it's 1:30 am on thursday night. i'm waiting for my video to render. at least i think that's what it's called. see, i kind of know how to do stuff on the computer, and i kind of know what the stuff i know how to do is called, but not really. so when i say "render" i think i mean that i'm waiting for the little video i just made to turn into an mp4 file. and when i say "video i just made" i really mean the 4 minute video clip i exported from my camera to imovie and then made it fade in at the beginning and fade out at the end. et voila - je suis une artiste de film et musique. (that is probably not real french, by the way. probably not even close.)
so - the new website is up and running at www.terranaomi.com.
it's really exciting for me for some odd reason. probably because i'm a big nerd. and it has its own social networking thing. like myspace. but it's on my website. and it's not myspace. well, i guess it technically is my space. wow. cool. go join it now! it's free.
the single is coming out this coming monday, although i have been informed by my label that i am not what they consider to be a single artist - meaning they don't expect this single to enter the charts at #5 or anything nutty like that - it's apparently more of a "hey hello world, i'm terra naomi and this is a song from my album!" kind of song, as opposed to "hi! i'm terra naomi and this is my one hit, so my record label has put everything they have into it and mortgaged their office in order to promote this thing and if it doesn't do really well in the first week then i'll be back to waiting tables!" kind of song...which i'm told is a great place to be at a record label....though a big part of me wants it to do so fucking well and come in at #1 even thought hardly anyone knows who i am yet, and therefore how the hell could they buy the single, which is the only thing that would cause the song to go up in the charts. that's the competitive part which only sees what's in front of me, and not necessarily the big picture.
like the day before yesterday, when i did a bunch of interviews at radio stations in scotland and england...and there was this one station in manchester that did this thing called "30 second challenge" and i had to answer as many questions as i could in 30 seconds. i was trying to beat fergie's score of 7. (which, you will be happy and hopefully not too surprised to know, i did, with a score of 9.)
but anyway - the point of the story is i got so intensely competitive and i lost myself in the game. about 3 questions in, they asked "what would you do if you were invisible for a day?" to which i blurted out "PORN!" and continued answering questions. of course, the hosts of the show did not let that one slide by...
and a sound bite is created.
how nice.
there are obvious logistical issues with my answer. like the entire concept of "invisible porn." wtf is that? oh well. i was trying to win the competition. i didn't get a trophy, or a prize of any sort....but i know i won. and that's more valuable than any prize, right? (hhhmmmmm...ya....i'm sure it is...to someone....somewhere...)
today i played 3 songs on hit40 uk. it's a big radio chart show which airs on sundays on 120 stations or some absurd number like that. i'm sure i said many embarrassing things. i usually do. parts of the interview should be on the hit40 radio show this sunday and the next few sundays. tomorrow i have an interview with jo whiley. she is a lovely looking woman who interviews bands here in the UK. i find her to be a bit intimidating, but i won't tell anyone. except for all of you. and i'm sure it will be cool tomorrow. and if not, at least i know that soon after it starts it will be over. but really, i watched some youtube videos of jo whiley interviewing bands (because i'm a nerd) and she really does seem lovely. i'll let you know after tomorrow.
here is my favorite song lyric of the day. it comes from bright eyes:
"And so I've learned to retreat at the first sign of danger
I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender?
And ambition, I've found, can lead only to failure
I do not read the reviews
No, I am not singing for you"
i'm not saying he should have killed her, but i understand.
night night.
xo