6/12/2000 12:01:28 PM|||Brian Fending|||

Yes, I'm writing a separate update to my "close personal friends" and will
continue to do so at Rachel's suggestion. How you got on this list is up to
the Fickle Finger of Fate, so if you don't want to receive these "Personal"
emails, either suck it up, change your email address, or forward this to
the FCC. They love to get this kind of email, I'm sure.
3Com: Sucking. Working long for the short-term gain of others is not my
definition of a good time. "Pro Bono ad Infinitum" is not my slogan, nor
will it ever be, so look for a change in this department very soon. I did
get a response back from the online interactive PBS documentary but, while
they found my work interesting, my background wasn't quite right for their
"Growing Up Female" project. There are other jobs in this cesspool we call
the DC job market; perhaps the next line I cast will yield better results,
so long as I stay away from special interest groups. (Like the women.
They're a pretty tight-knit group, you know.)
I'm getting my affairs in order to start freelancing again through the AFM
Local down here. Working with amateurs and these "musical start-ups" hasn't
panned out too well so far in El Departamento de Dinero. I've actually been
told, in response to a request to start making something other than a minor
cut, to overbook myself and they'll pay my market value. In response to
that, I'm going to just start working scale club gigs and not have time for
the games that so many think are the art of Freelancing. Pain in my arse,
these things are. The bad part is that they'll probably get at least minor
distribution by next year and I'll be kicking myself for not sticking it
out and getting sucked into playing every Borders in the Metro area and
rehearsing every once in a while to hammer the lines into the bassist and
biting my tongue about how the drum parts sound because the drummer is the
guitarist's brother and I'm just the hand percussion guy who brings the
most gear to the gig and always loads out alone and before everyone else
because I've got a life aside from this little Club called an "acoustic
duo... er... quintet sometimes" that gathers together like a high school
reunion in a different library each time. Then again, maybe I'll just join
the union again.
WWWhynot: In 1997, I designed my first website. It really sucked. I got
better. Now, I want to do it for most of my living, supplemented by gigs.
Any thoughts or hints out there? Come on, you creative types... throw me a
bone here. I'm thinking of selling some CDs online - anybody want to talk
about doing a label?? Hey, you never know...
Thinking a lot about life right now. I'm moving into Rachel's place later
this month (in fact, I'm typing this on my 1997 PowerBook at her desk right
now) and am finally feeling the first of stability. You married types out
there (you don't have to be married to be a married type, by the bye) know
what I'm talking about. Throw me your advice, oh sage masters of
cohabitation. Unless it's heavy, in which case I probably won't be able to
catch it. Haven't been working out. No time. You know how it is. First you
think you can skip a session, then a whole week due to travel, and then you
wind up five months older with twenty extra pounds sitting on the couch in
a wifebeater eating day-old pizza and stale Coke because Pepsi reminds you
of Diet and Diet Anything is Bad. But I'm not that way yet. Just take it
easy with the advice.

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