Deutschland wird Weltmeister sein! Ich liebe fussball! Sonntag, Sonntag!
(Germany will be world champion! I love soccer! Sunday! Sunday!)
Silas has been a fussball fan for, oh, let's see ... how long has it been. I'm thinking it might be as long as ... three or four weeks now.
The set tonight felt good and I'll check to see the numbers and whatnot for the Duck Soup server to see if it is practical to upload it.
For me, the standout tune was "Ice Cream Blues" and I don't like the loop as it's recorded very badly ... but ... that is the tune as it emerged originally. I can go L.A. on it and make it squeaky clean ... but then I would hate it for sure.
Sometimes I play it with a sweet guitar and sometimes with distortion. It was the latter that felt right today and it really did. Sister Julie said she wants this song played at her funeral and I do believe she's serious. It looks now like what plays can only be a recording but hopefully that is still cool. That death takes on more immediacy gives yet more validity to the tune as time really does melt like an ice cream ... but that's what makes it good.
Hipsters don't like looping as they say why should I sit there for ten interminable minutes or however long it takes to build this thing just so some asshat can diddle around a little bit and then turn it all off again. Not a problem, sugar bear, but with that attitude whatever noise does reach your ears won't be music anywhere.
For some loops it does take a long time to build them. When I go into the "Death March Digression," I know it's going to be most likely twenty minutes before I come back out again ... and that's the short version without words. But DD commented specifically how much she liked it and so did Cat. So I should chuck that and kick out the New Age version of "Summertime Blues" instead? I don't think so.
It's that not that I need to please anyone as if the tune doesn't please me then it dies. There's no negotiation. If the tune doesn't please other people, well, they're wrong (laughs). Maybe it grows on them or maybe it never does and then it still dies. That's how tunes evolve with me. What's interesting is the ones that don't die. How is it that "Ich Liebe Ratten" ("I Love Rats" MusikCircus version) and "The Mushball Song" can exist in the same set and yet this works well. The latter is about holding hands in a park and looking at ducks. No chance of hard rocking that. Well, you could but it would suck.
Anomie is alienation from society and anomeenieminiemo is when you don't know if you are a satire in society. If anyone can name one of my songs, it will almost certainly be "I Love Rats" as I haven't done "Too Much or Not Enough" in ages. The latter was well-known and so was "Eye of the Raven," for that matter, but my guess is if someone had to name something then the Rats would be it, assuming they could name anything at all. I have no idea if anyone really gets it as hopefully it's obvious that it was more than wanting to hear someone call it out in a real life concert. That really did happen and I'll laugh until I drop over it ... but that wasn't the reason for doing it.
The above is not being self-deprecating as I hardly ever give names to things. I don't so much make songs as experiences and maybe that sounds poofy but that's the intention nevertheless. The message is that there is no message, etc, etc. You need to disconnect if you really want to connect. These sorts of things sound ridiculous in prose and that's why these things have no lyrics.
The difficulty in doing it is substantial and this is a gripe as it pisses me off that I could do a three-hour set without sitting down and now I'm bagged if I go much over an hour. And that with more breaks than I ever took previously. Getting adjusted to this Old Fucker stuff isn't pleasing me too much but it goes along ok. It is a dead certain promise that I will not give up playing until someone pries the guitar out of my hands. Ha!
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