Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Track 1 - DVD 5
Not channel surfing, but distraction while watching TV.
Like you're drawing while watching TV. Playing with toys while watching TV. You know like you're half watching, half paying attention. I remember doing that more when i was young. I would usually be very involved in what i was doing, but sometimes I would be half involved in 2 different things at the same time.
Track 2 - Dialing Ended
Notes in a recorder for future novel to be made into feature length film with notes on soundtrack as audio backdrop to said notes. Also maybe some thinking noises? Well maybe i'm just dumb and relate staticy sounds to my dumb brain. ---OKOK--- So its a film about notes in a recorder for future novel to be made into feature length film with notes on soundtrack as audio backdrop to said notes.
Track 3 - Gettings Full
These are the illusions of rusty sound sampling or rusty sound sampling and also samplings of lives presented for our pondering minds to think about. Probably real, because hey who's a good actor nowadays? But I don't know that for sure.
Track 4 - Hawk
Multiple subsequent endings then meandering middle with a low bassy climax and then either an ending or a beginning
Track 5 - Old Cop
Heartbeat liquid in veins. Again more thinking, but like in & out of the brain. I am you and I am the viewer back and forth very quickly, listening & speaking. But less thinking about the present this time, more reflective or unconscious memory. I don't know what all that empty space is about but i keep finding myself getting up from my chair shortly before and then getting startled at the silence.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Thickly Painted Walls - Wichsen Vixen [mpr079]
There's no mystery that the guitar has been an instrument of derision within the experimental scene, and that this CD with its recognizably pianistic guitar sounds of strumming and vocal's is in a dimension, a kinda Syd Barret toning way. It is the musical picture of a musician looking toward the future, or could it be the past, one has to think for a moment.
This is indead a very interesting album full of "i guess" improvisations where all kinds of folk, avant styles come together, they meet and clash in their own very distinct way.
Nearly every track sticks to one formula, some slightly catchy guitar chords played over a nice chorus. The tempo's bleed well and individually, it's all pretty good.
Worth a listen to fans of kitchy guitar.
This audio is part of the collection: Misspelled Records
Keywords: guitar; experimental; vocal; avant garde;
Creative Commons license: Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0
|Audio Files||VBR MP3||Ogg Vorbis|
|01 jerking me around||8.0 MB||3.4 MB|
|02 future town and a spill||6.8 MB||3.1 MB|
|03 sleepy peepy||3.9 MB||1.6 MB|
|04 no chapstick||18.2 MB||4.9 MB|
|05 mushy machete middle||22.9 MB||5.7 MB|
|06 sock||15.8 MB||3.9 MB|
|07 basement song||13.2 MB||3.9 MB|
|08 out||7.3 MB||1.9 MB|
|09 sap||4.6 MB||1.1 MB|
|Image Files||JPEG||JPEG Thumb|
|wichsen vixen||71.8 KB||2.1 KB|
|TPW- Wichsen Vixen||603.0 B|
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For the Love of Treble: A Short Story Broken Down from Blankets & Covers from the 60s
Echo Mastianchi was always very adept at using his wits. He got out of a lot of tough situations in school. As a matter of honor he never let anything get him down. In addition to being the wittiest child in school he was also the most high strung.
What lurked inside his head was a frozen imprint of static stuck there after being trapped in a playpen in front of a TV with bad reception for 7 hours when he was 18 months old.
Down on the sidewalk one day Echo Mastianchi was kneeling down to try and get a pebble unstuck from his sneaker tread when a car rushed by blaring music that he found reprehensible. He quickly got the pebble unstuck and tossed it at the car hitting it’s rear window and making a small crack. This went unnoticed by the driver of the car.
Eleven months later that crack had grown much larger. The driver didn’t have enough money to replace the window. Coming home from the supermarket one day he hit a pothole and the window shattered. The driver was finally forced to do something about the window. He had to put the cost of the replacement on his credit card.
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