Archive for the ‘Sad’ Category

This is what happens when clueless city folks such as myself try to ‘go green’. Yeah yeah, the intentions were terrific; Mrs. Farmers Market here gets her lazy ass out of bed early every Tuesday to chat up the farmers and chicken slaughterers of the world. This damned chicken cost $16 and it’s disgusting, bloodied pale and mooning face freaked me out enough that, ouch, I threw it away. I know how terrible that sounds but my son took one look and refused to eat it and honestly the crackly, terrible sound of my decapitating it with my not-so-sharp kitchen knife would have haunted my ears for years to come.

Summer is hard too, for terrible chickens with their heads NOT CUT OFF but also a terrible time for me. Musically, emotionally, in every way shape, form. My stomach hurts, I am anxious, too much alcohol is consumed and I find myself a stranger in my own life. Nothing is easy, or fun or smooth or works. For instance, our air-conditioner, which looks like the robot from Lost in Space, which is set to 62 degrees and on ‘turbo’ mode- yet the apartment is still ninety degrees. I have left the refrigerator open and seem to be getting cooled down more from this than “danger danger will robinson” which is sitting right next to me. Also, those light bulbs you are supposed to buy, the coiled ones that reduce carbon footprints, I call them Al Gore light bulbs, you know them? Well I replaced all the bulbs in the house with them and honestly, now you can’t see anything at night., Every lamp in the house has to be on or we fall. And here my son again, has banned those light bulbs from his room so he can read at night, without needing a flashlight. I bought a five year supply at least, from IKEA. We’ll be squinting around for years, falling over stuff and not being able to read magazines.

Miss Miss Kiss Kiss, Whirling Dervish Mix (you can access my remix on the sidebar to the right there) ended up having a super cool a capella that has already been remixed 10 times! The most successful, in my eyes anyway came from the indefatigable Loveshadow and the massively talented Lasswell.

Laswell’s Dig Deep Mix (ft Forensic and Me)

Loveshadow’s Till I My Eyes Die (ft Me)

Lastly joyful and peaceful, a little duet with the gentle and empathic Anchor Mejans. This for a moment in my tattered head, made me happy and calm.

Where Do Feelings Come From (Cookie & Milk Mix ft Me & Radiotimes)

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Rain Lament (Jaspertine Triste Mix)

If there was been one complaint about my music, across the boards, it had been about the drum choices. I happen to love a noisy, white wall cacaphony, but apparently it is not for everyone. I must now need to mention here, ditto ditto (aka Philippe) from just outside of Paris, with his fine ear and sensitivity for subtle sounds. We have been working globally together, on a few projects. The piece is called “Tell us your secret Kaer Trouz” you can listen by following this link , and if you want to download the acapella, you can by creating an account with CCmixter. I have been working hard to understand my new microphone, which like a new friend,must be worked out. Here is a screen shot of all the lines I must draw around my voice, in order to make it. The pink lines represent the manual drawing I did, which , on this particular piece, took 25 minutes. The black lines are my voice.

November sometimes hits me like a locomotive, I love autumn, the chilly hubris, damp smoke and fresh rot, the ways the trees look like stark brooms, jutting into the sky. I have been wanting for a while to do a piece without drums, and found some brilliant guitar samples from Jaspertine on CCmixter, as well as a realistically recorded thunderstorm from RHumphries, and another spare ambient industrial loop from dropthedyle, who may be my favorite Belgian scary noise maker of all time (if one were to have such a favorite).

Lastly, SAM is packing up a truck in Washington DC, and will be in Chicago on Sunday, and after a month of many email & file exchanges, plus a disturbing amount of IM exchanges, we will finally start our project, which I am over the moon about. Stay tuned….

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No Name

Today just feels acutely sad. The trees, their warm little rustle-sighs echo this sentiment.

So all this stuff just floats around #3B. I did not feel digitally inclined today, so I wrote one of those kinda country ballady things in D Major. It does not even have a name.

So if you are curious, here is my top dollar studio, replete with sling shot airplane, Halo 3 Slurpee collector cup (not mine), coffee dregs. I do not feel digitally inclined today, piano and legal sheet with pencil- that’s as exciting as I can muster.

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