There’s only a handful of guitar players of who you can say that there’s before and after him/her. Or I guess you can say it about anyone, but that’d be just silly.

Anyway, there’s definately before and after Jimi Hendrix. And I’m sure that most of you out there agree. That “hendrisque” style of playing is just as relevant today as it was fifty years ago. And difficult.

Plus, hendrisque is a nice sounding word. Like pythonesque or dalisque.

Anyway 2, NEVER RUNNING W is konganesque interpretation of hendrisque guitar playing.

Unlike in many other cases, in jazz, mainstream isn’t a derogatory term. It’s perfectly legit to describe something as mainstream jazz.

So, here we go: IVES GOT CLASS is mainstream jazz!

Overall it’s a pretty basic tune, with coolness and hip and all.

And remember folks: “Jazz is not dead it just smells funny.”

It seems that we’re on the brink of new age, again. Yeah, I should bring my categories up to date…

Perhaps five o clock in the summer.

FARER is clouds passing by, soft burbling of a brook and a nice grove with pretty flowers.

Getting all sentimental here.

Ok, here’s another tune that almost got lost on my hard drive.

In a true garage blues fashion, there’s only guitar & drums in AUBURN NEVER KNOWS. And what they do is rock on, baby!

The occasionally appearing, seemingly appropriate noise is octaver, trying to figure out which way go to next. Love that sound!

Sad makeup on a clown is like a loose finger on top of a birthday cake. Scary and quite unnecessary.

The effect on that face is major and minor (maybe diminished) chord both trying to gain dominance. The eternal struggle between orienting the toilet paper roll over or under.

ROYAL DANCE OF THE ORANGUTAN is light background music for a circus or a carnival. You know, a fellow with a moustache like a mountain bandit playing calliope, frightening German tourists.

Also apes and people with cotton candy heads.

I’ve been wanting to make some proper finnish music for a long time. There really were three options of how to approach the situation:

– Very minimalistic (and maybe animalistic) stuff for a kantele and a pair of rocks
– Acoustic folksy stuff in the saddest possible key
– Humppa

As I chose to go along with the latter, I now present thee GOBI DESERT HUMPPA.

The desert in question might not be the most finnish thing ever, but hey, I’ve had worse song titles.

“Start to live. Live to empathize. The moment lives!”

– Else, Dakar 1996

And yes, there’s NO NEED TO COUNT the stairs when the lights are on.

Todays feature presentation is a tune in which a fictional band called THE GONDOLAS PLAYS POP.

It’s a fun tune, meant to cause good mood and it has a ton of guitars.

I don’t remember the exact number of guitar tracks used, but it was a lot.

No, more than that. It was a lot!

83 AND 5 is a not-so-musical monstrosity. It’s supposed to be very oh so very scary.

Best served with headphones, yourself being the one that’s chilled & shaken.

Abba is highly logical.

Rondo is ABA, ABACA or ABACABA.

“Abacab” isn’t really ABACAB, nor ACCAABBAAC. It’s actually ABABCABD.

WHEN YOUR MIND GOES CRASH BANG WOOSH is AABCCBACCBA.

Abracadabra is a powerful word, not to be confused with “Debra Kadabra”. It’s also an album by everybody.

“Pioneers Over C” is ABCDEABCDFGABCDEH, a really nasty bugger.

“Space Shanty” is ABCDEFGHIJKCLMB. Yeah, those fellows sure didn’t like repeats.

Humans repeatedly think the darnest things.