Thirty Years To This
30 years or more ago Kraftwerk were saying that people would have studios in their homes, small enough to fit into suitcases and that people would make their own music and swap it easily with a dedicated group of friends. People must have thought they were dreaming back then. It all seems quite normal now.
Awkward Silences And Oxtail Soup
Dreamt I was living in (yet another) parallel world where unfeasibly large stereo headphones were seen as the ultimate status symbol and people consumed a worrying quantity of oxtail soup.
Those not living in the standard heterosexual nuclear family were all thrown together to make awkward Heinz 57 type facsimile families where you could cut the akwardness with a cheap plastic picnic knife.
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Audio Doodle: BeaNon Version 4
An extract that builds on the previous Phlegm-Line piece where I flail around hopelessly mismatching back beats. For a change I'm pulling together various doodles to make a number of short coherent (hah!) pieces joined by a theme. Yep, it's the return of the concept album in EP form that is long overdue, no?.
#MusicMonday: Sixtoo - Jackals And Vipers In Envy Of Man Part 10
Part ten mind you. Puts me in mind of both Keith LeBlanc and The Startled Insects.
Audio Doodle: Phlegm Line
A very basic doodle on which I'm building something more long form. But how much of this will remain when it's done? Hopefully not a lot. I'm interested in putting up the stages of adding and throwing away so expect to be heartily sick of this rhythm quite soon. If not right away.
Audio Doodle: My Managed Decline
Because you just have to get those over blown choral & voice doodlings out of your system.
On My Radio...
I'm a big radio listener and these days the Internet broadens the choice. Some of the stations I have had on rotation lately include:
(where I heard a very interesting brass band interpretation of Bohemian Rhapsody)
(I have a thing for dipping into community radio)
(Also on Dab in the London area albeit in grotty mono)
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Candy Necklaces And The Cult Of Superstition
Dreamt I lived in a world overun by superstition. Many hung all kinds of hand crafted objects off their houses just to ward off bad things and invite in the good. I don't think our house quite believed in all of the superstition as it only had a few token objects hanging from a few places and none of the objects really were anything. One such object was an old candy confectionary necklace that had been left in a drawer for years.
My parents were with us and my Dad was getting very upset that we couldn't catch the people who regularly threw stones at the house. I contacted the police to report the crime but never got to speak to a real person.
I had a gadget that let you look at the past by attaching an object from the time period. I had some old thread which was showing me the world it had experienced.
A neighbour popped his head through a serving hatch(?) to express concern at my Dad's bad mood. Despite our protestations he let himself into the garden to see how he could help.
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