Dear Mother,So little has happened since the last time we spoke. Summer has been nothing more than a winter in disguise. I for one am not complaining. You know how I love the cold. I think I got that from you; I think that I have, by virtue of diffusion (or osmosis since water constitutes so much of our biological make up) taken on your ability to tolerate and in some cases seek out cold weather, frigid people, lukewarm pizza, and bone-chilling stethoscopes.Oh, and let’s not forget the Russian girl I told you about. If she were a boring, icy, and tasty confection she would be a carton of vanilla ice cream that will forever be frozen in a vat of liquid nitrogen, that is, until man gains the technology to transform vanilla into champagne.Fall classes begin on the 27th. While I am looking forward to getting more cerebral with the book learnin’ and whatnot, I am having a lot of fun making music recordings with the 4-track recorder a buddy of mine lent me. You remember years ago when that was basically all I did in my free time? I am starting to get the bug again. I do not take myself too seriously, which is important. I am more content with recording experimental one-takes than elaborately over-dubbed and synchronized songs. I am also able to incorporate some of my writings into songs.When my landlords leave for their month long vacation I am really going to fuck shit up aurally. Right now when I record I have to keep things to a dull roar, because I do my best work at night when they are asleep; but once they are gone I am going to be less inhibited. Most people wouldn’t give a shit and record whenever they felt like it, with the volume on their amplifiers as loud as they prefer, but me, well as you know I hope to renew my lease here for another year; I want to hang on to this place. The last thing I want is for them to despise me as a tenant.I love and miss you, and give Dad a dropkick to the groin for me. He’s metal; he won’t feel it.Yours truly (until you start shitting yourself and we have to put you in a home),
Martin D. Gil (2006)
