Vlogging Update: May 2017

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Hey y’all,

Sorry for the long absence.

My computer died.

I gave it to my aunt to work on.

She does IT work for the local school district.

Unable to fix it, she gave me another one that a school was getting rid of.

I tried to salvage what I could from the old one.

But, most of my programs and files were lost.

I’ve been searching for the missing software and restoring what I can.

My scanner/printer didn’t want to cooperate with the new computer.

I tried replacing it.

But, the replacements didn’t work either.

After a couple of days messing with it, I finally got it running.

My van has a million problems.

But, at least I got the front tire fixed that kept going flat.

I’ve replaced that tire THREE TIMES and it still kept going flat.

I thought maybe the rim was bent.

I had it looked at and they found a piece of metal lodged inside.

They patched it up.

Now, it shouldn’t be a problem anymore.

Only cost me $15 bucks (thank God)!

I tried to repay my grandmother $700 dollars I owe her.

She forgave some of it.

My ex forgave the $200 I owed her, too, since I’ve been helping her relocate and move her stuff.

Not sure how I’ll get my other debts paid.

But, I try not to get stressed out about it.

That really fucks up my creativity.

Spring Has Sprung

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I was watching some YouTube videos lately.

I got very annoyed.

Other bands are doing stuff that I wanna do.

But, they keep beating me to it.

I hate when that shit happens.

Maybe it is just that everything has already been done to death and we keep repeating and reinterpreting what came before us.

I dunno.

I know that, financially, I am gonna be screwed for the foreseeable future.

I am robbing Peter to pay Paul for as long as I have to.

I seriously doubt that I will break even before summer begins.

I keep putting off working on and publishing the zine until I can get ahead a little.

But, that doesn’t look like it is going to happen very soon.

I may do a cheaper version, than what I had in mind, until it begins to pay for itself.

Just a thought.

I will probably raid my boxes of old tapes that I have in storage and dig around for some incomplete material to finish.

I have a lot of it, going back nearly forty years.

Since I have been tinkering with the analogue multi-track machine, maybe I will include some fresher stuff with it, too.

I dunno.

A guitarist whom I have not played with in years contacted me and is eager to jam again.

So, maybe he can give me a morale boost and help me get my shit done.

Maybe.

I am always willing to jam with other people if they are interested.

I need to find somewhere that I can paint and make loud noises too.

Maybe somebody can help me with that.

Valentine’s Day

February-March

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I am feeling a little better today.

My meds weren’t completely refilled this month.

I am totally out of Wellbutrin.

But, I still have some Prozac and Abilify left.

I gotta schedule an appointment to see my doctor when he is next available.

I have been meaning to find a new psychiatrist to take over my psychotropics.

But, I have been constantly broke, trying to dig myself out of an overdrafted hole with the bank for months.

Hopefully, I am far ahead enough that this will not be a problem next month.

I also hope to get some repairs done on the van.

It is rapidly falling apart and needs a lot of work.

If I can at least stop the oil and fluids from leaking, I will be more confident to drive it further.

Maybe I will even get busy on The Island of Misfit Noise Movie again, once my transportation is stabilized.

The frame is bent.

So, there is only so much that is worth putting into it.

Hopefully, I can make it last long enough until I can afford a halfway decent replacement.

I would prefer to find another Chevy van with 4×4 drive.

I am not sure if I will make any modifications to the current van or not.

I guess I could, and then just transfer them to another vehicle later.

I would like to install a high wattage inverter w/ two deep cycle batteries.

Enough power to run a refrigerator/freezer and other appliances.

I wanted to purchase a used ice cream truck for this reason.

But, it was sold before I could save up enough cash to buy it.

Ideally, I would like to prep my vehicle to be ready to live in full-time, if it really became necessary.

I have been watching a lot of vandwellers blogging on YouTube, chronicling their experiences of living nomadically.

There are lots of good tips and ideas on there.

Some are simply homeless, not by choice.

But, others have willfully chosen to live this way…for a variety of reasons.

Mostly, the cost of living is a factor.

Eric Jacobs, who lives in an RV with his cat Jax, makes me miss having a cat around.

Their travels also make me wish I was touring and playing out again.

Playing music has always been my main avenue of socializing.

I just don’t have many other interests or feel like going out anywhere for other reasons.

I guess this is why Ozzy Osbourne and other rockers never stayed retired for very long.

