Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Breakfast of Champions

Dear Breakfast,
This morning I ate you... you were an extraordinary bowl of grape nuts which I drowned under 2% milk and topped with rice chex. It was a really nice combination, and got along dashingly with the banana I had eaten in two bites thirty minutes earlier. As I recall the peal had come off remarkably easily, not like the little yellow raincoats of doom that eventually break somewhere on the side oozing bruised banana pudding... but not this morning.

Dedicated to my nephew Kole, because one can do anything they feel like.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Memories of Hyde Park

in the grass
i wonder
will i ever come to grips
with the tendencies of the butterfly
the color of wings as they flutter away
leaving gray left behind
summer turns autumn
and everywhere i turn
reminds of tiny legs on naked fingers
and warmth of yesterday

I keep returning to the place of departure
holding on to the dream
water stands in potholes
i walk through to clean the mud off the bottoms of my boots
this erie voice within asking
how many times will i do this before spring
old stones piled high stare down
weighing as much on me as the ground below
and a year has passed by in accordion time
the sun returns smelling fresh as wings
and i am there in the grass
waiting

Monday, November 30, 2009

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Speculations on the Development of Music

We follow the leads of crudely drawn cave paintings documenting instruments as early and 3500 BC but this doesn't even touch on a vocal tradition. So how did music develop? Why would it develop? There have been many theories of the evolution of musical behavior in human beings. The article "is music an evolutionary adaptation?" by David Huron poses several theories for possible evolutionary reasons for music: mate selection, social cohesion, Group effort, perceptual development, motor skill development, conflict resolution, and safe time passing Trans-generational communication. Darwin would have us believe that because musicians possessed these traits that they were more more fit and therefore had better chances of survival. I think all may have assisted but find the last one (Trans-generational communication) particularly interesting. Music might have developed separately from speech or it may have developed in unison. Perhaps music was speech. Instances of the Nigerian talking drum or the importance of pitch material in some Asian speech point towards grouping the two into the larger category of communication. I personally found the Peter Marler article "Origins of music: Insights from Animals" to be much more useful than the evolution spill. Origins of music are difficult again because music itself is hard to define. John Cage would say that the sound of the world surrounding us is music and that there could never be a moment of life without a musical accompaniment in which case God would be the originator of the first never ending composition. In Mythology, Humans received songs from the gods. I would like to keep this in mind as I take my stance on the idea that music developed along the same lines as any other communication, however it it is a higher form of communication. I had a guitar teacher several years ago say the first musicians were gods, then they were kings, and now look at us barely scraping by. I have heard of some tribes blinding there musician because he was the recorder of time and history and was to valuable have him wondering off. Musicians often played the role of shamans and music itself was often the direct link to the Gods. Where oxytocin and NAPS plays into that, I don't want to get into. Music itself has been used in so many cross cultural religious activities that it must be either a really catchy idea or maybe it is innate, may be it is a communication link between humans and God.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Peregrinations into Sound Art

Digital concréte is an adaptation of a classical composition style fathered by Pierre Schaeffer in the 1940s it marks the division between the French and German schools of electronic music. The Germans making sound by electronic means (oscilators, etc) and the french manipulation of found sound(tape, records,etc). I do both, but lean towards Concréte...digitally.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Dream Travel: Available



Give it a Listen

DREAM TRAVEL
West to East and worlds unknown,
every step through haze
the distance crossed to reach you
tip toeing on stars
tight rope walking between neurons
a box of memories
to hold me through
to the place I'm headed
your eyes are up ahead.
this is me coming back to you

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Time Zones

THE FUTURE LIVES IN LONDON
disappearing acts
of the world spinning round
cradle songs sung in sunlight
and in time for time
minutes turned hours
while days slowly count down
i say good morning
and you say goodnight
life carries on outside our overlapping cocoon
unavoidable industry
demanding attendance now
locked in cycles and random outbursts
rearranging shadows through the blinds
and tugging at my mind
we are still coinciding

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

There is no Place Like Time



when all these worlds colide
each lonely star in the sky
makes a clever design
side by side and far away
the wash of Old and Promised Place

"Where would you like to focus your beam?"
said the scattered dream King
"cause I promise it all rests on you.
you are the viewer
you're the point of control
you gotta shake off this heavy
let the path take its course
take the blessing in the lesson
and forgive all the parts
and do just exactly what needs to be done."

