ok. got talked into calling the music EMA and not AWE. C’mon, nobody likes AWE??? Hmm… Think it was cuz the necklace is so cool…
took some new pics in my new basement/garage/bedroom. For reals they are all one! Not just making it up to create some sort of super-genre 😉
Grunge, yeah? Now here’s a treat:
Just promise me you’ll listen on something worthy so u can hear the BASS drop!
Aright brahs, already getting some comments and feedback on this so mebbe I explain a little?
Stoked y’all are here so fast!
First of all, yeah I’m really excited and happy about my first solo album, and I’m about to start releasing some tracks from it. They have been with me way too long and I’m excited to get them out in the world!
As far as Grey Ship goes (and in fact the whole album), I’ve always been fascinated with fidelity as some sort of sonic signifier, like how different production and recording techniques make a song mean something different depending on the qualities of sound. Take for example how something lo-fi signifies something different than to us something hi-fi.
It’s hard to say if that is just because of our experiences with lo-fi tape things as being early documents, (equals demos, naivete, authenticity) or if tape really does have some sort of magical alchemical property that just sort of glues stuff together and makes it beautiful. I mean, it’s MAGNETS BRO, THINK ABOUT IT!!!
So for a long time I’ve wanted to make a piece that changes fidelity in the middle of the song, from lo-fi to hi-fi. I imagined it being like when Dorothy opens the door to Oz and the whole world turns from black and white to technicolor.
So the first part of this song is recorded on a 4track and it’s sposed to be kind of a hippie song about aliens. And then the bass drops and electronics come in. (One thing about lo-fi is most of it doesn’t have BASS! Do u miss it or no???)
But then after I wrote the rest of the song I realized it wasn’t about aliens, it was about Vikings, and the shift in fidelity serves as a signifier for a shift from the earthly plane to one beyond. And after the Viking funeral ship comes down from the sky I will be taken and faced with a line of my ancestors from from years and year past cross prairie plains and fjords.
You feel me? I’m wine drunk. Gonna post this and check for lucidity when I awake.
Hear my best wanna-be frusciante: