Whoever said old geezer can’t learn new tricks? You were wrong buddy boy! I found some new music to listen & enjoy!
Ok, the music in question isn’t exactly the hottest new stuff out there… And it really is an American-born Mexican composer Conlon Nancarrow. And to be precise, the stuff is his works for player piano.
I deeply recommend NC’s “Studies 1 to 51” for all of you brave individuals out there. That stuff is not for the faint of heart.
The funny thing is that, I’ve actually composed a few pieces similar to Nancarrow’s without realising it. “Inside the Cube” is one of those.
And now, INSIDE THE CUBE is the computerized version of it.
Well, FRIENDAS BOOGIE isn’t really blues. It’s more like – whad’ya know – boogie.
Any boogie out there isn’t complete without some woogie. That’d be like Laurel without Hardy, fireball without fork, ice cream without liverwurst.
But hey, boogie woogie’s got swinging 8’s and this specimen doesn’t.
So, what we’ve got here is some kind of boogie woogie. Maybe add an obligatory Star Wars reference?
Not on my watch.
Oh you great Goddess of spring, can you please keep the pollen to a minimum.
Oh you supreme being with your lovely black eyes. Let there be snow & rain, and the mixture of those two. (Like yesterday, that was neat)
Oh you! In your infinite wisdom let it be so.
Accept my humble offering, you strong and just… super being.
Let the BELLS OF SPRING ring-a-ding.
Dang, it’s sunny outside! Time to put on sunglasses until september.
Focus, man: AGROMANCERS GLORIOUS COMEBACK is some serious folk music. It’s got reckless strumming, overactive flute, balancing synth bass and all that good stuff. Check it out.
Concerning folk music… An accomplice of mine once said: ” You know death is near, when you start to read memoirs and listen folk music”.
That’s two out of two for me.
Ominous, man. That’s a good word.
MYSTERY OF THE BURNGRASS KEEP is pretty ominous.
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.