Friday, July 17, 2009

Los Angeles Experimental Music and Arts

Los Angeles can certainly reveal its secrets some times, motion comes quickly back in water and I found myself recording the entire evening at the Steve Allen Theater where Good music, and performance art sculpted into a wonderfully successful eventwith an amazing turnout. Two bands and a circus came towards me through a stereo pair of Rode NT5s, two XLRs, a Motu 828 Traveler, and Logic Pro last night(a most fortunate Gig).
The Audience was littered with people I have worked with, and others I have played music with, interesting strangers and many old friends. It was Like a time warp back to 2006 and 2007 and all the components were polished and working better than ever. The experimental scene in LA seems a tight knit group with two degrees of separation at any point from CalArts.
The night of experimental music called ResBox is currated once every month By Hans Fjellestad. This week the line up was: FEEDBACK WAVE RIDERs who opened with Two long ambient and rising soundscapes, "ZNAYU aka 3HAIO" followed with a tribute to the talk show innovator who's name graced the Theatre housing the night. This performance featured such oddities as an escape artist, sign language, and a burlesque dancer, live projection mixed with Steve Allen footage, a comedian, and superb music. At the End of the night the duo "nOT iN tHE hOUSE"(who was having their CD release)took the stage and played a stretching set of music that kept the audience bobbing there heads through morphing musical environments and finished with cake. (it doesn't get much better than that.)

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Texas to LA with London on my Mind

Is not Sunday the day of rest?, As John Denver said "all my bags are packed I'm ready to go" I had stayed up all night some time ago to save on the waking you up to say goodbye...
The last days in Texas and I am hung on the last day in London two months ago. Time is slower here. And its a funny way to lose your head and find your feet: Blowing out the left overs of the lord. Clean again, finally free from the assorted guts of a Case International Harvester Combine. The best of me was futile here. I left it somehow In the United Kingdom. And the return journey was not a straight nor narrow.
West was the battle cry. California or Bust. The Industry of Make Believe. And the Freeways I knew all to well. Theatres, Movie Sets, Studios, All waiting with there ivory capped teeth, smiling a smile that one with the right eyes can see the sinister intention that will take you in and hold you there forever. This would be fine had there not been Europe. In the Golden state, my craft's at least were appreciated, though my direction changed steadily toward an Eagle Scout Mobility Badge. Music Is a tomahawk in the hands of a Moosechaser.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Banksy and Hirst Show Us How To Make "Real Art"

I'll go ahead and kick this off with a work by Two of the biggest names in Contemporary Art:  Banksy putting a stencil on top of  Damien Hirst's patented polka dots.  More than likely an outside party was commissioned to paint the exposed canvas frame if not the whole thing.
The work is titled "Keeping it Spotless" and sold for $1, 870, 000.00 at Sotheby’s in New York on Valentine’s Day, 2008. Not a shabby price! Bono and Gagosian Gallery were also involved in The (RED) Auction held for the United Nations Foundation to support HIV/AIDS relief programs in Africa conducted by The Global Fund to Fight AIDS, Tuberculosis and Malaria.  Isn't it cute?

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Let the adventure begin!

Blah Blah Blanton will cover a wide variety of topics. Sound Art, Max/Msp/Jitter, Audio Engineering, Mixing, Mastering, Noise music, Pop culture, Street Art, High Art, Collaborations on Projects, The Pains of Heritage Texas, American, and that of general humanity. Their will be videos, music, poetry, stories, the uncommon and oh so common things that appear on a blog...
 There are many things I appreciate which I wish to name,  I am going to attempt to try to share highmusic as opposed to what is popular.  I may succumb to blabbering about the news. I may even be outdated at times.  So any how, here goes throwing the paint at the wall and seeing what chips get eaten.