Quote from a Dane.

When it comes to making humble musical notes, I am very much of a pen & paper kind of a guy. It’s easy, fast, perfect.

However, it’s pretty rare that I produce music that’s completely ready on paper.

IT’S ALL BUT A DREAM is an exception because it was written as a guitar picking ├ętude for my pupils. It sounded so nice during a class that I thought why not record it.

So there you go. Maybe a bit more musical ambience than normally, but hey. Music’s sometimes fun. Amirite?

1 + 1 …

First we had Nomado Futuro.

Now we’ve got EL GRUNGO PASTO.

So, the next one could be Pastoral Presente?

After that, we can call our little trilogy, well, a trilogy, and call it a day. Or we could do some serious universe bending to acceess a place beyond time.

Sounds like a job for the Composer Man, advocate of literacy, defender of pandiatonicism!

Abbrevation of abbrevation.

There’s an old saying that goes: If it smells like medieval music and if it tastes like medieval music, it’s probably medieval music.

So, BALLA ARD is medieval music, abbreviation medmu.

If on the one hand we got dirty & poor peasant kind of medmu, and on the other kings & queens & infinite power kind of medmu, I’d say our tune is somewhere in between.

Maybe a town fair with peddlers and pigs and turnips and all, where everyone’s invited. How nice!

My favourite word of today: Medmu!

Bread covered with maple syrup & nonpareils.

There are chord progressions that I consciously try to avoid. You know the most obvious ones.

Why exactly?

Now that I think about it, there are reasons, but they’re really hard to explain. It has something to do with “just not wanting to settle for the most obvious result” and so on.

Jeez, that sounded stupid, Dr. Obvious.

Hmm, gotta think about this. After all, pop music often seems to play it safe.

Ok, ok, getting to the point: FADING TOUCH indeed plays it safe. Slight googling informed me that the chord progression in question is called “50s progression”.

Cast an eyeball, daddy-o!

Royal rock.

“Oh good. Again he has taken an idiom, altered it and slapped it on a piece of music as an label. So very clever.”

Yeah, that’s what I do.

“People who play with words are like undisciplined kids who put coins on railroad tracks.”

Absolutely. Although squishing words doesn’t interest me a helluva lot. I like to throw them into the air and get them back all shapeshifted. Fun stuff.

On the other hand, getting FEATHERS IN YOUR CROWN is pretty grim business. Also it’s good balance for last weeks cotton candy and next weeks bread.

Bread covered with maple syrup & nonpareils.

Lo-brow-fi.

The premise for FRUITCAKE was really straightforward and can easily be explained with a single word: Casio organ.

I can hear some of you smiling knowingly. For those who are not, I suggest doing a image search of those very special words. Imminent aha.

Casio organ. The words just fill me with warm feelings of simpler times, when life was mono and shown through CRTs.

“Feeling a bit blue today? No problem. With our latest product you can change your favourite tunes to play in minor instead of major!”

Made with passion and lemon juice and in Japan and Finland too.

(Almost) summertime blues.

There’s not much to say about GATOR TRACKS other than it’s blues. Acoustic blues alright, from somewhere between Mississippi delta & hillside.

So, I guess you can call it Mississippi steppe blues.

By the way, it’s funny how your inhaling becomes really dramatic when playing acoustic guitar with your try hard pants on.

In the spirit of…

Yeah! My premise for making LADY TAM THE DIPLOMANCER was to produce something in the vein of the Asterix cartoon theme songs.

You know Asterix, right? Everyone knows Asterix?

After doing some research, I found out that there’s several of ’em. Well of course there are, because several Asterix cartoon movies was made, in the course of several decades, duh!

The one particular in my mind turned out to be the song from the movie Asterix Versus Caesar (1985).

How would you say “prog pop” in just one word? Prpogp?

Q & very little of A.

Is everything new automatically good & interesting?

If your buddies would jump off a cliff, would you do the same?

Why my pants seem tighter than before? What’s the difference between arbuusi and watermelon? Where did you learn to fly? Is this really it? You and what army? Is ON THE LEVEE STREET jazz or not? Is this normal? Should I stay or should I go? Who invented love?

Questions, questions, questions, flooding into the mind of the concerned young person today.

To answer at least one of ’em: Yes, yes it is!