The stuff I’ve made over the last week or so have totaled 558 plays. Thanks to everyone and anyone who actually took time to listen to what I do: this really means so much. You all are awesome.
So hopefully this storm-front won’t do to Dallas what it did to Oklahoma, but this front is moving so slowly that the tornado watch has been extended to 7:00 PM.
In other news, just got back from the local police station following up on a call I received this morning. My viola that was stolen from my car back in February was located by a pawn shop in the area who bought it online. The shop owner was some old dude that looked way too frail to break into cars and he has a good track record with the PD for helping them locate and retrieve hot items. Still no word on my microphones or keyboard but honestly, I don’t care about those nearly as much.
Even though I have a much better viola to use after all that’s happened, it’s still overwhelming to have my old instrument back. It has it’s weaknesses, but it’s the sound I grew used to through-out high school and most of college. Between the joined plates of spruce and maple are grooves and trenches of wood carved by years of resonant and dissonant playing: my sound. I imagine this feeling to be a slight taste to that of being reunited with a lost child. If not, it’s pretty damn close.
05.20.2013procbathroom
20 Plays
Am I a creep for sampling lobby chatter from a bathroom stall?
Jeff Buckley > John Mayer
05.20.2013proccrackle
18 Plays
Wow. Already sampling.
Thanks
to everyone who submitted to my sound question! I’ll leave it up in case there are any later submissions, but I definately have a lot of ideas to juggle around with in the coming days. You all are great!
Has anyone ever tried to use the abbreviation for “usual” in writing? What even. Youzhe. Uge. Yewge. Uuj. Yooje. Yuuge. Uush. Help.
What’s your favorite sound?
So, I’m drafting ideas for some future music projects and I need your help! In my life, often I find myself noticing the smaller, more detailed sounds that we filter out of our day to day routine. The hum of the washing machine, the creaking of my chair, scratching of my stubble against my fingernails; these are all sounds I love and enjoy. What about you? What sounds do you enjoy and cherish the most? The rain hitting your car roof? Nervous coughing in an empty room?
Let me know!
The MGRII debut at EQLA was awesome! It was amazing meeting people who have followed this project and seeing everyone’s reaction. Many commented on the print quality, saying they wished they could take the pages out and put them up on their walls!
We sold through a lot, but we still have a few left. They will be available for $25 + shipping. They will be shipped via media mail within the US, which is generally very affordable.
It was awesome being able to work with so many great artists to make this thing possible. Below is the list of artists included in the print book, but watch out for even more in the online release (though there will still be many exclusive to print!).
- Muggy Ebes
- Jonathan “geten” Gott
- cygaj
- MittyMandi
- ponywise
- KefkaFloyd
- Heather Spencer
- sofasandquills
- Will Sun
- Twitchy Kismet
- Momo
- Bistromatic
- George Munn
- tehflah
- Jason Meador
- Shunka Warakin
- Emberwisp
- elnachato
- Pasteur
- Yen Nguyen
- Badzerg
- Tarantad0
- Megan Daubert
- Mark Gutiérrez
- AdirondackJack
- ljrmr
- Shelfpower
If you’d like to grab a copy of this 68 page, full color zine, send an email to ponyzine@gmail.com with your address!
Nocturne Sketch No. 6
Mark Gutiérrez
25 Plays
Tonight is going to be a night of Chopin, Shostakovich, Ravel, and Górecki, I can feel it in my bones. This piano has way too much mid-range, and I love it. Meditative and spacey, but grounded at 60 BPM.
There exist elements beyond me; they always have and will forever be. Misshapen and slowly inching towards a pivot I can’t adhere to. Evenings are hazy with sweat collecting at the base of my spine, clinging the fabric to flesh. Mornings are dry, parched paper lines my cheeks and tongue. Not residue, not dirty. Only tired, so very tired.
Goodnight.
宇宙空間 (Space)
マーク·グティエレス (Mark Gutiérrez)
100 Plays
Another experiment with reverb dampening as well as some pretty obscene amounts of EQ manipulation. Formatting through a pentatonic scale that messes with F and A natural. Space is pretty awesome. So is high-fidelity piano sampling.
I had an anxiety attack on the way home, and I had to sit in my car for half an hour before finally convincing myself to get out and go inside. I had an overwhelming feeling that I was being watched or followed, so my movements were very precise, thinking 3 steps ahead, where to go, what do to, etc. I’ve been lying here in bed, thinking of death, and how it doesn’t seem as far away as I’d like it to, and I can’t shake this feeling. No one has ever seen me in moments like this, and it’s entirely embarrassing just to talk about it, but I feel like writing about it will help calm my nerves. I’m just a mess who can’t seem to clean himself up.
This is something I can more than relate to, man. The worse thing about anxiety is how indifferent it is to any and all circumstances. Rich men, poor men, popular and non; anxiety does not give a flying flip who you are or what you do, it will devise and craft misery as it wants. And yet, each passing day we live through serves as a reminder that it hasn’t won, it never will. There are days we slip and fall, but getting back up is something we force ourselves to do out of refusal to settle for anything sort of the abundant life and joys surrounding us. Time is too precious for that.
