Last fall, Parachutes Fail organized a concert to help raise cash for some friends who were in the process of adopting from China. A Chinese magazine picked up the story and interviewed the family. The article mentions me by name.
I'm world famous.
Time to book an overseas tour.
World Famous
Posted by Josh Engen Wednesday, August 26, 2009 at 8:06 PM
Astrology of City Lights
Posted by Josh Engen Saturday, August 22, 2009 at 1:03 AM
I've been editing a song called "Astrology of City Lights" for about 6 months now. Actually, The instrumental has existed on my hard drive for over 2 years, but I really had no plans to use it until about 6 month ago.
It's an odd direction for Parachutes Fail, but I'm hoping that it will add a bit of uniqueness to our recorded sound.
All of the pieces are slowly finding their homes and no one could be happier than I - except maybe my neighbors. I'm sure they love it when I edit drums at 1 am.
Artifacts
Posted by Josh Engen Tuesday, August 18, 2009 at 12:26 PM
Today I'm finishing up some class work at the Duluth Public Library - a building that I haven't stepped foot in for over 20 years.
I remember little things. The circular-shaped stage outside the library. The sound my fingers make on the stainless steel railings. The way the books on the bottom shelves are spine up instead of spine out.
These tiny, vignetted flashes don't even accumulate enough to form an entire memory. Instead I'm left only with the impression of a memory - an unquantifiable sense that my senses have sensed this place before.
Now, I know for a fact that I've been in this building in the past, but I don't remember a single time. So, since this memory is obviously not unique among memories, should I be saddened by the sudden awareness that the majority my life's experiences have been lost forever?
Tiger Woods Ruined My Day
Posted by Josh Engen Tuesday, August 11, 2009 at 8:08 AM
Yesterday I got a text message from my boss asking if I would be able to work late today. The conversation that followed was far more serious than I had expected. He mentioned that an emergency had come up and that he wasn't able to tell me much about the situation. I told him that I would be happy to help out however I could.
But today, when I arrived to work, he was wearing a gigantic, goofy grin.
There was no emergency. He had free tickets to a PGA event, but didn't think that I would take him seriously if he were to admit it.
He was right.
Now I'm stuck at work while he hangs out with Tiger Woods.
Screw you Tiger Woods.
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