Mastering CDs at Shire Media Studios – Mad Chaos: September 20, 1998

Midnight PlayStation Session

Keith and Shawn just left my house.  Basically, they were over my house for an hour as we played ‘Gran Turismo’ and some other shit car game.  Having my fair share of wins and losses I walked away from the night lustrous.  

Now they have left my house with not even a minute or two spacing their departure.  Now it is time to resume writing my day’s story, Saturday.

Return Trip To Sutherland

Now to explain my whole day.  Like I noted, I was up to the part where we had finished our stay at Cronulla beach.  We walked back to Cronulla train station and prepared ourselves to visit Sutherland.  

Sitting on the end seats once again, there were girls directly in front of me that were fairly ugly, but had smiles on their faces when looking at me.

Mikaere Wants To Fight Ali

“You know Mikaere wants to bash Ali now,” Jett told me on the train ride.

“Why does he want to bash him for,” I wondered.

“Because he said he would beat Mikaere and Uati in a fight at the same time.  So ages ago, Mikaere walked up to Ali looking for a fight, but Ali backed away.”

 Mikaere is after some revenge, I guess.  Now he knows that Ali and I don’t talk, so that would probably make it easier for him, as there are none of his friends being friends with Mikaere .  

Telling Jett Who The CD Was For

That led to our talk of Lyssa.

“Where are we going to now,” Jett asked.

“To Shire Media Studios in Sutherland so I can burn songs onto a CD,” I explained.

“What are you going to use the songs for,” Jett asked me

“I am making the CD for Lyssa, because she said she always wanted one from me,” I confessed the real reason I was giving Lyssa the CD.

“I was the dog in the relationship.  Because of my calling Jewell frequently and then getting emotions for her, I ruined a good thing,” I confided.

Jett understood that.

“That is why I was taking photos of Misty Moo when you came over today.  I will place the photo of Misty Moo on the CD cover.  The songs will be tracks on the CD, and each song will be about an important date in our relationship.  All will be revealed after the CD is given to Lyssa,” I informed Jett.

The Two Pranksters

On the way back from Cronulla, I was the one being hyper instead of Jett.  That’s the funny thing about going out with Jett to places.  It’s either me or him that will be the clown of the moment and rarely the both of us, as we find it too funny listening to each other to be doing our own shit.  

Jett was being the funniest on the way to Cronulla.  He bagged that bitch out on the bus and was calling out to Valeriya.  In Macarthur Square, there was one of those clown guys on stilts.  To be funny Jett faked hitting him square in the balls. Everyone laughed.  That’s the kind of laughs he made, but mine were different.  Mine were more of practical laughs, where I was playing a fool mimicking voices and making fun of people and myself.  

Jett came to sit with me when the two ugly girls jumped off.  We kept jumping up to look at a girl that was sleeping on the bottom at the other side.  Once we both sat up and the girl downstairs wasn’t sleeping anymore, she noticed us.  So instead of stopping, I kept bobbing my head up and waving with a smile from all different angles.  Jett did the same every now and again but was mostly laughing at my actions.

Reaching Sutherland And Recording The CD

Reaching Sutherland, it was now dark, as the time had reached 5:30pm.  Our estimated time of arrival was 5pm, but for some reason everything was coming late to us for the day.  

Making our way to the studio we found everything was closed.  Luckily Jett found a buzzer.  Ringing the buzzer, we waited a minute.  Then Alex came down the stairs.  Jett was intrigued by the idea of walking into a studio and using it.  

Marching up the stairs, we headed to the studio room.  Ripping out my ten CDs, we started copying the songs over.  Sitting there while each song was recorded, the three of us got into some lively discussions.  

Alex told us he was doing some audio work for ‘The Wiggles’.  That brought along a humorous conversation about The Wiggles and how they should buy themselves a private jet instead of paying for half-price tickets every week they travel.

The Country & Western Singer

Conversations came rapidly.  Nearing the end of the copying of my CD, a lady that was booked there for 6pm showed up.  Alex basically sent her home.  I thought she had been in the other room waiting for us to finish.  Nope, Alex sent her away for half an hour until we were finished.  

