An old recording that I had in my playlist on my run today reminded me of a fretless acoustic guitar I've not used in a while. I recorded the foundation then sampled and mixed in Pure Data. For this weekend's Sound-In event.
THE SWING
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
To Gramma’s in the Spring
I’d hop out of the car. Run to her back yard.
Gramma had a swing
The times have changed...
And when I became a dad I took all the rope I had
And tied it to…
Jaw harp processed through EHX Stereo Memory Man>Lexicon LXP-5>Zoom RFX-300. This sounds remarkably similar to part of a piece I recorded 35 years ago using a totally different set-up (Mini-Moog into time lag accumulator).
The epochs are changing, the kaleidoscope of events is spinning faster and faster. The horizon of events, as the beginning of the rainbow, is not possible to reach. Which does not mean that there is no way for others.
Hi Trev! Some obvious goals are difficult to reach, or at all impossible as it becomes clear with ages, eh... And some events like what you mention are the result of averaging the opinions of ALL. A mean average solution will never be what you need. In this case it is a "loss of face " in front of all Europe :) If we go back to the music here, for me this piece began with trying to talk by the piano, uneven as the ordinary people talks. Then, the play was turned out as part of the theme "We, humans ".
The epochs are changing, the kaleidoscope of events is spinning faster and faster. The horizon of events, as the beginning of the rainbow, is not possible to reach. Which does not mean that there is no way for others.
THE SWING
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
To Gramma’s in the Spring
I’d hop out of the car. Run to her back yard.
Gramma had a swing
The times have changed...
And when I became a dad I took all the rope I had
And tied it to…
DOG PARK
Everybody meet me down at the DOG PARK
If you need me I’ll be down at the DOG PARK
Sunday afternoon and I’m bound for the DOG PARK
Everybody gets along at the DOG PARK
White and black and brown at the DOG PARK
Nobody’s looking…
THE SWING
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
To Gramma’s in the Spring
I’d hop out of the car. Run to her back yard.
Gramma had a swing
The times have changed...
And when I became a dad I took all the rope I had
And tied it to…
THE SWING
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
To Gramma’s in the Spring
I’d hop out of the car. Run to her back yard.
Gramma had a swing
The times have changed...
And when I became a dad I took all the rope I had
And tied it to…
Saccharin was produced first in 1879, by Constantin Fahlberg, a chemist working on coal tar derivatives in Ira Remsen's laboratory at the Johns Hopkins University. Fahlberg noticed a sweet taste on his hand one evening, and connected this with…
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Good stuff! I like the way it builds.
Pretty song / Sad story
Bloody birds! They do it every time.
This is incredibly cinematic - excellent work !
really nice ... it is the great remix world that makes it --- great.. oh those low low tones --- nice.
Great lyrics...funny too...this sounds like I could hear it on Sesame Street!!! mix sounds amazing
Ah, so true...at timed. :)
Beautiful Ben!
You are so funny! Is this street nearby in Savage? And I love the Thoreau reference. Some killer lyrics throughout. Yay!
"That was brilliant. We are crying." Maria Moss
good
Hi Trev! Some obvious goals are difficult to reach, or at all impossible as it becomes clear with ages, eh... And some events like what you mention are the result of averaging the opinions of ALL. A mean average solution will never be what you need. In this case it is a "loss of face " in front of all Europe :) If we go back to the music here, for me this piece began with trying to talk by the piano, uneven as the ordinary people talks. Then, the play was turned out as part of the theme "We, humans ".
" A matter of truth" which will not be found in a British Parliment during the tumble of Brexidiot
Beautiful James
Love it!Share it with everyone.
The last note was from Colleen via the MN coffee table
What a pretty but melancholy song. Truer words never spoken. Such a poignant visual.
Feels like it's eternally ascending like an Escher staircase
lasers to a WWII Battle of Britain dog fight!
echo Bill, lovely melody and sense of explore. Interesting fact re the artificial sweetner.