Soft rock, man.
Not in my world.
In my world soft rock is pop. There’s no such thing as soft rock.
Aaand then I did some googling and what do you know, soapstone is a rock, that’s actually relatively soft. And I was just talking about it a month ago.
Ok then, soft rock exists. But still, PAIR OF A KIND is pop.
Wow, it’s been 2½ years since I last released a remake. Funny how time flies when you’re making prototypes for future remakes.
It would be belittling to say that the tune changed quite a bit during the remaking process. It completely took a new form.
It’s line-up went from rock band + horns to strings + woodwinds, and genre from progressive rock to (neo) classical. Time signature used to be mostly 7/4, now it’s 4/4. General mood chaged from eventful & weird to sad & steady…
Even longer story short: The only thing in common with the original is the chord progression.
Without further ado, from “Conservative surrealist brit” to FUNERAL MARCH OF THE ELEPHANT.
What on earth is going on AT THE UNIVERSITY OF DORKENHEIM?
Some stupid things, that’s for sure.
Real life universities, on the other hand, are fine places. Standards of civilization!
Making up the silly story about this particular cradle of thoughts is up to you.
– Hello, my good sir or madame. How are you in this glorious monday morning?
– Why thank you for asking my dear friend. How can I feel anything but splendid. Refreshing breeze, nice birds and I suppose the sun is out there as well. How about you, my dear mayor-admiral?
– Feeling nimble as an otter in the spring. Bowel is functioning and brain isn’t farting. Couldn’t complain less if I tried! How are your lovely toes doing?
– All sticking together in a perfect harmony. How about your beautiful bellybutton?
– Fine, fine. And your hair?
– Not falling off. Your mind?
– Clear as a pale moonlight during the Samhain.
Now enjoy OLEVA.
Do you remember the thing from your childhood when your playing was abruptly interrupted by your parents, telling you it was your bedtime? Just when the play was so much fun and you weren’t tired at all and who needs to sleep anyway.
That’s what I was going after with PASTIME BEDTIME BEST TIME.
Do you know the feeling nowdays when your internet browsing is abruptly interrupted by “that voice inside you”, telling you to go to bed? Just when there’s a particulary funny cat video or interesting article about barnacles going on.
“But I’m an adult. I can stay awake as long as I like”.
That would be something like, “Turn off the computer and go to bed you big dummy me”.
But not yet.
Todays world music extravaganza takes us to a bazaar in the year, well, a very long time ago.
What you see is like an explosion of colours and smells to your face.
There are slippers, scarves, all kinds of clothing. There are hypnotic tapestries and masterfully crafted rugs.
There’s jewelry, beads and pendants made of amber, amethyst and fools gold, all of which are much more expensive than they’re actually worth.
Indian tricksters make peoples jaws drop with their rope trick. Old snake charmer & his pet gather an excited crowd, whereas a lonely SOAPSTONE VENDOR seems to have a very quiet day.
There are miniature idols, calabashes and pots & pans. There’s pottery from Macedonia, spices from Khitai and beaver cheese from Venezuela…
Ok, now I remembered the scene in “The Thief of Bagdad” (1940), where the heroes are having pancakes with honey.
I’d really like some pancakes with honey!
Sometimes it’s healthy to limit your methods of producing a tune. You know, to have a new perpective.
SLAYER OF PAPER TIGERS was a commission from myself. I gave myself three rules:
1) Short, simple, melodic tune
2) Use only one instrument
3) Early video game feel
Well, I gotta admit I failed miserably. There’s two instruments.
The good thing is that, although there most certainly are lots of rules in music, you don’t have to follow them. Just do whatever pleases your ear, spine & brain.
Ha! Don’t you tell me what to do!
Sequel time. The first in the series was about trench coats, crooked cops & car chases, whereas this one’s about leather jackets (those with huge collars), crooked cops and chases on foot.
So, here you go: 70S THRILLS II.
I wonder what’s the third one gonna like?
Should I go all exotic with Kumar vs. Dharmendra & Bachchan or Lee vs. Chan?
Or should I abandon the decade and head on to the 80s? No shortage of great versus battles there, cos you know, 80s was the golden age of action movies.
Ok, now the poster of the film “Expendables 3” popped in my mind. Too many, too much, too soon.
I think I’ll just stick with the 70s.
The rhythmic & hectic piano that can be heard all the way in LET US DO THIS, is the element, which defines 90s dance music for me.
Oh, those long 90s summer days when it felt like…
Yeah, yeah, you know the drill. Nostalgia strikes when you least expect it.
Anyway, buckle on and dance up!
Metal time. This time a proper one. No guitar synths, no silly faces, just grrr!
The title is FINAL MAJESTIC DEED and in addition to metal it contains some prog, although I’m not exactly sure of how modern it is. Progressive metal just sounds better than regressive metal.
That would be reg metal, like reggae metal?