Cigars and the Shoe-Licker

My computer is in parts, and I'm reassembling it. So are my songs; today I'm working on timing for what I suspect will be the opening track of the album. It's an odd rhythm track with huge potential but equally huge issues. So I'm cutting it up and putting it back together.

It's the groove that I'm after. Small mistakes are easy to fix, but rhythmic harmony is a delicate and elusive thing. It exists in the interaction of rhythm instruments the way a chord exists in the interaction of separate strings, like Plato's tripartite soul. And when it's missing, everyone can tell.

So if I have five hundred clips of handclaps that I've individually lined up, it's okay. That's just some forensic groove-enhancement. I've created a monster, and now I've got to make it dance.