Tuesday, July 31, 2012

3 EASY PIECES - Starring Nack Jicholson

This blog has experienced more activity in other dimensions.  Current dimension status:  I am slowly recovering from some work-related injuries and now believe that I have gained enough strength to communicate regularly.  I think it only purposeful to continue the notions of diversity that I have been screaming about for several years now.  The most relevant aspect to me is not culture, habit, or race.  It is diversity of human thought (although, let us not exclude all other species at this time).  The connexion of thought to good vibrations holds a vital place within me.  I vehemently disagree with the act of limiting these types of sound formations.  To continue, an analytical approach to three thoughtfully different pieces will follow.  5,6,7,8 by Andrew Head/Freaky Tea, a remix of The Sign by Miracle, and After the Rainfall by Diane Wittry are the compositions on the imaginary table.  

As modernists tend to say, Ace of Base are old hat.  New, hmmm such a strange lust.  Why do humans demand new?  I'm still reading Plato and listening to Gary Numan.  I always suspected I was alien though.  Ace of Base are Swedish aliens!  The Sign was a song that foretold of their takeover that was unexpectedly thwarted.  Perhaps they are still waiting for a Miracle.  Yeah, that's a stupid joke.  Miracle remixed the track and revitalized my nerve endings (not that you can relate to visuals of my alien physiology).  Listen to it (I even included a link!) and focus in at 53 seconds.  An enormous audio power hits you like the strike of Bruce Lee or the accidental hit of Brandon Lee.  Too soon?  Anyway, this track became my killer move at my first DJ set as DJ Dark Horendase so I assign it as body movin' material.  

Diane Wittry's imagination presented itself at an angle that questioned my balance.  After the Rainfall is a beautiful piece that begins as a miniature tranquil atmosphere and builds to a standard body of neo-classical greatness.  Later, the piece breaks down to a stripped moment that implies metaphorical nudity and shortly regresses back into a sharply dressed humanoid.  My first few listens of this work were integrated with my Tai Chi practices.  The music serves well as a means of clearing the dirt from your mind and remembering what is important to your life.  I find Wittry to be rather engaging because she is primarily a conductor (at Allentown Symphony Hall) and has somehow assimilated a strong basis for composition from directing countless classics with her orchestra.  My mentors emphasized that you have to compose every day of your life to learn how to write fantastic music but I frequently hear people argue that an artist's original work is his or her best.  Although composition can reflect the results of hard work, all it will ever be is a historical example of free-thought expression.  This is always beautiful to me and cannot be effectively compared amongst various artists.  

-Head at Pitt EM 
Freaky Tea is one of the monikers of Andrew Head, a fellow member of Pittsburgh Electronic Musicians.  If unfamiliar, Pitt E.M. is a student and community organization that I founded in 2008.  I had the pleasure of seeing Andrew perform at Electro Showdown 5 (feel free to ask me about this legendary annual event).  His performance made my green alien blood boil.  Chris Tucker and I were dancing in the audience and yelling "give us the *@#&" and he delivered!  Oops, I'm sorry.  That means "shit" in my native tongue.  5,6,7,8 is one of the pieces that he played at the Showdown.  Head often derives inspiration from music of video games.  When I listen to 5,6,7,8 it brings me back to my childhood days where I was playing Links Awakening and all of the old Sonic games.  I could even get Super Sonic, *$#@&!  My bad again, that means "sophisticated lady."  The melodies are extensive and vibrant or vibranium, whichever is cooler.  Andrew said several interesting things to me that I will list out of context:

1 - "Music can invoke certain mental images."
2 - "Composing gave me a new definition of self."
3 - "A major intention is to make an emotional impact on people."
4 - "Composing has been a good friend."

Make what you will of this on your own time.  I'm about to give an Apology.  


Listen to The Sign remix - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kAFuoTzZs3M
Listen to After the Rainfall - http://www.dianewittry.com/aftertherain.html
Listen to 5,6,7,8 - http://freakytea.bandcamp.com/

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Tuesday, July 17, 2012


College was the point in my life when I began to formulate concrete perspectives and morals on everything from war to music.  I attempted to remove as much bias as possible from my rationality and break my thoughts down to intellectual atoms.  Spelunking took place in caves that the usual mind would never explore.  Sadists deserve my sympathy, marriage should not be a large social concept, "born this way" is irrelevant, "chose this way" is the key to unlocking supra ideas, and god possibly exists.  Unbeknownst to me, I was not building an unbreakable ground for walking pleasure.  I was practicing the ceaseless act of philosophizing.    

Some readers may scan the above and observe that I am stating nothing new or profound.  Why should you continue reading?  That's a good Socratic question.  Hmm...   only one way to find out.  Leave if you are bored.  The Orenda Variable of fucks given is less than or equal to zero.  Back to the point, I am making an analogy to the obsolete concept of motionless activity in Zeno's Paradox.  If we continue philosophizing on matters that we have already decided upon, only to further transgress or mutate to another plateau of undisclosed elevation, how is life possible for the creative thinker?  Death provides no closer proximity to truth or pride in the actions of the self.  

How does the human woman or man improve?  We seem to retrace and change with age but ascension is never confirmed.  Philosophy acts as a shield for the ignorance of earthly existence.  "I think, therefore I am" resounds with such naivety.  There MUST be some concept that fulfills this idiotic human-creature.  

Art.  It is truly worthy of it's own sentence.  Art transcends scientific, philosophical, and spiritual thought.  It is intangible AND can fuck your mother.  

All humor aside, did I mention that this blog was about love?  


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