Production Techniques used by The Beatles producer George Martin

Nothing will quite change the trajectory of a band's music, and career,  like a great producer.   This can be seen with Radiohead after teaming up with Nigel Godrich for OK Computer,  and with a slightly less positive but even more tidal shifting collaboration of Mutt Lange and Shania Twain(which ruined country music forever more.)  Then there is Dr. Dre.  and the list especially in Hip Hop, Rap, and R&B goes on and on and on.   However, one relationship stands out above all others: 

The classically trained producer George Martin teaming up with the rock and roll band The Beatles in 1963, producing every Beatles recording from "Love me Do" the first single released to "Abbey Road" - the last album that The Beatles recorded (With the exception of Phil Spector's post production on the Let It Be album).   Martin recorded the first album stereo in eleven hours beginning his legacy as the fifth Beatle.  I would venture to say that without Martin's orchestral arrangements, instrumentation choices and the general use of the medium of recording, The Beatles would have just been a British Band imitating the music of American artists like Buddy Holly.    So where better to look for inspiration than this very fruitful relationship?


What techniques were used to attain the sound ?(miking, mixing, etc.) 

Tips from Geoff Emerick the engineer
Geoff sees audio as color, high treble as blues and silvers, with treble being green,  and bass as browns and golds.  He also chooses to place a small amount of EQ in the recording chain before going down to tape when multi-tracking.

Separation is really important  for the purposes of presence.

Tracking should start with the rhythm track  and he generally won't mike the hi hat unless its a featured part because there will be enough in the snare and overheads.   He also doesn't like taking a direct in from the bass because he sees it as lazy and prefers hearing the interaction between the bass and rhythm guitar.  In the studio he would also record piano stereo and add leads later.  It's best to go for a great performance here than to worry about perfection with the exception of really bad mistakes.

Next overdub a guide vocal to show where to fill in the instrumental overdubs and in the end re-record the final and harmony vocals, double tracked,  if you want orchestral overdubs do that also.



Tips From George on being a producer.
Diplomacy is your first requirement to be a record producer the second is good judgment.   He believes in a firm rapport  but questions his place in actually shaping the song.  but also feels that every one needs to listen to another voice to question and strengthen the creative process

Its up to the record producer to figure out before hand how the recording will go.  It is good to know:
     The arrangement and if there will be orchestra.
     If you want to get people together and the studio and play heads. 
     How many tracks are going down. 

Martin likes the separate roles of Engineer and Producer. 

You must be able to know how far you can go creating the sound you are looking for with out making it muddy or having your sounds run together.  The most important part is that the voice be heard and the song must have a clear interpretation 

Be careful not to take out to much or mix too mechanically when using multi-tracks and close miking techniques

Multi-tracks are a blessing from god, but coming from a limited background where you are mixing from one four track down to another to get more tracks gives you a great sense of forward thought to not get serious degredation problems.

Sequencing is important also once every thing is recorded. Figure out the best order for the songs to be played in to create interest in the listener.  Allow the whole thing to flow together well to sustain that interest then leave them feeling amazing with a last track.  Be conscious of the silence as well. 

Another important ability of a producer is getting inside of the artists head to understand their desire Mcartney was always very definite in his ideas and came up with most of the creative ideas
Lennon didn't like dealing with detail and bringing his ideas to fruition and he wasn't easy to please.  George referred to working with John as an archeological dig.


Example pieces

Yesterday - 1965 Paul recorded his vocal in two takes to his own guitar accompaniment.  George Martin offered the suggestion to add strings and with that Martin's relationship with the beatles began. 

In my Life -1965 George Martin played a piano solo in the middle of the track and then sped it up to twice the speed, acheiveing a baroque sound.  This was the first time that the beatles used tape manipulation to create a special effect

Strawberry Fields Forever -  used tape speed to make the George Martin string and brass composition be in the same key as  John lennon's original song which were then merged together to create the song starting with johns intro and ending with the orchestrated part.

Tommorow Never Knows -  John Lennon wanted a chorus of a thousand Tibetin monks chanting from a mountain top.  Lennon didn't like the sound of his voice and wanted the words but not him to be heard. Martin rose to this challenge by sending Lennon's voice through a revolving leslie speaker.

All you need is Love -  for the world wide live broadcast entitled "Our world"  the Beatles were chosen to represent Great Britain.  george martin played the basic rhythm track through a four track machine while the fab four  overdubed vocals and instruments live with an orchestra playing martins score which started out with  La Marsellaise, the french national anthem,  and closes hinting at Bach's Greensleeves  and glen miller's  in the mood

I am the Walrus - 1967- parts of Shakespear's  King Lear are being fed in from a live radio broadcast during the mix session

A Day in the LIfe - 1967- Paul suggested that there be a 24 bar section of a orchestra gone wrong.  Martin asked each of the forty members of the orchestra  to start on a predecided note and ascend to the highest note that their instrument could play starting softly and finishing loudly playing seperately from their neighbors.  They recorded it four times onto four tracks of a four track tape.