They don’t know how to do anything else.

I feel awkward being a solo artist, though.

I suppose that I have little choice left.

My social skills are shit and I never can keep a stable band together for very long.

Some music that I write is too complex to play alone.

It just sounds better with a real full band.

But, I guess that I can write other songs to play solo.

I am recording both, and other material that is just physically impossible to play live at all.

All of it is going into my cassette-zine, Thee Urban SpaceCat, along with my drawings, writings, and correspondences with pen friends.

I would like to publish a new issue at least every three or four months.

But, my finances are a limitation imposed on how often I could put it out there.

I am unsure when I can get it ready.

Hopefully, within the next few months.

I have tons of crap that I need to catch up on.

I need new shoes, prepping supplies, etc.

I gotta pay off my credit cards, repair the van, and other gear.

So, I am playing everything by ear, for now.

At minimum, I hope to have a live set prepared so that I can book a few shows.

Maybe it will help me to raise a little money so I can get my projects moving again.

We will see.

If anybody wants to write to me, ask questions, and maybe get your letter published in my zine my address should be there on the sidebar of my website MikeNobody.Com.

Later,

November, November…

I Just Want To Get My Shit Together

Being poor gets so exhausting.

I am just tired of being tired of being broke all the time.

None of the jobs that I applied for have been interested in hiring me.

Probably because I am too old, unskilled, and disabled… just a hunch.

I found some possible parts to rebuild my new ShitKit with; a cheap beginner’s set at Value World, a truck spring, and an empty propane tank for free on Craigslist.

But, I can’t afford to buy anything, not even oil & gas to go get the free shit.

I am living on ramen noodles and peanut butter until my bridge card gets paid, and I only get $16/mo for THAT.

A lot of the problem with being poor is that ANY minor setback can fuck you up for months.

A traffic ticket leads to more expenses (like renewing car insurance), which leads to carrying overdrafts on your bank account for several months, which leads to compounded fees, etc.

Then, by the time you can dig yourself out of one hole, SOMETHING ELSE happens and starts it all over again.

Vehicle problems are good at that.

Living on social security is no life of luxury, for sure, and congress will not adjust COLA (Cost of Living Allowance) through the next year.

If a Republican becomes president, it will just get worse.

Oi, vey!

Vote for Bernie!


I missed my medications in the past few days.

I guess being stressed-out about the bed bug invasion distracted me a lot.

So, my mood is not very good.

I have been in the sort of mood where I get a lot of ideas for creative things that I would want to do, except that I don’t want to do ANYTHING at all except sleep and wait for death.

Which is really a shame, because I was kind of on a roll for a couple of days.

I produced a lot of drawings and came up with some new ideas.

I might have done more if I could get any supplies that I need.

I am resuming my medications, trying to get back on track again.


I have posted more used items in my “virtual garage sale” if anybody wants to check that stuff out on Bandcamp.

I successfully posted one item on Ebay.

But, I had trouble with some others.

So, I may just stick to selling stuff from Bandcamp where I kinda know what I am doing.

While going through some boxes, I came across a bunch of small leftover jars (like the ones I used for the “Beginner’s Luck” Microcassette-Zine).

I don’t like wasting something if I can reuse it.

So, I am making limited edition Surprise Jars.

Each jar is a little different, containing some unique items for collectors.

I will be posting an exclusive audio track to be downloaded with each purchase.

I will try to get that ready and posted soon.


I have no idea if the Island of Misfit Noise is going to perform anywhere anytime soon.

We were supposedly booked for December, but the plug got pulled.

I started on a few songs for everybody to contribute to.

But, it looks like they will just sit unused for awhile.

If any of the other collaborators wanna add something, we can still record it for the next album.

I am going to focus on my solo work for the time being.

I will try to have at least a partial live set ready, in case another gig is offered.

If I had my ShitKit built, I could put together something interesting for a Mike Damn Nobody show.

I was thinking of doing a noise-drum-vocal kind of thing, similar to Black Pus, but more chaotic.

It does not look like that will happen anytime soon, though.

I have a few parts laying around for building a noise machine, similar to Bradford Reed’s Pencilina, but kinda more like the modified guitars created by Masahiko Ohno (Solmania).

I dunno.

Maybe I should hold off on performing live again until all of this stuff is in order.

But, knowing me, NOTHING is ever in order anyway.

ACK!

I want a Pepsi.