Tunes doesn’t get much simpler than THE OLD MAN AND THE BEARD. We got one fella playing one acoustic guitar playing some blues.

Aaand I’m out.

Today let’s take a peek of a category “it’s supposed to be ethnic, but because I’m not an expert of traditional Arabic music, I just do something and hope that it’s gonna be allright”.

A little déjà-vu here.

The spark for the tune came from a book titled “Salt: A World History ” by Mark Kurlansky. A great friggin book! Salt rocks!

From the dawn of civilization: SALT ROAD. Yeah, you know what I’m referring to… How original!

Faces. Really ugly ones.

Mechanical hypnotism. Organic pacemakers. Computers built of plant fibre.

After hitting the sack, before getting through the wall of sleep, the mist creeps in, taking MANY SHAPES OF DREAM MATTER.

Subject Alpha

Genre: Heavy duty rock metal
Era: Early 1980’s
Overall mood: Drivin’ fast straight forward
Working title: Drivin’ fast

Subject Beta

Build drumtrack. Quality cardboard box kit.
Do your best Dee Dee Ramone impression with a bass.
Add guitar with very dry Marshall amp sounds. Double ’em.
“Hmm, the texture isn’t quite as thick as I was hoping.”
Add some organ.
Smile relentlessly.

Subject 1.0

Do some soloing. Pinch those harmonics like you’ve never pinched ’em before!
Polish, finish, mix, master, etc.
Get sad when reading about Lemmy’s voyage to a different plane of existance.
Name the tune as IRON ROBIN.
Have a nice cup of tea. Lemon & ginger.

There’s no better time to put out STAR SURGE SPACE PURGE than at the brink of new year. ‘Cos we got excitement, cool trajectories & colorful explosions!

It’s got some vocoder, which is always fun. The lyrics may be a bit difficult to hear. I went after a nice burbing sound, rather than a clean pronunciation. So, here’s some clues about the lyrics:

There’s 4 words being sung. 3 out of 4 words start with a letter S.

Got it?

Good.

Happy new year.

Theremin is an instrument which is strongly associated with spooky soundscapes:

Sounds of thunder & lightning followed by a very threatening orchestral bang. When opening credits and the movies title “The revenge of the curse” roll in, so does the theremin. All in black & white, of course.

Yet there is another way. This time the way leads, instead of a haunted house or a mad scientists lab, for the path to enlightment.

About the title HARIS CIDNEE… You know the feeling when you wake up in the morning and a pair of – apparently – nonsensical words are swirling in your brain?

Montage is a fine word. Rolls right off your tongue.

I also kinda like junction.

My favourite in english language is definately spatula. In about four hours I’ll be cooking onions, red peppers & miscellaneous vegetables, and doing some spatuling.

Before that, I gotta do the laundry, stretch and walk the dog if I had one.

MONTAGE OF DAILY ROUTINES for ya.

For a person that doesn’t particulary like reggae, I seem to deal with that kind of rhythms surprisingly often.

Not that I particulary dislike reggae… It’s just that, it’s the same groove and mood all over again… You know… One song is fine, two is meh and three’s way too many.

Anywaaay, only slightly annoying, semi-reggae of the day: SUMMER CAMP TALENT SHOW.

Since it’s almost december, I think it’s appropriate to put out some christmas music. Dear world, can you please not to stuff all that x-massy stuff to my face in october!

Last year we went with a tune, that was like a picturesque wintery post card with a text “greetings from Finland”. This time we’re about just as traditional, only in a merrier way.

TOMTE TROUPE TRILL is those creepy christmas elves stalking behind our windows. You know, spying us, writing down who’s been good, bad or ugly.

Merry listening.

Umm, there’s very little to say about PIGSY GOES TO TOWN. It’s another silly little tune named after some animal.

I guess I like silliness & animals.