Being for the Benefit of Mr Kite - 1967- always had the spirit of an appropriation piece.  John took the lyrics almost directly   from a victorian promotion poster printed in 1843 for Pablo Franque's Circus Royal.  John initially wanted a hand opperated steam organ but couldn't find one George Martins fix was to compile a tape of steam organ recordings from  sousa marches and othe circusy sounding tracks.  then he had Geoff Emmerick to cut the tape into about sixty foot long pieces and then toss them into the air and reassemble them at random.  George Martin "any that sounded too much like original were turned around and added backwards until finally I arived at a whole amalgam of carousel noies which we used as a background 'wash' to give the impression of a circus"   for the swooping swirly sound that john wanted organ sounds had john play the organ part on one piano at half speed and an octave lower sow that Martin could play chomatic runs fast enough to get the desired effect when the tape was sped up.
 With all of that John had the swirly circus sound that he  was looking for.

George said of production, (from eleven hour records to three week records to records that take years)"What's most important is that a recording have soul.  It must lift the emotions of the listener and come from the heart."



Martin G.  (1983)Record Production.  G. Martin.  Making Music,  New York,  N.Y.  William Morrow and Company (257 - 265).

Emerick G.  (1983) Recording Techniques.  G. Martin.  Making Music,  New York,  N.Y.  William Morrow and Company (257 - 265).

David Sylvian






David Silvian has had a great number of avant-guarde and esoteric collaborations since his days in the Glam Rock group "Japan".  His solo projects are varied in their emotional content. His maturity as an artist has had a proper period of gestation and he brings a certain quality of truth to his musicwithout fear of how it might be percieved.

With Blemish, Sylvian crooning voice seems to wander aimless and introspective in an eerie landscape of desolation. Noise and electric guitar drones become dunes and jagged rocks.  The album is open, well done and quite soothing.

Download the title track off Blemish by David Sylvian

Amy Winehouse Joins Forever 27 Club

AMY WINEHOUSE - September 14, 1983 - July 23, 2011



Her music and voice were modernism clashing with the past.  Her story was a constant rollercoaster of drugs and drinking and sex and all the things that the legends of rock and roll martyr themselves for.  So now on July 23, 2011, Amy Winehouse joins in the elite Forever 27 Club where she is latched into the eternal party with Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Brian Jones, Kurt Cobain, Jean-Michel Basquiat,  Jeremy Michael Ward, Ron McKernan and Robert Johnson who purportedly sold his soul to the devil and is considered to be the first initiated into the club, Joseph Merrick, "The Elephant Man", also died at age 27 but unfortunately was not beautiful enough to make it on most lists.   In honor of her we shall skip over "Rehab" and leave with "Back to Black."

Modernist Primitivism



Our humanity took us in the wrong direction. Our modernism, our concepts of Utopian society, city life,  progression remove us so far from our virtues.  Removed from the self, being filled with so many things that cloud the mind distracting from a path placed before by an unseen and often neglected hand.   I have come to see the reverse of tolerance.  People tolerate the things they choose to. Through toleration we come to find appreciation in our separateness in the way that we stand out, unique individuals amongst a sea of similarity.  Perhaps our toleration stems from our own desire to be accepted and thus to become anonymous, but left to fit into our niche and to be respected.  The twist is the darkness ever present, picking at our thoughts, changing our perspectives, chasing out of our heads the innocence of being separate from the beast which compels us to be how it sees fittest or most desirable.  Note here that using words like darkness and beast to represent this something that is not modernism but is coupled with it,  intermingled, sinking in tentacles and infusing itself parasitically into the host of positive spirit and human energy.  The big city comes with a view of itself based on values created to perpetuate the mass.  The metropolitan comes complete with chic.  Well tailored and carrying itself in an aristocratic way.  The wisdom generated by the harshness of this soulless and blasé environment gives this particular human power, thought, over its "dumber" less educated parallel which I am going to here label as 'Savages."   That it is important to keep the gears cranking and turning is propagated by the media which is suppllied to build an entire economic system on falsity.  
We can all see it...
Actually, I am afraid that all we cannot see it.  There is the basic Calvinist idea which was predestination.  Some humans are meant to be saved and some are meant to burn, the separating of chaf from grain.  It sometimes seems so apparent.  In Isaiah, around chapter forty-three, it talks about the good of the servant who is able to see and is bothered by those who proudly wear their veils with closed eyes moving in unison and chattering imitations of wisdom.  They chop down a tree which has lived for years.  They make lumber from it and build a fire then praise the fire for the warmth it provides then taking silver and gold from the earth they melt it in the fire and shape it in the form of a human. In reality we shape it into Mcdonalds signs and concrete and little peices of colored paper we call currency.    Humanism has always been about replacing God, that's the whole point, to deify ourselves or our creation.  We want control of the thing controlling everything, the further we evolve the more we build, the fewer baby steps still remain between us and the prospect set by the serpent in the Garden of Eden.  The more we eat from this tree of knowledge the more quickly we become Gods.   
So Post religious bird walk,  If you are trying to figure out how this is relevant to modernist primitivism then please proceed to room G 604 where Gauguin leaves for Tahiti in 1891...  In the jungle, City Culture is only a byproduct of the western idea of conquest and claiming possessions presumably originated in Egypt thousands of years ago.  So in a modern world the only thing left or even vaguely important is to possess the game, to possess more than the person standing beside you. Realistically the city life forces this standard upon us, excepting those who refuse the concept of the ever expanding mass of concrete constantly forcing the "less sophisticated savage to the outskirts to perpetually carve out the next piece of gold.  Once discovered This new wonder will serve as grounds for the next rape of the natural world to create space for our ever feeding parasitic virtual modern world.   Setting oneself apart from this world is met with the highest of opposition.  But unlike the self or god ordained opposition to take part in the world, worldliness calls and nature yields.