When she was gone, Alex told us how she was doing some country and western shit, mixing her voice with some music.  

Some more conversation about music, speakers and controversy later, my two CDs were burnt and copied. I was happy with my job.

Burning CDs for Jett

“Could we get two more CDs burnt for Jett,” I asked Alex.

“The lady is coming back in the next fifteen minutes, but it should be alright,” he said.

There was only one song that Jett was keeping from my recorded selection.  For the next forty-five minutes, we recorded more songs.  

The lady came soon after we started recording and once again she was forced home.  Alex just didn’t want to have a late night at the studio.  If she had stayed there, he would have been up until 2am in the morning.

Conversations About Brawls In The Area

This is about the time that his friend came into the studio and the four of us had a ball in conversation.  

While Jett’s CDs were getting recorded and then burnt, we sparked up a conversation about brawls that have happened in their area.  This guy sounded like he had seen a couple of sick brawls, as he told us many pub stories.  Being rugged in the face, I found that easy to believe.  Still, the conversation continued.  

Then they put on a tape of about four years ago when they put some shit together in the studio.  This was around the time they were drunk one night.  With all their friends in the studio, they just ripped out all the instruments and started speaking shit.  There was one guy who held the whole thing together, as if he was a radio presenter for Triple J.  

There was one song that they performed themselves on this CD.  Even though their voices were ragged, the title was called ‘Suck my Dick’.  Some of the lyrics were ‘Girl, just unzip my pants, take it out and suck my dick.’ The title was the chorus.  Jett and I had great laughs at the ADAT tape that was in the tape player.  Quality recording.  

When our CDs were copied, we stayed around for a bit to listen in on more of the tape, as we looked around the studio and learnt some things.  

Basically after three hours sitting in there and talking with Alex and his friend, when all was done, Jett and I had to head home.  The time was now 8:30pm.  Pretty late, if you ask me.

Sutherland Nightlife

The night was full.  Shaking Alex’s hand and his friend’s hand, we made our way out and to the station.  

There wasn’t much nightlife in Sutherland.  It was dark and there were a lot of dick heads getting drunk for Saturday night coming home from Sutherland.

But the one thing I noticed was it was a mixed culture town.  In one corner there were home boys, hot girls, ugly girls, nightclub people, red necks, Asians, Fobs, and Aboriginals who asked us for a smoke.  Yep, there were plenty of races there including some Lebanese dudes, multicultural.  

Jumping on our train with security guards, we made our way to Sydenham, which didn’t really take that long.  

Along the way, we parked our asses behind some more nice-looking girls and admired girls outside of the train.

The Bus From Sydenham

Reaching Sydenham we caught ourselves a bus.  Once again, I walked past a really hot blonde-orange-red hair girl using the phone.  Blonde was most dominant in her hair.  With her black short skirt and high boots with a jacket covering her torso, she was pretty hot, especially when she turned her dominant face around to look at who was passing her.  

Taking one last glance from the corner of my eye, we made our way to the bus that was waiting for us.

The bus only consisted of two other people, including the bus driver,.  One of the people was some Lebanese or Egyptian guy around his early 40s.  Another one of our games (as I was now going psycho) was to wave at cars approaching us as we were seated right at the back.  

There was this one car full of girls inside of it except for the passenger who was a guy.  The hot girl in the back seat noticed me waving from the side of the sticker on the back window of the bus and started laughing at my gestures.  

Quickly, she pointed out to her friends in the front what I was doing.  Soon they were all having fun laughing.  That made Jett and I laugh.  As they drove past us, I looked at them through the side window and kept waving as they kept smiling.  

The girl in the back seat was blowing kisses to me while I was doing my shit.  I didn’t notice that, but Jett did.  The girl in the back seat was pretty hot or decent looking herself.  Yep, there were lots of hot girls out tonight, and don’t think I don’t have a clue what is hot is or isn’t.

