November 2010
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October 2010
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WatchI played this gig at the Lighthouse Cafe in Duanesburg NY. It was a fun gig, including some tunes off of the album, along side some ambient noise experiments. The two following acts are also on the video. The people were all very cool, which is always refreshing.
Generation (1)
The 50s had Beatniks who pioneered contemporary American counter culteralism, the 60s and early 70s had the hippies, the late 70s and early 80’s had punks. Is there still a need for a prominent counter culture? Does everyone from age 18-35 agree with our political system, or the social strata that comprises America? It seems as though my generation is either apathetic, or sees no need to...
August 2010
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lyric littany
Writing music is relatively easy. You follow a set pattern of chords, and while you have choices, the system exists. Not to detract from the art of writing music, but for me, in comparison with writing lyrics, music presents very few problems. Lyrics require an entire skill set that makes me uneasy at best. The issue starts at a very rudimentary level; what do I have to say? The things that...
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gigs?
Playing music is the fun part, and whereas that’s where most of my time and energy are spent, that’s not the part that gets you gigs. I find the process of obtaining a gig somewhere very odd. I either 1) go onto reverbnation.com and send 100 press kits a week (which is a slight exaggeration) to various venues around the northeast, 1:100 of which will write me back; or 2) I find a...
cyber-phoenix
So, I’ve been posting music, poems, and paintings on this blog that inspire me. I write music, and am in the process of becoming disgustingly famous and rich from it. [Which means I work in retail, and jam in my living room by my self most of the time.] After abandoning my blog for a while, I think I’ll get back into it, for any of you who may find me interesting, and chronicle my...
July 2010
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June 2010
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Haiku 2
Suzushisa ya Kane o hanaruru Kane no koe. Coolness! The sound of the bell Leaving the bell.
-Buson
Morning haze: as in a painting of a dream, men go their ways.
-Buson
Before the white chrysanthemum the scissors hesitate a moment.
-Buson
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Mowing
Mowing
There was never a sound beside the wood but one,
And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground.
What was it it whispered? I knew not well myself;
Perhaps it was something about the heat of the sun,
Something, perhaps, about the lack of sound—
And that was why it whispered and did not speak.
It was no dream of the gift of idle hours,
Or easy gold at the hand of fay or elf:
...
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May 2010
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Haiku 1
From time to time The clouds give rest To the moon beholders.
-Basho
Moonlight slants through The vast bamboo grove: A cuckoo cries
-Basho
I love haiku. I think if Shakespeare is right, that brevity has anything to do with the soul of wit, then haiku stands as the pinnacle of intelligent writing. The vastness that the stricture of the style creates is not only counterintuitive, but...
Mission Statement
I’ve had blogs on my various web sites for the past year. Each time I’ve upgraded to a better platform I’ve lost my old blog posts, and started fresh on the improved platform. I think this time, though, I’ve found something that I’ll stick with.
As far as an on-running theme for this blog, I’m going to explore my thoughts on music and it’s relation...