The intrigue of primitivism lies in its separation from any system resembling control.  Its almost a desire for anarchy, a desire to be truly free to live life in any way that one feels compelled to partake of.  To be an artist one cannot allow themselves to be caught up in the flow.  The savage is an individual,  savages are individuals relying on each other for protection, safety,  food, shelter,  all the things that modern society claims to hand out to you as long as you have some way of obtaining possesions which serve to perpetuate the system.  The Savage's system contains no way of feeding a beast such as the city.  The savage system relies only on the ability to be small, moveable and adaptable. The City system is about duration, about lasting, growing roots and using the right amount of recourse to jump start a self sustaining environment.  Every day for the savage may be his last.  This gives a perspective on the importance of every moment, every meal, every action and interaction.  The non-savage holds no desire for life on that level, he drifts through life following signs that say stop and go.  Failure to respect the cold rigid line of these signs will result in an unfavorable end.  While the savage seeks, explores, and struggles, the metropolitan goes through motions and performs mundane tasks to perpetuate the system, which in return feeds the individual's need for temporary escape from the system he helped create. 
So why does the soul disappear in the metropolitan system.  Is it a currency sign that eats it or that search for personal identity in the statistic sea.  Is it the repetitive tasks or propaganda posing as guide posts to freedom.   Diving back into religion:   When Jesus Christ walked and taught his message was rebellious,  it went against the structure of the Romans and of Jewish tradition, it was about separating the self from the beast.  His message was savage, it was about living life in the best way you could, not blindly accepting what ever was thrown your direction.   Christianity fell victim to the same curse and merged with the ideals of the Roman empire,  The apposing beast it found its way to incorporate and destroy the soul, as it does any system that comes in contact with the mass.  Christianity was used as a tool of control taken out of context and used without relevance to the text in order to control an illiterate society.  What was once a lifestyle became a cog, a gear wheel in the system more relevant to class than philosophy.   When Primitive Art was introduced, the concept of an untamed world was allowed to re-sneak into the imagination of the mass.  It turned heads, averted attention, was met with opposition riots, it was unacceptable, maybe even revolutionary.  Unchecked it could have brought the created world to its knees, but the beast quickly seized its opportunity and swallowed the savage, plundered it, squeezed it like a wash rag until every drop of its life was gone. Then they sold cups for a penny a piece and society obliged saying "Yes' I will have a sip".  When the world drank from the cup the rush of the spirit no longer held sweetness, but instead tasted bitter, but the hope of possibility exists that something free lives out there, that adventure is possibility, that there still exists something of the idea of a circle of life and that maybe having control is less important to being in control than not having control forcing oneself into the situation of surviving.
I want to leave with this thought "Modern is now, life is passing by."  Times spent in mountains trying to find what has been beat out by the city are never long enough.  It's like allowing a callous to wear away.  One of my friends who moved out of my small hometown to Dallas introduced me to the analogy of the big city callous or the blasé attitude if one wants to use big fancy french terms.  Growth happens on more than just one level, there are are many ways to gage the worth of a person.  The metropolitan man is no better person than the man from the small town.  The man from the small town tends to have more soul and love to tap from.  Cities deal in dollars and cents you get what you pay for, sometimes you get screwed.  In the ideal you have a community, small, interconnecting, you build a family with those that surround you, the good of one is the good of all and at the end of the day you eat or you go hungry and you all do it together.  Ayn Rand leaves this scenario as taboo due to moochers and others that refuse to pull their weight.  Yet in the end of Atlas Shrugged those who shrug off the weight of the world end up in a small community of equally driven individuals.  The cold and slicing city seems more savage than savage to me.  The extreme fix says "Utopia will not exist as long as people do.  So buy an uzi and start mowing.   Better days are ahead."  It is true there is no going back, giving up our modern conveniences.  But I like to think that we can adopt the community of our savage ancestors and use the fractured togetherness in our modern setting.  In any case,  "Goodness is not what has been it is ever what shall be".

