"Excitement" was recorded yesterday morning on an audio stream accessible to the open Internet. I wrote yesterday on revealing the URL but I have not as yet spoken with Cat about it and nothing will change until I do. For my own purposes, I get what I want right now in that streaming the audio means it automatically gets recorded so I can start that process ... and then pay no attention to it.
The existential aspect is critically important to me in this as I do consider it a valid artistic statement to dust off everything I ever did. This is what music does and it's fundamental. It would not be music if it stayed as music doesn't do that.
No-one would think of it that way as more likely the reaction would be, whoa, what an asshole. People can think what they like but that's not the reason I don't do it. I believe the above that music should disappear but I'm not going to do it and that creates a bit of a conflict.
I'm not dancing about with throwing everything out or I wouldn't have uploaded something. However, I do believe it's a valid consideration and part of the experiment lately has been to see how much one can get past knowing the red light is blinking for recording. This is kind of a musical manifestation of Heisenberg Uncertainty and there is truth to it but I'm not clear on how much. So I experiment.
There's some irony for me in the difficulty in controlling the clean guitar sound relative to the distorted sound. It's much easier to control distortion as I had dropped gain and volume for the clean patch before I started. I was satisfied at that time but it was still too loud in really playing it.
The recording hasn't been modified at all except to chop off the front and the back to save space and it's on the Ride the Dragon podcast. The excitement aspect isn't something that exists throughout but at about 5:00 minutes it escalates.
It's important to me to go into these cold. There is no rehearsal, warm-up or anything of that nature and the reason is that I want absolutely nothing other than whatever was in my head, even if I don't really know what it was. I don't want to get some little riff started and thinking, hmm, let's use that. It's ok if that comes after I start but not before. It's not that I mean to get pedantic about it but rather I think it's important to the experiment. Therefore, I open the stream, pick up the guitar, and play it. This tune is what came and we'll see what happens next time.
I tried SoundCloud again briefly but there's the same problem as with the other services of that type: I hate them. They all drive the same way as you should hook up with all your friends and then you will be so popular and everyone will want to know what color panties you wear. I like the way YouTube does it, notwithstanding the whorish advertising, as you put up your cat video and people come to see it or they don't. Fair enough.
So the Ride the Dragon podcast lives. But even that is temporary as the site is licensed annually so it will still disappear ... but ... everything from the podcast gets picked up by iTunes and lands on their disks so maybe the beat does go on. It's complicated these days as Rembrandt knocks out some boring portrait and all he needs is someplace to hang it. With the Internet, your stuff is all over the place. So what do you want left after you ... just the stuff you didn't authorize?
The existential aspect is critically important to me in this as I do consider it a valid artistic statement to dust off everything I ever did. This is what music does and it's fundamental. It would not be music if it stayed as music doesn't do that.
No-one would think of it that way as more likely the reaction would be, whoa, what an asshole. People can think what they like but that's not the reason I don't do it. I believe the above that music should disappear but I'm not going to do it and that creates a bit of a conflict.
I'm not dancing about with throwing everything out or I wouldn't have uploaded something. However, I do believe it's a valid consideration and part of the experiment lately has been to see how much one can get past knowing the red light is blinking for recording. This is kind of a musical manifestation of Heisenberg Uncertainty and there is truth to it but I'm not clear on how much. So I experiment.
There's some irony for me in the difficulty in controlling the clean guitar sound relative to the distorted sound. It's much easier to control distortion as I had dropped gain and volume for the clean patch before I started. I was satisfied at that time but it was still too loud in really playing it.
The recording hasn't been modified at all except to chop off the front and the back to save space and it's on the Ride the Dragon podcast. The excitement aspect isn't something that exists throughout but at about 5:00 minutes it escalates.
It's important to me to go into these cold. There is no rehearsal, warm-up or anything of that nature and the reason is that I want absolutely nothing other than whatever was in my head, even if I don't really know what it was. I don't want to get some little riff started and thinking, hmm, let's use that. It's ok if that comes after I start but not before. It's not that I mean to get pedantic about it but rather I think it's important to the experiment. Therefore, I open the stream, pick up the guitar, and play it. This tune is what came and we'll see what happens next time.
I tried SoundCloud again briefly but there's the same problem as with the other services of that type: I hate them. They all drive the same way as you should hook up with all your friends and then you will be so popular and everyone will want to know what color panties you wear. I like the way YouTube does it, notwithstanding the whorish advertising, as you put up your cat video and people come to see it or they don't. Fair enough.
So the Ride the Dragon podcast lives. But even that is temporary as the site is licensed annually so it will still disappear ... but ... everything from the podcast gets picked up by iTunes and lands on their disks so maybe the beat does go on. It's complicated these days as Rembrandt knocks out some boring portrait and all he needs is someplace to hang it. With the Internet, your stuff is all over the place. So what do you want left after you ... just the stuff you didn't authorize?
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