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::Tuesday, October 21, 2003::
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Spotting things on Scales
Yes, maybe you can slow down time, but how much does that mean? In music the oscillations occur and interfere across a continuous range of scales - from microtimbres to the traditions spanning millennia. A note is a note because it is a repeated waveform. The gradual change of a tone is brought about by progressive modifications of the waveform. In the same way, a song - say 'intro-verse-chorus-verse-chorus-middle 8-chorus-chorus' is a wave form, and this is subject to mutations in the same way. Where a note can evolve over microseconds, a form can evolve over decades.
And this hardly needs any conscious intervention at all... The memes (for methods of working, 'pleasing forms', scales, modes, cadences, rhythms, ways to play instruments etc...) are spread through teaching and the musicians' experience - they attach themselves to new hosts and simply through the process of inexact copying, music is able to evolve on its own. But this is beside the point for what I am trying to describe here.
The magic comes from the interactions not just within scales (that is, a sequence of notes, a changing time signature, formal variations, plucking one moment and bowing the next - scales in the sense of 'zooming in and out' - in the sense of looking at fractals) - not only within scales, but also between scales. You don't have a finite set of scales to look at - it's a continuum (even if you delineate the music into a 'song' and choose some minimum resonant frequency detectable by the human ear) - and time is continuous too - you can never predict how the scales interact. The interaction must occur through repetition - the tiny mandelbrots as you go deeper and deeper - the same but different, and resonances - a form resonating with a texture, a set of weaving melodies becoming a single complex tone. A piece of music is a 'set' in a way (heading into abstract mathematics now, which I don't know that much about - I'm a practical theoretician - a physicist - but, as silly maths was eventually usefully applied to physics, so I imagine that the language can be somehow applied to the understanding of music) (though the fascination I have with music is its stubborn unexplainability; like all the best unexplainable things, it teases you with glimpses of clarity which are swallowed as soon as you try to combine them with the whole picture). A set of frequencies? A set of emotions? A set of pre-fabricated components? Yes and no - it's all of these things together - abstract entities that are fundamentally utterly different in nature - completely incompatible, yet somehow not only fitting together, but changing each other - emphasizing different parts of each other.
Christ it. This won't fit into words. I can see this model in my head but it won't come out on paper. I'm trying to explain the beauty of dimensions weaving into together into a one-ness - a tangible 'whole' that you look inside, look from inside - not just 'from another angle' - a form that will still surprise - that resists understanding... Something beautiful anyway.
I think the practice is easier than the theory.
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::Thursday, October 16, 2003::
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By repeating things...
...we can slow down time.
Well - it's just a thought really. If you can't spot something the first time, do the thing you did again and see if you can spot it the next time. If time was going slow, you'd have more time to spot the things, and you wouldn't have to keep repeating the observation. It's like an oscilloscope - you have to get it in phase with the regular part of the oscillations so that you can examine for oscillations within those oscillations, and so on. If you could just watch the whole wave as it happened, you wouldn't have to bother looping it.
What I mean is - Is there some way in which repetition in music has this time slowing effect - or is it a more general distortion of time? I mean - music is definitely to do with time. Maybe it's because there is so much in music, the repetition is the only way to make sense of it all - giving people a chance at seeing all the details. Maybe...
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::Wednesday, October 15, 2003::
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Chattin'..
..wit me colleague on bashment, hot ragga, dancehall, culture - Elephant Man, Sizzla, Capleton - she met Antony B - she cousin produce Mr Boombastic... She hate Shaggy - he too up his own arse.
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::Tuesday, October 14, 2003::
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:'-(
I miss being in a band so much. This solo stuff is so lonely.