Kurt Cobain Suicide Note

Kurt Cobain (February 20, 1967 - April 5, 1994)


Surely we all have some grievances with the music industry.    However, this being the anniversary of a Rich Rock Star that couldn't be happy and thus sadly performed felatio on a shotgun.  I highly recommend not letting the business get to you.  Instead focus on more enjoyable things like MusicOh, and kick the heroin. Its a bad habit.

Letting go of Sleepytime Gorilla Museum



  

Sleepytime Gorilla Museum  came like a storm out of Oakland California,  as shouting expression of Experimental Metal brilliance.  Being a group most often seen in smaller venues, SGM delivers one of the most powerful shows I have ever seen live, and I mean ever.  I have witnessed performances including costumes, make up, performance art, specially built custom instruments and always an extremely tight band playing complex intellectual and powerful music.  They have managed, despite their creativity and musical superiority over most bands,  to stay humble, true, and approachable to their fans. As seen in their farewell announcement.
 

"If you go to these shows, You will have seen 
Sleepytime Gorilla Museum for the last time.  
As it turns out,  we are being replaced.
 
April 7th, 2011
Casbah, San Diego, CA (21+)

April 8th, 2011
Troubador, Los Angeles CA (All Ages)

April 10th, 2011
The Independent, San Francisco, CA (21+)

It has been an honor to make music with you,  
both in the room and not."

It was a shock to be presented with the news that this amalgamation of gifted musicians is pursuing an alternate future from their life spent almost endlessly in the old bus that they have known as a home since 2001.  The Museum is closing its doors after a triad of forward thinking albums which are Avant-guard and Classical combined with progressive metal, and in the end indescribable as anything other than amazing.

As fortune allows this breaking of the SGM fellowship has left behind a legacy of music, including side projects like Tin Hat Trio, Faun Fables, Book of Knots, and the newly formed Causing a Tiger which will continue to carry the flame.

YOU WILL BE MISSED BUT NOT FORGOTTEN SLEEPYTIME GORILLA MUSEUM.

How Does Radiohead Do it?

Radiohead is a special case in music.   



One day after their album "King of Limbs" came out, It had already taken its place crowning the internet top searches.  Millions of YouTube hits and hundreds of bloggers offered interpretations of lyrics, comparisons to previous albums, reposted and otherwise cashed in on the success it was destined for.  'The Robotanists' even went about making  a cover album of the newborn baby within the day. 
  Fans of Radiohead can't seem to get enough, conservative music listeners (the kind that listen to Top 40 radio) are eager to patiently listen to it and try to understand it, marveling in the evolution of the megagroup and relishing in how they (the listeners) are now "Artful" because of the new sounds they are privy to.  'King of Limbs' feels like something that you know shouldn't be alive but keeps looking at you in the face, very much existing.

Many hail "King of Limbs"as Experimental, yet it has become vastly popular with listeners who seem to have missed that memo decades ago re: The arrival of Experimental music. (Bjork, Sigur Ros, Autechre,  Lexaunculpt,  Hrvatski, Matmos, Venetian Snares, Boards of Canada,  IDM, the list is long). Many are quick to pigeon hole, or expect something else, be it the next level on the Experimental ladder, or a retreat back to the good sing-along Karma Police days.  I see it as a step on a obvious trajectory,  Radiohead has been on this path beyond cult ever since teaming up with producer Nigel Godrich for 'Ok Computer' back after they proved that they could be your everyday true rock band. 

'Ok Computer' opened the door to the change that nobody was expecting. The jazz influence snuck in but carried on its back something far more whimsical: Ambiences, open song stuctures, electronic beats, layers upon layers, found woven through out anything Godrich touches.  'Kid A' and 'Amnesiac' dove deeper in the new electronic direction and everyone flipped out because 'Techno' was no longer the only electronic music. But truth be told the music to this day is very specific to Radiohead, it has always been specifically Radiohead and will continue to be characteristically Radiohead.

So let me get this out of my system once and for all.  If you think this new album "King of Limbs" is experimental go listen to Pierre Shaeffer and see where tape music came from,  if you want great pop music with noise overtones and actual depth Radiohead fits the bill.  I have to give props to them, Radiohead keeps opening the ears of those that are unaware of what is out there. Ok. so is not new, but it is very good and the more times I listen to it the deeper in I go.  In my humble opinion, this one hits the mark right where 'In Rainbows' missed... They have created a thick luscious environment,  hung on to instruments,  chopped up some live drums and put them back together.   My first impression is how old the music seems classic, retro like "Baba O'Riley" by The Who.  The textures though are far more complex,  back masking guitars, delay units, and feeding into that stumbling Art Blakey Jazz drum segments,  Living in poly-rhythms, colliding with this lounge exotica sleek swing thing.   And at the top everything delays like dub music fading into an atmosphere to set the stage for more and more looping offset to pretty much obscure the fact that this is thus far extremely minimal repetitive music in standard 4/4.   "Little by Little" sounds like a throwback to Nirvana back in their "Bleach" days,  however Radiohead is still very much there, amongst the whining and through all frequencies.

