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FTW

Axxx — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 23:58:34 +0000

Obviously it sickens me as well

Axxx — Wed, 13 May 2009 06:46:47 +0000

Red to Black

Gxxx — Fri, 27 Feb 2009 00:07:19 +0000

Challenges

Gxxx — Sat, 20 Sep 2008 17:37:54 +0000

Making listenable loop-based music takes a lot of work. To keep it interesting, you either need to create a loop with a couple decent variations and then throw some vocals on top for distraction, or you need to constantly pump in new hooks, strategically removing and adding back in the things you want to hear, and also switching, with varying degrees of abruptness, to new layers that take the music in an unexpected direction.* I haven’t yet made anything that does this well. Here’s the one I’m working on now.

I started with this:

And added some live drums to get this:

Which then became this:

Still need at least 3 or four more variations and a new melody or two if I want to add vocals, and maybe a dozen new parts if it’s going to stand up on its own. Which, all i’m saying is, it’s a lot to do. So I’m challenging myself, here, in public, to do it. Updates to come.

*here’s a track that more or less gets it right i think:

Wheat threx

Axxx — Wed, 17 Sep 2008 04:52:16 +0000

WTF FTW

Axxx — Mon, 15 Sep 2008 17:33:45 +0000

Garbage out

Gxxx — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 20:09:31 +0000

Bridge to Nowhere

Axxx — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 04:44:07 +0000

go, go, go go go

Gxxx — Sun, 07 Sep 2008 01:39:16 +0000

It’s OK that we didn’t get to see each other. I had four bicycles to move. You had to learn how to sing. My dancing WAS sad, like you said with the knees. Models are starting to hold themselves more. We can adapt. Give us more chances, you believe in radio. Even English teachers need proof again. How else do we already know? It’s easy, and surely all in the library. There are stories and strategies for each and every uncle we’ll see today. Grease it up, push it. It’s a manual.

Raising Oil painting to an artform

Gxxx — Sun, 07 Sep 2008 01:34:42 +0000

Now that’s what a real grace period looks like. To me. These things are such a relief.

I love how they cluster together, though they’re all wrong. If I don’t speak up, things’ll go smoothly. Smooth like speaker wire, with electric bones. I have four bicycles to move.

The instrument descends slowly to choke and gasp in the dressing. It was invented yesterday, like yesterday was. Here’s a new one: I’d like my steak to look like a sine wave. I’ve got some tattoos at home. I could give this up with the asssistance of Carol, Dan, Steve, Priscilla, Shane, David, Diana, Daniel, Julianne, Garrett, Bill, Daniel, Corina, Laura, Brian, Henry, Ray, Regan, Antonio, Noelle, Anthony, Stan, Stephen, Diane, Dean, Bradley, Christian, Bruna, Eva, Susan, Lacy, Lucy, Peter, and Evan. I should give Hugh and Chris a call.