Getting all the stuff in the car, setting it up in the practise room, couple of beers, making loud loud noise. Knowing there're people outside that can hear us. Getting the sets finalised, tightening up the endings, everyone together, excited... I miss having other people relying on me. I miss the focus, counting the days to the gig. Setting everything up, sound checking, riders, watching the people trickle into the room. I miss the nerves. I miss choosing a song to play before we come on. I miss the release when it's over - when it's Time To Get Drunk. I miss standing at the urinal and strangers telling me how great we were. I miss all the conflicts and tensions, the frustrations, the arguments. I miss being in a studio with only 3 hours to go and trying something that shouldn't work, and making it work.
But it's probably better this way. Me in control. Only myself to worry about. Only me to disappoint me.
It's just that other people's opinions matter so much more to me than my own. And when we agree, that's just the best thing ever.
:,-(
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Music I like
I'm just gonna say what I like as an when I see it... (i.e. it's in no particular order)
What I Like Beastie Boys. Cypress Hill. Amon Tobin. Cinematic Orchestra. De La Soul. Can. Sugarhill Gang. James Brown. Curtis Mayfield. Sly and the Family Stone. Stevie Wonder. (Yes - I'm looking through a list of vaguely similar artists and writing the ones I like...) Quasimoto. Dilinger. Pavement. Neil Young. Lootpack. PJ Harvey. Beck. Angelo Badalamenti. Ennio Morricone. Michael Jackson. Stereolab. Mouse On Mars. Miles Davis' 70's funk stuff. Sun Ra's crazy vocal bits (Space Is The Place, Nuclear War), Herbie Hancock. Saul Williams. Super Furry Animals. Yeah - Beefheart and Portishead - wow - eclectic man... Saian Supa Crew. Bogdan Raczynski (check it out - Google just found the right spelling of Raczynski for me from "Rayczynski" - try that in Word!). Ooh- DJ Shadow. Future Sound Of London (although it's been a while...). Steve Reich. Company Flow. Homelife. The Velvet Underground (sorry - I know, I know - Lou Reed's a knob...). Dr Dre's production style. Fuck- Raymond Scott! Edan (sort of). Louis Jordan. Latyrx. Jimi Hendrix (though I rarely find occasion for him these days). Tricky (Nearly God, Maxinquaye and PMT, certainly). I like the dub stylee, but I don't know any names.. The Fall.
What I Sort Of Like But Don't Really When It Comes To Actually Listening To It. The Beatles. Coldcut. Jackson 5. Roots Manuva. Bob Dylan. The Verve. Mogwai. Tortoise. Yesterday's New Quintet. A lot of Miles' stuff. A lot of Sun Ra. Atmosfear. Aphex Twin. Spiritualised. Blur. Daft Punk. Roni Size. Dinosaur Jr.
What I Quite Like But (still) Haven't Heard Much Of. Al Green. John Coltrane. Howe Gelb. Max Tundra. Ella Fitzgerald. Dilated Peoples. Joy Division.
What I Used To Like Nick Cave. Jurassic 5. Black Grape. Skunk Anansie. Placebo. The Prodigy. Chemical Brothers. The Charlatans. The Doors. Supergrass etc..
What Other People Really Love But I Just Can't Get On With It. Everything. And... The Smiths. Nirvana. That weird African stuff that John Peel always used to play.
... Christ, I don't know. There's too much, yet too little. I NEED SOME HELP!! Somebody get me out of this rut. I need something new. Or something old. I JUST WANNA BE INSPIRED BY SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL!
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Hey - check it out - Captain Beefheart wears glasses!
Just like me. Look.
I'm on a mission of inspiration hunting on the internet. Blog searches. I want to branch out. But so far I haven't found much. I will put links here as I find them. If they're good. Wish me luck.
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::Monday, October 13, 2003::
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Politics and the English Language
"It is easier--even quicker, once you have the habit--to say In my opinion it is a not unjustifiable assumption that than to say I think."
- Politics and the English Language--George Orwell Just read this essay on Nik's recommendation. And very interesting it is too.