The Confusing Racial Implications of the Goat Rider Party

Strange musical economy... the rules never changed. Instead the method to the madness mutated in a most dismaying manner. It does make some sense though, and the blogs really are doing a service to the musicians at this point.  Especially because everyone is an artist now, Garage Band musicians are falling out of the trees like shaken up termites chewing at the rims of media formats. and Double Rainbow is getting the most plays.



Strange musical economy... Maybe the rules did change,  but still The artists remain poor at the bottom of the money net, and instead of spending money in studios which used to separate the chaff from the grain, they now pay for marketing and promotion or to submit their music through some third party who managed to convince venues a tollway between them and the artists was a good idea(quality control, you know?)



I did so think that the world of Americana music would have divorced itself from such silliness as that which spawns Lady Gaga's embryonic form of Miley Cyrus, that doomed offspring of my Achy Breaky Heart.  The entirety of the Disney clan now fully aware of the sordid lives they must lead in the aftermath witnessing their star role model Brittany Spears and sister sliding down awkward paths.




Indeed the Justin Beiber Selena Gomez Sex Tape is only the beginning.  After all with Usher producing it and Demi Levato lending a hand(quite literally) the show should be spectacular. "But they are still children" the Christian right wing will cry out uncertain who to blame for the actions of those left in charge of babysitting their own lost children trying so hard to be grown up versions of their idols. They rapidly duplicate every move of virginal experimentation detailed by the Twitter play by play and steal mommy's credit card for the new Disney Porn Site selling subscriptions by the millions. Indeed, the mouse will sell everything after the hostile acquisition of Hustler.  Amy Winehouse toasts from her "Snuggie" on heroin couch,  While Madonna bitterly explains to her manager "I did that years ago." Sex always sells the most of everything,  Its the lowest common denominator that the media craves, and because the market is now set to be based on media,  the ad campaign must be original... Much like The Avant-Americana Stylings of TEARS OF THE MOOSECHASER... 

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Aronofsky Reimagines Swan Lake with Black Swan

I witnessed Aronofsky's  Black Swan back before the turn of the year,  It was angled to be a psycho sexual thriller about ballerinas with some super human overtones, along the lines of transformation.  After a month of being a stage hand for Nutcracker after Nutcracker, one would think I had enough Tchaikovsky or even enough ballet for that matter.  However, because Of  Pi and Requiem for a Dream I had some extraordinarily high expectations for this one, and by my first impression I was not disappointed at all.

 My tendency to judge films starting with the first frame was quickly annihilated by the long shot of a dancing ballerina that turned out to be Natalie Portman,  Her acting through out the movie continued to push boundaries and what impressed me most was her dedication and dancing as a ballerina.  Mila Kunis as the free spirited sexual dancer posed in a position between honest friend and rival for the glory of the Swan Queen was...well, Sexy.  Vincent Cassel also plays his role perfectly though I think his character merits some unfair judgment as the villain.  Winona Rider also delivers as the ousted former lead and serves well to cause no end to the angst of all involved.  The movie plays with psychology like clay,  Mirrors through out the story testify to changes real or imagined,  And truth hangs out in the edges to be viewed from a variety of visages.  Further twists in the story telling reveal, that the arch of the story line drifts out of a movie about competition in the world of ballet and deeper into the actual fable of Tchaikovsky Swan Lake. 

Coming home after it was over had left me struck dumb.  Maybe it was the jerky camera movements the graphic nature of the story, tangles of fear,  sex, repression, Fingernails, the pace of the trajectory, the quality of the music, or the sound and picture in the Archlight Theater in Hollywood.  I was wobbly kneed when I walked out, lost between real and delusion.  I literally felt high when I left the theater,  Like I popped MDMA with the girls in the bar. The film most definitely got under my skin and got my adrenaline going.  I was weary to write this lest I ruin any sort of surprise for anyone who has not seen it. Truth of the matter is I think I know what happened but I'm not sure. I am going to have to watch this one again to fully comprehend the brilliance that went into it.   Probably the best new film I saw in 2010. Well worth a view.

I would also like to mention in post script the way the Europeans handled the Art Deco promotional posters,   Very nice...




I thought Russian Constructivist or and then of the Nick Gaetano cover art for the Ayn Rand books.  Its really good stuff though.  Would to have loved to see this all over LA, really would have fit in over by Wilshire.  Some digging and you find out about LaBoca who this can be credited to.  So much good stuff out of the UK, but that deserves its own time and place.



However the chips fall...
Bravo to all involved with every part of this living piece of art that is Black Swan.

