Use of the Tsar Bomba explosion for the intro to "War Games with Butterflies" makes for a dramatic effect but the rumbling of the explosion changes into swelling music and that chord has musical value. That's a problem as it may not have the same musical value of the song that follows and in this case it doesn't. The exercise was worthwhile for me to see how that intro would flow into a song and technically that goes very well for my purpose but there's more to it than that.
The intro doesn't go so well musically specifically because I'm expecting some fat symphonic kind of thing to come out of that but instead it's a relatively dry guitar sound. The actual song is fairly pretty but it doesn't have any musical relationship to the intro.
"War Games with Butterflies" came out of nowhere as I had recorded the song but had not uploaded it. That made it a candidate for experimenting so the Tsar Bomba explosion was stuck on the front of it.
The purpose in using Tsar Bomba is not simply because it's a grandiose effect but rather it's necessary to escalate any positions beyond the determination to be trivial that's overwhelming from everywhere else. I'm sick of hearing about gay marriage, racism, trickle-down economics, and a hundred other things which, even in aggregate, mean nothing relative to over three gigatons of nuclear explosive material in the world today. All of this could end in an instant and yet Donald Trump says infectious disease pours across the border from Mexico.
From that we learn Donald Trump is probably no better at medicine than Rand Paul who, presumably, would still be practicing medicine if he were any good at it. But neither of them matter as they're trivial people playing a trivial game. Tsar Bomba does not play games.
"Colors" moves along also and something encouraging is that each time I've been blasting on it Yevette has asked, um, did you record that. Nope.
But then the non-pun got me as "Colors" doesn't have any colors; there are zero lasers or lights in-play for recording it. The cue for them couldn't be more obvious if it were chiseled into a rock: 'I know I can be colorful' - WHAMMO - let's see those colors. That has not happened yet but probably tomorrow.
"The End of the World in Fort Worth" is cued right behind "Colors" as there can't be swapping between one and another, at least not the way I like to develop this sort of thing. The reason it's hanging back is that I could knock off a groove tune for it but I want lyrics and I haven't decided if the world really will end. As it stands, the story is that no matter what the situation there is salvation in music. That's a peachy sentiment ... for Shirley Temple ... so why not go ahead and blow up the world as there's more truth in that. The decision has not been made so the song waits until it comes. That's fine as "Colors" is the active project and "The End" can percolate in the background.
The intro doesn't go so well musically specifically because I'm expecting some fat symphonic kind of thing to come out of that but instead it's a relatively dry guitar sound. The actual song is fairly pretty but it doesn't have any musical relationship to the intro.
"War Games with Butterflies" came out of nowhere as I had recorded the song but had not uploaded it. That made it a candidate for experimenting so the Tsar Bomba explosion was stuck on the front of it.
The purpose in using Tsar Bomba is not simply because it's a grandiose effect but rather it's necessary to escalate any positions beyond the determination to be trivial that's overwhelming from everywhere else. I'm sick of hearing about gay marriage, racism, trickle-down economics, and a hundred other things which, even in aggregate, mean nothing relative to over three gigatons of nuclear explosive material in the world today. All of this could end in an instant and yet Donald Trump says infectious disease pours across the border from Mexico.
From that we learn Donald Trump is probably no better at medicine than Rand Paul who, presumably, would still be practicing medicine if he were any good at it. But neither of them matter as they're trivial people playing a trivial game. Tsar Bomba does not play games.
"Colors" moves along also and something encouraging is that each time I've been blasting on it Yevette has asked, um, did you record that. Nope.
But then the non-pun got me as "Colors" doesn't have any colors; there are zero lasers or lights in-play for recording it. The cue for them couldn't be more obvious if it were chiseled into a rock: 'I know I can be colorful' - WHAMMO - let's see those colors. That has not happened yet but probably tomorrow.
"The End of the World in Fort Worth" is cued right behind "Colors" as there can't be swapping between one and another, at least not the way I like to develop this sort of thing. The reason it's hanging back is that I could knock off a groove tune for it but I want lyrics and I haven't decided if the world really will end. As it stands, the story is that no matter what the situation there is salvation in music. That's a peachy sentiment ... for Shirley Temple ... so why not go ahead and blow up the world as there's more truth in that. The decision has not been made so the song waits until it comes. That's fine as "Colors" is the active project and "The End" can percolate in the background.
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