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World of Ends
Here's a nice article about the nature of the internet. I chuckled at this bit:
'Perhaps companies that think they can force us to listen to their messages — their banners, their interruptive graphic crawls over the pages we're trying to read — will realize that our ability to flit from site to site is built into the Web’s architecture. They might as well just put up banners that say "Hi! We don't understand the Internet. Oh, and, by the way, we hate you." ' - World of Ends
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Yep...
...it's all been going wrong again. New housemates required, mental things... just as I thought everything had settled down AT LAST...
I'm beginning to miss a mundane existence. I have no time for myself these days. New problems are emerging faster than I can solve them (well, at about the same rate anyway), and I'm still saying 'I'm a musician' but not really believing it.
But I have begun work on the live set, and I spent last Friday (like, the WHOLE day) making (15!) CD cases for my demo with my sister (Oo that reminds me, I need to buy blank CDs) - I am still moving slowly forwards, which must mean something.
I found yesterday when I tried to express how I'm feeling through writing that it wasn't enough. Words are too precise I think - too political... Music is definitely the medium for me. The live vibe is slowly coming into focus. You'll hear all my tracks very differently once you've heard them live [or (a)live, as Mark would say]. Still in the process of defining smunkonsciousness, but it's in the post...
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::Wednesday, October 08, 2003::
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China
leylop

Information flow - personal contact with people in secret places across the world - I knew it would happen, I just wasn't clear how. Yay for blogs.
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My Awards
SocietyGuardian.co.uk | Society | The gold standard: "The London borough of Newham's choice-based lettings initiative, the East London Lettings Company (www.ellcchoicehomes.org.uk) picked up the award in the e-government category." Here I am, here. I got an award at work. And it's my second mention in The Guardian this year. Spank my arse.
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::Tuesday, October 07, 2003::
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Welcome to the sphere, George...
GeorgeWBush.com :: Official Blog: "President Bush is scheduled to meet with his cabinet at 10:45 AM."
It's true. He's one of US now.
Now where'd my writing staff go?
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::Monday, October 06, 2003::
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Depression
"As more tangible problems recede in importance, the intangible shifts into the foreground." By 'Daniel' in the comments of this kpunk.
So true, so true. Quite depressing, really...
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Something Free
I don't really know what I'm thinking about so I'm gonna do a 2 minute splurge.
There are things that should be considered in a live performance: impact of the playing of instruments, keeping things continuous, or at least without too many gaps. I want the audience-performer line to be blurred, meaning that I must engage with the audience/react to them in some way that means the barrier is not there that would result if I were to take the laptop musician line that is best travelled - the silent man twiddling knobs. You must be able to see what I am doing and see that you could do it too - it should not be enshrouded in mystery, as this will decrease its impact. I want you dancing, I want you to look at each other, not just at me. I want your hairs to bristle when I break a silence with a single tone. I want to set up expectations and then subtley twist away from those; I want you to judge that I am doing one thing and then to do another. I want you to be comfortable, but not complacent. I want the music to wrap around you, but not to cut you off from the world.
Another...
We're thinking about the gargantuan and the microscopic; submicroscopic, beyond nanoscopes, beyond telescopes, beyond red-shift and light years. Then we're thinking about how these things are the same. We're seeing the patterns linking patterns and intricacy disguised as simplicity. Earth, fire, water, protons, electrons, dimensions, dimensional motion. Nothing is static, even when it appears to be, but you know that by now. And if you don't, there's no point telling you. No particles in particular. Strands corrupting strands. The things in the blinding light resolve and figures emerge from absolute darkness. It seems explicable, but you'll soon see more and find yourself back into re-explication - explicate endlessly.
Don't affect the things. Don't affect the people. They're fine how they are, they're doing fine. Anything I say will only corrupt them. They're nearly there. Always nearly there. I'm always nearly there. Sometimes I'm there, but there's no there. Don't burn any bridges, don't do anything you can't take back. Then you'll always be safe. We want to be safe. We want fear to be small, and all things to be known by at least somebody. Someone out there knows what's going on. That person will keep me safe. I can immerse myself in the minutae. I can care about the things that impose themselves on me. I don't have to think about the big picture, because it's just a picture of a man who I do not require.