Shine Little Star Shine: a quote to think about.

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that frightens us. We ask ourselves 'who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. " ~ Marianne Williamson

535 Words on Charles Baudelaire


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2.there
3.they
4.stand
5.chit-chatting
6.drinking
7.wine
8.talking
9.about
10.themselves
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27.seperate
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29.can
30.take
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50.me
51.they
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54.unit
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73.however
74.i
75.can
76.be
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97.special
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137.have
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139.connection
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142.belong
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148.words
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156.one
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159.talk
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180.beauty
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182.being
183.anonymous
184.and
185.intertwined
186.with
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188.living
189.organism.
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192.all
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214.its
215.to
216.a
217.room
218.that
219.i
220.didn't
221.want
222.to
223.go
224.into
225.any
226.way.
227.I
228.don't
229.want
230.to
231.be
232.an
233.egoist
234.anymore
235.to
236.me
237.all
238.the
239.doors
240.are
241.closed
242.and
243.i
244.shut
245.them
246.myself
247.i
248.want
249.to
250.be
251.that
252.other
253.character
254.when
255.i
256.am
257.in
258.the
259.crowd
260.i
261.want
262.that
263.swagger
264.i
265.want
266.to
267.make
268.love
269.to
270.it
271.all
272.i
273.desire
274.the
275.intoxication
276.that
277.could
278.be
279.mine
280.if
281.i
282.would
283.just give
284.in
285.to
286.it
287.whole
288.heartedly
289.take
290.a
291.plunge
292.be
293.someone
294.else
295.to
296.where
297.the
298.most
299.beautiful
300.or
301.the
302.most
303.pale
304.mask
305.and
306.just
307.move
308.through.
309.hey
310.as
311.a
312.side
313.thought
314.there
315.are
316.only
317.thre
318.hundred
319.and
320.fifty
321.two
322.words
323.in
324.crowds
325.baudelaire
326.was
327.more
328.brief
329.than
330.i
331.am
332.going
333.to
334.be
335.being
336.a
337.smart
338.ass
339.some
340.times
341.makes
342.things
343.a
344.lot
345.harder
346.on
347.you
348.than
349.you
350.think
351.it
352.will
353.anyhow
354.the
355.picture
356.that
357.i
358.chose
359.is
360.a
361.Edouard
362.manet
363.painting
364.called
365.Music
366.at
367.the
368.Tuileries
369.to
370.me
371.it
372.represents
373.the
374.crowd
375.of
376.people
377.and
378.I
379.am
380.the
381.stranger
382.observing
383.the
384.canvas
385.unlike
386.baudelaire
387.I
388.cannot
389.be
390.a
391.part
392.of
393.this
394.painting
395.or
396.time
397.and
398.what
399.a
400.different
401.time
402.it
403.must
404.have
405.been.
406.i
407.can
408.however
409.picture
410.myself
411.walking
412.through
413.that
414.world
415.tipping
416.my
417.hat
418.to
419.the
420.ladies
421.and
422.speaking
423.in
424.an
425.aristocratic
426.air
427.to
428.the
429.gentlemen.
430.its
431.so
432.dignified
433.its
434.so
435.quaint
436.one
437.could
438.wonder
439.through
440.this
441.painting
442.into
443.infinity
444.among
445.the
446.trees
447.and
448.the
449.people
450.bumping
451.into
452.them
453.they
454.are
455.pilled
456.in
457.so
458.thickly
-------------------------------------
459.i
460.picture
461.central
462.park
463.in
464.new
465.york
466.ever
467.jostling
468.with
469.life
470.and
471.i
472.am
473.dressed
474.in
475.black
476.me
477.who
478.does't
479.fit
480.in
481.with
482.my
483.little
484.texas
485.town
486.but
487.they're
488.dressed
489.like...

one of them
no tourist
i belong
i am alone
I am solitary
i am the poet
i am the artist and they are my playground. 
that is Baudelaire's meaning this environment was his painting.

490.wow
491.is
492.this
493.five
494.hundred
495.word
496.thing
497.for
498.real?
499.i'm
500.stupid

A Few Images That Make Browsing For Stupid Stuff Stimulating

Who doesn't like Ninjas?

Nothing quite like misleading the youth of tomorrow...

indeed...

Aw,  they are just so gosh darn cute,  aren't they?

Experimental Films That Can Be Found Online

"The Hearts of Age" (1934)
by Orson Wells and William Vance




"Cat's Cradle" (1959)
By Stan Brakhage


Pilgrims and Indians and all that Ensued

 


    Midwestern activities demand of youth, school plays detailing the peaceful relations of the the Pilgrims fleeing religious oppression and the kindly Noble Savages who helped them survive their first winter. The kindness soon to be repaid by a philosophy of manifest destiny, railways and broken treaties.

