I drove to the bottom most part of the state and spent a day with strangers playing music and getting too much sun. Really good time was had. I am consistently in awe on how many good songs there are coming out of unlikely holes in the ground.
On the drive home I had to get some caffeine in me to not endanger the other people that I was sharing the freeway with on the way home. Safe n sound thanks for asking. This intake resulted with me spending last night putting some more work on the bandcamp page.
The cdrlp album entitled, all right redacted as of now comes in at right over an hour with 26 tracks. I have a few more to record and throw on and I think I will still be short of the 80 min to fill it up. Relief, I want to be able to put another song or two on this one before it is at the point of saturation. I am starting to really like the idea of handling the music this way. Keep adding, subtracting, editing, and changing the album while it is on the page. Who says an album can not be changed after I put it out for other peoples ears. There are songs on there that you can only listen to if you go through the trouble of downloading it, including songs I have done years ago some over a decade ago. Those songs do not sound like they fit within the sound of the album but again why do I need to be consistent with timbre and cadence. Going to get back to real life now. Bye internet.
Sunday, June 29, 2014
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Hello internet, The tochtli fest was a pretty darn cool experience. I truthfully enjoyed every band that played, and for a all day show that ended around one in the morning I think that is saying something as to the quality of the performers. I have been working on some new content, one song of which I will be trying on for the first time real soon. The bandcamp page will be getting a facelift and all the ep's will be taken off shortly. The songs will be consolidated into a full length that I am thinking of as a downloadable CDRLP but I have as of decided upon a spiffy album name for. This will fill up a lot of a cdr and the rest of the minutes will be filled with misc recording I had laying about. This was pretty fun to put together going through old cassette tapes of songs I have done years ago that never saw the light of day will get some data space on the next batch of CDR's I make to hand out. Some of the songs I am going to take off and swap with different recordings of them, some songs may not make the cut. I recorded a track for my cover song album idea I am calling spaghetti-O accident, and once I get a few more I will be making a soundcloud page for that project. Having fun singing songs. That is all...
Sunday, April 20, 2014
I showed up early and nervous, had a tall can, and set up my table. The start of the show was delayed, I was getting antsy to play, I had another tall can. Looking around the spot I decided to play all acoustic. This venue had a stage and I couldn’t picture me up there and the crowd far away. When it was time to start I tried to get people up close. Half of the people don’t ever want to listen to the same on ,”all you people in the back come on in the water is fine,” schtick. So instead I tried to explain that the microphones use electricity and may shock me so I am not going to use them and if they want to hear some music they got to come on over.. Everybody that was ever in a band and at a punk show you have to assume that is everybody can be sympathetic to that I think. The goal I set for this show was to attempt to be more energetic. I played standing, which with my back is a chore and tried to bring some energy with it. Made a joke by stopping at the middle of a song got an applause and then played the 2nd verse. A string broke.. no .. went from performance mode to guitar tech in 3 seconds flat. Cursed the god of the A string, restrung, tuned, and was ready. The set was going nicely enough, until I noticed that more people piled in but where hanging in the back area. I decided to move the set to the rest of the crowd, went over there stood upon a park bench and played the next song. So far so good, maybe I pulled this off? Some banter with someone about his beer being shaken on the table, banter about nachos on the table. A beer can flew by my head, I changed the lyrics of the song I was playing to include the beer can. Finished up with another song and that was that. I find it funny that someone threw a beer can at me. It takes an acoustic guitar to make punks act like how people are meant to act when forced to listen to punk. There is some irony in this. The bands where pretty dang good. Dead chaplain knows how to make burnt toast sound like some good blackened crust. I met some good people from A//Typical who live in the next town over and happen to play an awesome brand of peace punk. Suburban moms played a great set, the energy was really good with this band the singer really caught me. All in all a good show.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
How to start off a rant on writers block better than using a cliche in the title? Correction not really writers block but more associated around the neighborhood of writers overly critical, impatient, and lazy habits. I have been working on a few things and everything that comes from it I feel the need to strike out and write crap underneath. I have had moments in which I felt that I couldn't do wrong, moments when inspiration was spent looking for a pen, and days of drought. I go to attack the paper with a thought and find a mirage. It is laughing and recedes into the blankness of the page as wind kicks sand in my face.
Friday, April 11, 2014
While talking to Spanky the topic of the goal of musical pursuits came up, I stated that, having the free time to write, the therapy from screaming, and the ability to play somewhere once a month or so would be ideal. Reflecting upon this conversation I decided to make an attempt. I wrote an note introducing myself and/or asking for assistance and sent out a bunch of messages on the space book. The opportunity to play came rather quickly. The DIY community was willing to help. The show went off pretty well. I have been working more on playing slower and to sing coherently. I heard this advice many times but in the spirit of storytelling and Bukowski, I am going to say I took the advice from a drunk man at a bar. I played my set and while the room filled then emptied while the songs came out. It seemed those who stayed were into it. Three things happened that make the show a success. One, I was asked to play another show. Two, a few people told me that they liked the songs. Three, To explain this one you need to know how I table. I lay out the cdrs, stickers, buttons, pamphlets, a legal size notebook for comments, a sign stating the price is on a sliding scale from 0 to anything, and a tofurky box with a whole in the top for money to be dropped into. Someone put in a 5. I got the 5 walked it over to the touring act and got a cassette.
Friday, April 4, 2014
I have been working on a song about the Keith Vidal story for some time, recording it felt pretty good. If you don't know the story here is a brief rundown of events, Keith suffered from mental illness, his family called 911 during an episode, 2 cops from different departments came to the scene and restrained him using a tazer gun, a third cop came from yet another department, when he arrived Keith was being held down on the ground, Keith's parents heard the cop say, "we don't have time for this," and fired killing Keith. The cop a Bryon Vassey is at the time of writing this has been indicted by a grand jury on one count of voluntary manslaughter. Not enough. Writing a song is not enough either.