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p0tat0esLeft work, now I'm @ the U-District library. There are all sorts of interesting people who frequent public institutions such as this...
I'm starting to (have been, actually) get mad ay myself for not making more of an effort to get my music thang going. Every night when I get home from work, I pick up my guitar, or bass, or banjo-mondolin or clarinet or whatever and bang out some stuff and make a racket and then...it just peters out. The muse leaves as quickly as it arrived. I really miss playing with other people. The last project thingy I had going with Dale and Ziggy never really panned out. We had some really cool sounding shit going but it always seemed to fizzle out. Then we moved out and that was the end of that. It's been hard to find people to colaborate with who share a similar musical vision Bryan being a notable exception, but he gave up music to pursue painting, or so I understood. Correct me if this is inaccurate.)
I like lots of texture, weird sounds, drones, abrasive noise...stuff that sounds...I guess cinematic would be the word I'm looking for. But then the spirit of Bootsy Collins (who isn't actually dead yet-details details) grabs hold of me and I get all wanky with my bass playing. ARGH. How to reconcile my John Zorn fixation with my love of the funk? That and I've never been paticularly happy with my songwriting skills either. If I had been in the Ramones or Decendents I'd be fine, but I think I'd rather write a symphony than a 3-chord punk song (not that there's anything wrong with those :) I dunno...maybe I'll really carry out my threat of taking the stage playing a scalloped-neck ukuelele whilst kicking a Folgers can and belching the Greek alphabet.
I'm starting to (have been, actually) get mad ay myself for not making more of an effort to get my music thang going. Every night when I get home from work, I pick up my guitar, or bass, or banjo-mondolin or clarinet or whatever and bang out some stuff and make a racket and then...it just peters out. The muse leaves as quickly as it arrived. I really miss playing with other people. The last project thingy I had going with Dale and Ziggy never really panned out. We had some really cool sounding shit going but it always seemed to fizzle out. Then we moved out and that was the end of that. It's been hard to find people to colaborate with who share a similar musical vision Bryan being a notable exception, but he gave up music to pursue painting, or so I understood. Correct me if this is inaccurate.)
I like lots of texture, weird sounds, drones, abrasive noise...stuff that sounds...I guess cinematic would be the word I'm looking for. But then the spirit of Bootsy Collins (who isn't actually dead yet-details details) grabs hold of me and I get all wanky with my bass playing. ARGH. How to reconcile my John Zorn fixation with my love of the funk? That and I've never been paticularly happy with my songwriting skills either. If I had been in the Ramones or Decendents I'd be fine, but I think I'd rather write a symphony than a 3-chord punk song (not that there's anything wrong with those :) I dunno...maybe I'll really carry out my threat of taking the stage playing a scalloped-neck ukuelele whilst kicking a Folgers can and belching the Greek alphabet.
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Date: 2000-08-07 11:31 pm (UTC)I still have interest in makin' noise, it just hadn't been on the top of my list of things to do.
Hmm. Interesting tho. I'm down for a jam.
hey,
Date: 2000-08-08 01:18 am (UTC)