    Beyond tracing the hand to make construction paper turkeys, the luck of the draw that dealt either the big black poster board hat or the head band with the bold primary and secondary colored feathers. God lay mercy upon the kid who got stuck in the turkey outfit or even the cornucopia for that matter.  Not because they were sacrificed for the greater good but because the outfit was ridiculous... Parents were then often subjected to rather long accounts of the voyage of the Mayflower from Plymouth to Plymouth Rock and the techniques of growing and preparing corn.

Traditionally, there is togetherness of family and friends with food-a-plenty which hearkens more true than most other western holidays, born of commercialism's traditional hype and shopping.  Much like Columbus Day(to be rebranded Indiginous Peoples Day) rarely are the consequences of European expansion given from a vantage outside the European descendant's legacy.  Few words are spoken of Wounded Knee or Salt Creek.  Honor though is given to the turkey.  The Plastic shamans would speak of the "Give Away" where one would give all that they owned to the other members of the tribe and so to become fully dependent.  A strengthening of the tribal community ensued.  One would learn trust and the others would learn all is one.  

So surely, we must indeed find cause to be thankful.

Better men have tread before and I give you some of their words:



Turkey: A large bird whose flesh, when eaten on certain religious anniversaries has the peculiar property of attesting piety and gratitude.  ~Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary

Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.  ~William Shakespeare

I have strong doubts that the first Thanksgiving even remotely resembled the "history" I was told in second grade.  But considering that (when it comes to holidays) mainstream America's traditions tend to be over-eating, shopping, or getting drunk, I suppose it's a miracle that the concept of giving thanks even surfaces at all.  ~Ellen Orleans

Give thanks for unknown blessings already on their way.  ~Native American Saying

Happy We-Stole-Your-Land-and-Killed-Your-People Day!  ~Thanksgiving toast, from the movie Sweet November

If I have enjoyed the hospitality of the Host of this universe, Who daily spreads a table in my sight, surely I cannot do less than acknowledge my dependence.  ~G.A. Johnston Ross

Thanks, for a country where nobody is allowed to mind his own business. Thanks, for a nation of finks.
-- William S. Burroughs, "A Thanksgiving Prayer".

There is one day that is ours.  There is one day when all we Americans who are not self-made go back to the old home to eat saleratus biscuits and marvel how much nearer to the porch the old pump looks than it used to.  Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.  ~O. Henry

For flowers that bloom about our feet;
For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet;
For song of bird, and hum of bee;
For all things fair we hear or see,
Father in heaven, we thank Thee!
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

A Rainy Day in Los Angeles

Its actually been a rainy gang of days, but just at the right time. After months with out internet, the Internet's long awaited reappearance makes the prospect of hiding behind glass and admiring the gray from a distance seem swell.  

"Nighthawks at the Diner" is playing in the back ground, and Tom Waits is spitting out a fitting "Emotional Weather Report" as I shuffle files from hard drive to hard drive,  expecting that all meetings today are off,  and pondering effect that the thickness in the air will have on rehearsal later tonight. 

The busses outside noisily sludge through the streets of Korea-town but everything smells cleaner,  gloomy faces, no gloomier than usual, seem to fit the mood.  I of course am imagining faces on the pinhead characters I can see wandering from the subway lines down by Wilshire.

We are doing well to be out of bed, sipping coffee, wearing sweaters, letting cool air and soft light in for fresh rejuvenation.   Its funny when LA feels like this, like it could last till winter this way, like there might be a seasonal change upon the winds. 

Should be back to normal in no time... That's sort of what makes me sad,  I was getting into the idea of wearing London clothes,  or a cold weather Montana Mountain Man coat.  I miss the soul that is missing here. I keep hoping that the moisture will warp and crumble the cardboard cutouts that prevent us from seeing anything real in this god forsaken city of angels...

Andres Salaff's "Lifeline" Maintains An Orderly Progression As A Wave Of Depolarization.

Lifeline is a beautiful animated short film about an aging scientist using a machine to allow him to search time and space for his deceased wife.   This winner of a Student Academy award, written and animated by Andres Salaff, details the lengths that love will drive a person too.  The CalArts Character animation short film has no dialogue and is accompanied by a haunting score by Blanton Ross.  The source material used to create the ambient soundscapes of Lifeline have been collected into an album called Dream Travel.




 For more information on festivals Screenings etc. please visit lifelinefilm.blogspot.com


Farmer Words

My Pa liked these, so I thought I would share it.




