...

then i woke up to pauls fucking phone ringing.

other peoples lunch

yeah... i guess im pretty easy to hate. Especially by my fellow producer peers.... thankfully, i can count on my fingers the number of times some person has appoached me, or i have sought out, a piece of music... and did my own interpretation of it.... i'd say 2 out of 10 times... it actually ends up pretty cool, we become friends, and we have good times... and our journey continues and we defo plan future collaborations for sure...

so what the fuck is wrong with the other 8? Why does everyone have to be so fucking stupid... what the fuck is it? Money? Jealousy? Spite? or just plain stupidity... all for fuckin 15 minutes of online "fame"? I hate to think a friendship with me can be valued at 15 minutes of fame only to be relapsed back into whatever situation they were in before crossing paths with me. But i guess it seems to be the trendy thing to do.

I dont sit around my computer making music to out-do  or overcome anyone else. Im just twiddling away doing what in love to do then sharing my gift... and when the opportunnity arises... i like to join in or ask others to participate from time to time... Of course, given that everything at some point needs to go into the "big label machine" i usually just smile and nod that process till it goes away and we have a product to unleash to the world... and usually so do the other parties... no love lost.

It's really quite simple.  But for some reason, sometimes, you get these people who you'\d figure are pretty fuckin cool need to inject their own brand of stupidity into the machine as if it were some kind of ATM machine... then of course that immediately terminates any future hopes of a working relationship right there.

and of course it doesnt end there... hindsight is a fucking BITCH. So probably somewhere down the line your likely to get a select few who are now SET on trying to get on your balls to remind you that they fucked something up. ... maybe start some kind of online rivalry, or public outlash that vaguely outlines their own failure in the process providing it makes me look like im some kind of thief.

Happens all too often in the music business. Advice for those planning into entering this awkward state of affairs when it comes to music and money... know who your friends are. And when you make new ones, you can usually tell where their proiorities are when they arent talking to their managers about how much money they could be making off something.

It's still hard to stay out of it when the fuckin babies start throwing the sand in the sandbox, but... being the outspoken opinionated guy i probably am... that proves to be a challenge most days.

ps.  fuck you.

everyone wants something.

and i certainly don't have it.

Im not sure what it is with relationships given my current status right now. Obviously i've fucked myself up beyond repair to even be able to fantasize about having a meaningful relationship that somehow didn't revolve around my career. But it's nice to think i can from time to time.  I think i actually spend more time fending off psychotic ex girfriends than i do perusing new relationships... at least, that is, when im not working... which is aorund 99 percent of the time.

so whats the point really.

Gotta simultaneously love and hate my social life right now... Im tired of the phony starfuckers, the groupies who say they arent because theyre convinced that they genuinely feel a certain way about something or another, and of course all the baggage they bring along with them. Personally, i travel light.

Where did all the normal people go?

Vacationing, and the like.

So, I took a week long "vacation" and it sucked. I think im one of those rare people who can't just unplug for more than a day. I mean, it was nice to catch up with family and friends on this god forsaken island and stuff... but really, all i could think about was plugging back into the suck and getting back to work.

I think im more relaxed now if anything, working on the new show for the upcoming 2010 tour, packing up and gearing up for the VMA's... just keeping busy as usual. Allthough i do miss the shit out of my studio... would certainly make my life alot more easier, not to mention creative, if i had access to the boatload of gear and musical toys i've been hoarding for over 10 years, as opposed to sitting in some room with a PC and a midi controller.

I have GOT to find a way to make this career work from home... i mean, not stop touring alltogether, but at least throwing less, but much larger shows... but keeping based in one spot to do all the work expected of me... the remixes, the album, the show production, the everything else.

i think i have decided to move to LA.

bushes.

steve 3:26 pm
    2nd bush on right up the top of stairs 
joel 3:26 pm
    ahaha okay ill go look
    sec
steve 3:27 pm
    I took cab back to get luggage all good
joel 3:28 pm
    k know what...
joel 3:28 pm
    i really dislike sticking my hand and shuffling around in bushes at night in a tropical climate
    ill get paul to do it
steve 3:29 pm
    lol!

the perfect show.

what the fuck is it with me and criticism?  no idea, but i can't stand it... and that goes both ways. good and bad. i have a hard enough time taking compliments as it is... at least genuine ones, let alone some random kid on some random internet who says "blahhh you sucked at X venue"

i feel like i need to come up with some kind of complaint form for people who think i give a shit. Im willing to assume that 99.9999% of most "you suck" comments are unfounded alltogether, and children tend to make the most noise anyway.

however, every once and again, ill get something online to the point of "the show sucked, the set was awful".

would someone please show me the critera that would need to be met to be the perfect show? because all this sounds like to me was that your GF dumped you at the event, ergo, i sucked.

i wish people took as much time to put thought into a complaint as i put into a show. then we might be getting somewhere.... but in the meantime... it looks like im on my own.

losers.

you know what i cant stand? people who stand on escalators, you cant
just move to one side or something? try walking, you probably wont get
lost on the escilator.
the elevator probably works, and you can  push buttons on it , so its like playing a video game.


i win.

first

FIRST

at first, it annoyed me. but now i just like it when everyone does it to annoy the people who keep saying its annoying.