As the car drove past the bus, we kept egging the bus driver on to chase the car faster and get in front of it, but he couldn’t hear us.  So instead, with each bump that we felt on the ground, due to bad suspension, we would overact and jump around frantically on the back seat.  When the corners came up, well, we played corners.  

Eventually, we made it to East Hills.  Jumping off the bus, everyone said thank you to the bus driver normally. I whispered it to him as if I was insane.  Well, I am…

Leah Is Engaged

Jumping on at East Hills, we caught the train the rest of the way home, with one little glitch.  

For some stupid fate-chosen reason, I decided to jump out of my seat as we reached Ingleburn.

Bad luck had it that the screaming girl yelling out, “Wait, wait” was Leah, Lyssa’s friend she loved to loath.

Leah was with two girls and a guy.  As they all sat down I felt obligated to talk with Leah.

One of her friends yelled out “Is he the one going out with Lyssa?  Why would you go out with her for?”

Angered by that remark I snapped back, “Because I like her!”  

Before I could say any more out of anger, Leah calmed me down.  

“Hey, Leah, why are you holding roses in your hands,” I wondered.

“Because my boyfriend proposed to me today,” she showed me a ring on her finger.  

That was enough for me to hear.  I said goodbye to Leah and then sat downstairs with Jett again who heard the whole conversation.

The Girl That Resembled Jewell

Making our way to Macarthur Square, we walked to Jett’s house.  Walking past Macarthur Square we noticed a girl in the desolate car park all by herself, fairly hot, fairly pretty and fairly dressed up with blonde hair.  At first glance looking at her from a distance I honestly believed it was Jewell kicking a coke lid out of frustration.  

Jett and I were thinking that she had just busted her boyfriend cheating or something so she was out in the barren car park by herself.  

Walking past her I noticed a resemblance to Jewell, but it wasn’t to be her.  Jett also thought it would be her.  Even the posture in which she walked reminded me somewhat of Jewell.  That’s not because I miss Jewell or anything.  Far from it.  I haven’t even taken Jewell into consideration for any of my thoughts since our last night of talking.  

Walking to Jett’s house he borrowed his dad’s car to give me a lift home.  Driving to my house (instead of using the motorbike because it was raining beforehand), I picked out my CDs from the bag and said adios.  

Missing Lyssa’s Phone Call

I walked in the door, walked upstairs, grabbed a towel and took my shirt off.

“Did anyone call me today,” I asked mum and dad.

Hoping that I received a call from Lyssa, I had my prayers answered.  

“Lyssa called you at eleven in the morning, just after you left.  Someone else called too.  I think it was your friend Keith,” mum answered.  

That made me happy to think Lyssa was thinking of me while this CD is in the mix.  Shame, Lyssa and I could have had a great talk.  

My thoughts on why Lyssa called me would have been the same reason I wanted to call Lyssa before I left.  That reason is that Saturday was the last time I could talk with Lyssa before she met once again with Bryce and could seal her fate to be loved by someone else.  Doomsday was coming for our relationship as past lovers.  

I just hope that Lyssa isn’t getting onto Bryce tonight wherever she is.  

Lyssa Is Slipping Away

If Lyssa does get onto Bryce well then it was only my errors that led to that moment and I have none to blame but myself.  Lyssa would have called today out of guilt but then again, she could have called so that my voice would stop her from getting onto Bryce tonight.

The time right now is 3:15am so Lyssa will be coming out of any nightclub venue that she attends.  Lyssa told me that she is wearing that top that makes her boobs look huge and her waist look so small to impress the likes of Bryce.  If that did happen tonight then there is no chance that Lyssa didn’t get onto Bryce.  

Let’s just hope that when I give Lyssa a call tomorrow she has not moved on and I can still see her on Monday without feeling guilty, but rather, feeling the right feelings in my mind.  

That was the night for me.  Let me once again just mention that today has been a great day.  The day started at 10:30am and just ended now.  It’s been a long time since I’ve had a full day.  Once again, it’s been a late night but one I will wake up early from.  

Enough from the Inspecta-Deck.  Now to poverty in emptiness, a void of my pages, no more to be written.