They buried a farmer today,
Gave him back to the dirt from which he came.
Earlier his family and neighbors walk by,
Looking at memories of a simple man’s life.
A table of photos, toy tractors and cards,
Telling the story of life on the farm.
There are the overalls he wore every day,
Except on Sunday, when he bowed his head to pray.
All things that kept him close to his roots.
Not born in a barn, but not far away,
From the fields where a boy learned how to play.
There are photos of his children and grandchildren, too,
And he and his wife, there are more than a few.
The smiles betray the hard times that he faced,
The worries and fears, the profits erased.
By weather and markets, out of his hands;
In the end, all he really had was his land.
The soil, the crops, and even the weeds,
To his way of thinking, that’s all he would need,
To take care of his family, and help them stay safe,
From a faster-paced world, not too far away.
A good life, a simple life, that’s what he led,
He’d struggled like most, but came out ahead.
And eventually, retirement, if ever a farmer could,
Stop worrying or working, but he did it, for good.
He enjoyed his last years, and made sure that he thanked,
The good Lord above for his life, and his land.
His time ended quickly, his loved ones in tears,
Hoping he knew what he meant to them all through the years.
Today they gather, to remember and pray,
About a simple man they loved, who was there every day.
Through joy and sorrow, laughter and pain,
He was there when they needed him, right up to the end.
Out to the cemetery, they carry him home,
To a small plot of land, just under a stone.
For they know he’s at peace, and praying for them,
As they stand on a slope, not far from his land.
The service now over, they leave him alone,
Knowing some day, he’ll greet them once more.
A dust cloud forms as the trucks drive away.
They buried a farmer today.
Jeff DeYoung



Advices from An Old Farmer

Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong.
Keep skunks and bankers at a distance.
Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.
A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.
Words that soak into your ears are whispered… not yelled.
Meanness don’t jes’ happen overnight.
Forgive your enemies; it messes up their heads.
Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you.
It don’t take a very big person to carry a grudge.
You cannot unsay a cruel word.
Every path has a few puddles.
When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.
The best sermons are lived, not preached.
Most of the stuff people worry about ain’t never gonna happen anyway.
Don’t judge folks by their relatives. Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
Live a good, honorable life… Then when you get older and think back, you’ll enjoy it a second time.
Don ‘t interfere with somethin’ that ain’t bothering you none.
Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a Rain dance.
If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin’.
Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.
The biggest troublemaker you’ll probably ever have to deal with, watches you from the mirror every mornin’.
Always drink upstream from the herd.
Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.
Lettin’ the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin’ it back in.
If you get to thinkin’ you’re a person of some influence, try orderin’ somebody else’s dog around..
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.
Don’t pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he’ll just kill you.
Most times, it just gets down to common sense.

IN STILLNESS

when all these worlds collide
each lonely star in the sky
makes a clever design
side by side and far enough away
in the wash of old and promised place

where would you like to focus your beam
says 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 the heavy
and let the path take its course
take the blessing in the lesson
and forgive all the parts
and do exactly what needs to be done

The Work of Tripp S. Nestor

I would like to share the work of a friend and collaborator I met traveling in Europe. I have used a few of his Images before but will be turning to him for whatever custom art this blog needs.

Ladies and Germs,  May I present Tripp Nestor.

"A good portion of my friends are visual artists... I have been watching and admiring them for some time.  Sound is an excellent medium,  but my jealousy of the eyes became too great.   So I got a Wacom tablet,  and tried my hand at the whole Photoshop digital painting thing... I haven't gone back since"  -  Tripp Nestor





SPOILER ALERT: Alice in Wonderland

Expect more Disney channel than Tim Burton or better yet don't bother...it's inevitable that you will anyway,  and I cant blame you.  I had high hopes too,  A director I respect, excellent actors, a timeless amazing story to serve as inspiration.  How could it go wrong?

I keep telling myself that it was not a lack of vision that movie suffered from but an over bearing corporation shadowing that vision and reigning it in, nullifying what could have been really special about it.   Instead you get watered down Tim Burton fingerprints scattered about Wonderland: dark circle eye shadow, serpentine trees, asymmetrical jail cells, doors and so forth.   The movie achieved the stereotype yet lacked the soul.  I spent the whole 109 minutes in anticipation for the movie to be removed from its leash,  and instead was rewarded with fortunate buoys placed to save the audience from drowning on a  sinking ship.

So fair enough, the animation was well made, the acting and voice talent was on par,  though I would have liked to see more of it than the cameo like quick snippits borrowed from the heritage of  Lewis Carrol's original Tale.   Helena Bonham Carter executed her part as the pouting Red Queen perfectly,  and in the end turned out to be the redemption of the film.  Sorry Johnny... Even Elfman who is notorious for using ghost writers and continuously declining in his creativity as a composer seemed to be doing pretty well with the music,  something that I was expecting to be frustrated with.   Thus I was almost willing to except the work as at least entertaining,  and then...

WHAT THE FUCK is up with that shit song for the ugly ass end credits... it forever ruined everything... All the waiting, all the watching; right down the toilet. All the talent wasted by crap producers... For what?  So disney can masturbate all over your face and laugh at you for buying a ticket. I could not get out of the theater fast enough.

I hate the world now... Art is dead.   Are money people really that tasteless.  How is it possible to suck that much...  Do your self a favor and start leaving the theater as soon as Alice gets on a boat.  Trust me.