My songs – as well as these posts – surprisingly often come in pairs. You know, you just involuntarily end up making two tunes that share the same qualities. Stupid self-plagiarist!

KAT NIP is definately kin to my previous tune “Doge pep”, found in the pop section. And like it’s predecessor it’s about (overly) chirpy, but still loveable domesticated animals.

Yep yep.

My songs surprisingly often come in pairs. You know, you just involuntarily end up making two tunes that share the same qualities. Stupid self-plagiarist!

ABANDONED is definately kin to my previous tune “Zone”, found in the ambience section. And like it’s predecessor it’s about abandoned buildings. Hotels, schools, factories, just common houses.

Dust, burned books, collapsed ceilings, dripping water, plants taking over… Those who’ve seen Tarkovskys “Stalker” and played “Fallout 3” know the drill.

Completely unnecessary fact of the day: Although I recorded this one quite recently, I originally wrote this one on a sheet of paper during my last christmas holiday. Some X-mas music, huh?

Without further ado, the next brood of SHORTS:

“Those little quick ones” is only what is promised in the songs description. Well, I guess it can also be described as zappaesque. The title is a citation from the fellow.

“Xandu bamaha”s whole idea is a one long fade-in. The colors of the pallet are all cosmic, glittering, star-screaming, space-loving keyboards. It’s like, like ever expanding universe!

“Glimpse of darifoo” is a short passage from my unfinished work, that I was working on a good ten years ago. Boo hoo for that, but at least I got something out of it.

Yep.

And then we’re off to the jazzy world of jazziness. Todays songs specific genre within jazz would be third stream. It borrows elements and instruments normally associated with western classical music.

I really like how instruments as bass clarinet and alto flute blend in with more conventional jazz brass.

IT JUST DOESN’T MATTER is one of my favourite movie quotes, and sounds very much of a jazz tune title. You know like, “It don’t mean a thing”, “It’s easy to remember” or “It’s a hippity-hop bebop”.

I only made up the last one.

This is a song about GREEN THINGS. They keep ya regular. They’re real good for yo.

IN DREAMS THEY DANCEs work was in progress for months.

The very first idea for the guitar part came to me when I was tuning my guitar. I didn’t think of it as a serious idea though, mainly because as every guitarist out there can tell, the guitar picking pattern is about the dumbest imaginable: The most obvious thing you can play with harmonics.

Anyway, the riff kept coming back to me and I slowly started to appreciate its naivety.

So I recorded the stupid part with a steel string acoustic guitar and doubled it with a nylon one. After that the song really wrote itself. The flute doing the melody and a bit of mellotron.

Pretty cute little tune it turned out to be.

Let me introduce you the cast of ZONE:

– Coins as footsteps on gravel
– Newspaper as dripping water
– Resonating fan as wind and just a threatening fan
– Several drinking glasses with varying amounts of water as extras
– Piano as piano
– Tons of effects as toxic green

Recording this kind of stuff really makes you feel like a mad scientist. Or just a regular crazy person. Fun.

You gotta have balance. In life, music and bank account.

After last weeks rumble, the balance is provided by EVERPOOL. It’s pop-classical, of a very visual fashion.

So, sit back, close your eyes and take a journey into a magical la la land.

Sometimes it’s necessary to make therapeutic music: Music mostly for myself, for the sake my mental health. And if folks find use for this sort of monstrosities, that’s a nice bonus.

What makes a good therapeutic making of a song then? Beats me. I’ve been doing improvisation based stuff as well as highly mathematical, very strict compositions. And blues, pop and classical and so on.

I guess the healing ingredient is just to make whatever seems fun at the moment.

RENT IS TOO HIGH is definitely a “leave ur brain off before entering”-kinda piece. It’s loud, rude and crude. Aesthetically it falls into the “ugly is beautiful”-category.

And it was a blast to make.

And then it’s time for some nice electric storms, gigantic neon signs and never-ending rain.

Unlike many other old sub-genres of sci-fi, cyberpunk doesn’t feel dated. It’s still a scary what if-scenario about the future.

Sure, we nowdays have mechanical hearts, cybercrime and oculus rift. And robotic prostheses and segways and virtual reality. And we’ve got laser eye surgery, self-tuning guitars, smart phones and the internets…

Ok, now that I give it a second thought, cyberpunk doesn’t feel that futuristic anymore. It feels like today! Welcome to the future, my past self!

Soundtracko cyberpunko: NOMADO FUTURO.