Absolute music means music, that’s about nothing. It doesn’t depict any event, emotion or object. Just melodies, harmonies, cadences, parts and what not. Interpreting the result is up to the listener.

If you come across to a musical piece titled something like: “Violin concert op. 14 in Gb major” by Ernst Von Hubbels, that would be a fine example of absolute music.

I’ve always avoided naming my tunes like that, although I like the idea of not forcing my thoughts for the listener. Just a habit I guess.

I had already completed the work in question when I came up with the expression THE LAST THANK YOU. And no, I have no idea whats that about. So there’s my almost absolute music for ye.

Q: How to make music sound old in a good way?

A: Easy. Use old equipment.

Q: How to make music sound old in a good way, without a hangar full of dusty & barely functional recording gear?

A: Well…

KERNEL HEART is an experiment in the field of “vintagezation”, trying to make a tune sound like it was recorded ages ago.

It’s been a while since the last RnB update. Oops, my bad.

COFFEE AND EMPATHY is some RnB, funk to be precise. It’s pretty organic, you know it’s got “real” drums, trumpet and saxophone.

I really should use saxophones more often… After all, it’s the electric guitar of jazz… (And electric guitar is the violin of rock…) And because saxes are great!

I guess I also should use Hammond organ more sparingly… But they’re great too!

Problems, problems.

Today kongano.com is officially a full year older than yesterday. Oh boy, oh boy! A little PHANFARE for that.

Back to work.

Ok so, this one’s not particulary scary. Or haunting. Or hallowed. But it’s been sitting on my hard drive for a good while, and I thought it’s about time.

ABORRENEAN EARRIP BLUES is horrible. Not that it’s made poorly, I just kind of anticipate that nobody’s ever going to like it nor use it. So go ahead, prove me wrong!

It’s cold, heavy, repetitive and highly mathematical, electrikc mayhem.

About the making of the song… I gotta quote Sister Mary Lazarus here: “It was hell on earth, I loved it.”

Happy halloween folks.

Few of my songs have made me actually laugh out loud. Not lol, that doesn’t mean squat. But you know, belly moving, mucus escaping, slowly dying and then restarting laughter.

I remember one time the laughing struck when I started thinking, what would 14 year old me think about the song I had just completed. And I tell you, the 14 y/o brat would’ve not approved. (The song in question was “Melange pour trois”, found in the jazz category.)

Next weeks song caused some painful smiling, but for very diffrent reasons. More of that later on. In a week to be precise.

HEADLESS TURQUOISE caused some hysterical giggling during the final stages of it’s making. The tune is just so stupidly fun.

See for yourself.

That’s right, I am now officially accepting commissions. Finally!

Here’s how it works in a nutshell:

I make a tune + you give me money = we both happy

More details can be found in YOUR TUNE.

Once upon a time…

Umm…

Since the times of ancient Romanians…

Önng…

Ok, actually not much to say about OMAHA BREWHAHA. It’s a simple solo piano piece, with silent film-like qualities.

Yeah…

Stupid blank page syndrome.

What do you get when you combine 1-ups, mellotrons with natural delay, lofi percussions and bass, playing nonsense, horribly out of tune?

DONCE CAPRI is definitely not the most convential dance music. But hey, it moves & grooves and it’s got untss.

Fun little coincidence of the day: The tunes lenght is also Donald Ducks cars licence plate!

Sock rig bacons.
Cognac bros ski.
Sick cobra song.
Grabs coin sock.
Iron cogs backs.
Sickos corn bag.
Crab cooks sign…
Basic rock song: MR SO BLOKE.