The morning was fixing up some final video tweaks, and some administrivia.
Friday afternoon beers were welcome, a friend visited, then a zoom call with bandmates. I was late, but we had a good chat. I realised during the course of it that my basic job at the moment, audio and video editing, had become deleting a procession of ums – my own and others – from various takes and tracks.
Today was the first day of Level 2, after 7 weeks of lockdown.
It began early, after another nice sunrise, with an 8am zui (zoom hui). Looks like a positive outcome from that, so another project on the list.
Then there was a bit of waiting and non-meetings. I missed a call for pick-up of a purchase, and after 1/2 an hour on the phone, was told I could just waltz on in. Such luxury.
The shop though had walk-ins going in through one door, and click-and-collect round the back. It was pretty well organised and fast, with hand sanitiser and plenty of distancing.
The gold though was the new hard drive I bought. It’s really sped up the machine I do my day-to-day work on. The catch was I had to re-format it, change some deep disk settings, install the OS and migrate all my existing hard drive content. It took quite some time…
But now, the main apps I use open lightning fast, so I will make all of that time up, over time. Good times.
It was also Budget Day, a $50 billion covid spending plan. Lots for housing and infrastructure, not much for direct support of beneficiaries or low income earners. But trades training and community education and $4b for health, bravo. Most of the hot takes I saw were, yay for this; grumble, grumble for that. What’s the old saying? If you piss everyone off equally you’ve got it about right?
Seven weeks this weirdness has continued, and soon it will be Level 2. I’ve been thinking a lot about what lockdown has meant.
Certainly it is history in the making and the end of many things. As the US and the UK have shown, the world really could do with looking elsewhere for leadership.
Here, budgets at local and central government level will change dramatically. Things won’t be the same.
On a personal level, it has been a period of creativity and productivity. It’s also given me a fairly good idea of how I want my future to be, and how lucky I am to be able to have some input and direction over how that future might turn out. I like the slower-ness. I like doing less, but with better focus. I like learning about new things, and with new teams. Change isn’t bad, or good, it just is.
A trip to the supermarket last night yielded ingredients for the Mother’s Day breakfast. Pancakes, bacon, banana, maple syrup, icing sugar, lemon … and it was good. Not quite as good as the birthday pancakes, probably because I didn’t have help this time …
Anyhoo, it was another lovely day and we went for a drive to take the dog for a walk. It was good, but the dog puked in the van on the way home. Yummy!
After that delightful task, came inside to find a a new mix of the song we have been working on waiting for me, and man, I am proud of it. In less than a month it’s gone from very raw to almost finished product. There’s still finesse work to do, but it’s got a great feel, and my bubblemate said it was ok – which is high praise indeed.
It was close to a day off. Bit of a sleep in to start, which was nice.
Went to Mitre 10. This was a regular pre-lockdown activity, and how it had changed.
Two doors, which used to be entry and exit, were now Surname A-M and P-Z. You were given a time to arrive. You lined up, showed your ID and got your item.
It was pretty efficient, but a bit weird. We picked up a small freezer. Moved it, unpacked and moved a chiller.
We took a side trip to the airport – all the planes were lined up on the tarmac, and of about 5 or 600 car parks, about 10 were occupied. It was surreal.
It used to be that almost every hour there’d be a plane over our place, now it’s a rarity. The regional maintenance facility is proposed to move to Christchurch. Air New Zealand have cut back their timetable by 80%. Some tough times ahead.
A cold and clear morning with snow on the Double and the Grampians and Mount Richmond, and a dusting near Motueka.
More work, delivered a couple of eps of a radio programme; more taking the ums out of videos; more music, more life.
Redid some tracks that I had been casually murdering. They’re now only half awful, maimed, you might say. Guitar break was great though!
THe track we’re working on is in triple time, 6/4, and it has this odd, rolling feel, where you can be perfectly in time, but at the same time feel hopelessly at sea. It’s weird and magic and wonderful and I can’t wait for it to see the light of day.