So, today’s Easter Monday. Or so they say.
Easter is a pretty complex festival. You need like a degree in theological mathematics to even figure out when it is. Just check the “Table of the dates of Easter by Gregorian and Julian calendars”.
Confusion is real.
So II, today’s tune is ETHOS. Coming later this lifetime: The other two!
Bananas. They’re great.
And very particular, as we’ve already discussed. No use of getting through that again.
They’re also an excellent reference point for any imaginable situation. And metaphors, don’t even get me started there.
Bananas are the cycle of life, or if you don’t want to get too pompous, the cycle of a week in a life.
From monday to thurday you consume good old bananas, nothing less, nothing added. At home in the early day, at work, on the road, like you’d be playing some stupid mobile game to pass the time.
Minesweeper! That’s a better one. Regular bananas are minesweeper.
Friday evening is banana chip time. Preferably the kind that has extra cinnamon & honey in it. Banana chips are UNO.
Saturday is banana soda time, although that stuff tastes like childhood, more than bananas. Yep, banana soda accompanied by some Carcassonne.
Sunday is banana/blueberry smoothie day, which should be served with some Souls-likes.
Games. They’re great, aren’t they?
Music ahead therefore let there be fun
Try ears but carefully
Why is it always so old codger
O piano , you don’t have the O piano
Ladder
Praise the CRYPTIC MEASURES
Chevy Chase + Will Ferrell =
1) Wily Fece?
2) Chill Cherrell?
3) Adam Sandler?
Shoutout to Johnny T. Thunder: Your words were a great inspiration!
Several years ago, I was slurping some tea in the workplace coffee lounge, when a colleague of mine entered the room. She had a huge smile on her face.
No sane person ever smiles without a reason (right?), so I asked her why so smiley.
Her answer was instant, and it seemed like a sincere one: “I’m doing great!”
I can’t remember how I reacted, or what I said to her. It probably wasn’t anything clever, because her explanation for the grin was quite unexpected:
“Uhh, hey, that’t great.”
Why do I still remember this uneventful event?
Nothing to do with SODA CRAZY.
So, yours truly just went through a complete techological reform. Meaning new computer and recording software, aka daw.
Here we have FIRST OF A KIND, which was the first tune I made using the new equipment.
I pretty much used the “old methods” in the process of production. It’s a long and winding road to learn all the new stuff that my fancy new gear are capable of, but hey, I’m in no rush.
Old dog can learn new tricks!
One day, some time ago, I was gonna make some music.
I was going after “spagetti-westernish-stuff”, with pointy electric guitar, percussions, and of course a full orchestra.
I opened my recording software, and lo & behold, had a sudden change of heart. Instead of proceeding according to my plans, I made CHANGE OF HEART.
Things happen.
Coming up later this – or some other – year: Stuff that I didn’t make, when I made, what I made.
What we’ve got here is melodic metal music.
Although, “The Study of How You Can Make Something Interesting Out of a Extremely Stupid Riff”, would probably be a better description.
… and by calling the two notes a riff, that play in our little tune constantly, is pretty generous. The “riff” is so stupid, that I don’t even end this sentence to an exclamation mark.
Despite the awfulness of a major ingredient, I think the dish came out nicely.
… in fact, now that I think about it… The riff might just be the most genious thing I’ve ever written! Becauce it’s so stupid, and still makes a pretty good metal instrumental!
So, SIERRA SOMBER, featuring a stupid riff.
Also, the word “stupid” was used five (6) times in this post!
Slowly.
No. Slower than that.
S – l – o – o – o – o – o – w – l – y.
Slowly as a snail in a hairpin. Slowly as the good comes. Slowly but Shirley.
CONCHORD is slowly.