There's nothing I can do about that. I won't do anything.
I could do something about that! What we need is a revolution!
Oh, hang on; nobody's interested in my revolution. They've got too much minutae.
Yeah - I'm not gonna die. I'll have my body preserved in ice. I'll have my white cells replaced with new and improved robots - they'll flush out the cancer. I'll go to the moon on my 200th Birthday because I didn't have time to book a reservation anywhere better. I'll divide my seeing fingers until I feel that troublesome atom. I'll put it somewhere out of the way. I'll cry.
There will be a thousand me's. A million micromacrome's. We'll all meet up at the end but we'll all be different then. We will have loved planets and built living batteries. We will have flown between time, we will have met others like us, but not like us. We will have changed them. We will have shown them what they hadn't seen and they will do likewise. Or maybe we will all return the same, bored by all the black.
We will be like god can't imagine. We'll show him INFINITE. Infinite wisdom. It doesn't touch. It just knows. It just lets it get on with it and plays solitaire. Solo. In dumb silence.
All the strands are music. All motion and stillness is music. It seems to make sense, but it tricks you. Music is not tethered to airwaves. The medium is not important. It is easier when it just goes forward. Along a timeline. Just one line. Let's split time. Let's unravel it all and weave it together - let's watch five dimensions. Why don't we try that? Too hard? Well. I'll stick with 2D music then. Forwards backwards, up and down (no not up and down, IN AND OUT). It's just hard and soft with time to keep things moving.
I can't escape these melancholy chords. They keep becoming sad. Safe. If I'm sad, then I'll never be wrong. If I'm slow then I'll never run out of it. Careful - don't strain yourself. You'll be worn out.
Fuck. I still don't know how long I've got.
Don't analyse my subconscious. I'm in it, and I can't work it out.
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The Correct Way To Live
Today I was reminded of the standard ways that 'people progress through their lives'. - Become progressively more 'mature', where age is proportional to 'maturity', where maturity means being less ambitious, earning more money, having a steady relationship etc...
- By the age of 25 I should be getting married in order to have three children by the time I am 30, and I should at least be saving up to this end. Clothing should become progressively more serious as the years tick by.
- I dunno... etc. etc. etc.
Having this 'wisdom' proposed to me makes me uncomfortable, bringing a conflict between the adamance that I am doing what I need to be doing to be happy with the way I've lived my life, against the knowledge that for people who have never had a passion, who have never tried to see beyond what they have been taught, will see my life as a failure. It is difficult to explain what I am trying to do, but the prescribed life-path that I am spurning is simple to understand, requiring minimal application of intelligent thought. Think only about Finding A Mate, Being Able To Afford To Bring Up Children, and staying healthy for long enough to be a Grumpy Old Grandpa. All other concerns are Childish and A Waste Of Time. Once again, the onus is on me to prove that my way can work. I do make things difficult for myself though...
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::Wednesday, October 01, 2003::
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fUSION Anomaly
..on Information, among LOTS of other things... It's looking like I have a very lot in common with the Psychedelic Trance movement. I can hardly wait to read all this stuff! I want to start talking about this stuff again - the Singularity, Quantum Physics, Information Theory, Fractals, Chaos, Cosmic Ecology, Philip K Dick, and lots of other things that my recent Amazon débacle has made me reluctant to mention here...
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'Doesn't time fly?'
"I've worked here for nineteen years!" said the woman who sits opposite me at work, cheerfully.
Please don't let the same fate befall me.
Hey - there's a picture of me on page 2 of the internal magazine today, in my suit. Looking extremely curmudgeony, the way everyone looks in these publications. Everyone looking the same, treated the same. It's blandity bland bland.
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