So not very often I play some stuff with these folks I know. It's free jazz. No, just kidding. Maybe it's more like noise pop rock jams? Wait, that's what I had for breakfast.
So recently I was semi-involved in a project. I mean, I did some readings. These were complied with other readings and merged with various soundscapes. The whole is quite good. I get the same sort of loneliness vibe that permeates most of my thought-out projects.
It is called Whirldwinds & Wolves, by a lovely fella who makes multimedia website creepiness under the name DreamCamEra. I highly recommend checking out his site in general. If you are the sort of person who reads this blog, then you will be the sort of person who won't be disappointed
I got a letter from this fella on Soundcloud, but I didn't know how to write him back. So instead of that I listened to his tracks, and checked out his bandcamp. Guess what? It's some pretty cool stuff. I'd go give it a look, if I were you. I'll include here his album, which is described thus: "a prospective soundtrack to the nonexistent film "Baidarka", set in western Alaska during the early 19th century and stretching until the American purchase. Inspiration drawn from Dr. Aurel Krause's geographical surveys. Recorded in Gabe and Lucas' houses on Itsequal , winter 2012. "
Got a funnily formal email today, from a fella in a band called Hintergrund. They are a dup from Columbus, Ohio. Pretty swell droney, fuzzy stuff. It's like your ears are petting a sleepy kitten, but that kitten is made out of the aurora borealis. Auralra borealis? He also happens to review music on a blog that I think I'm gonna get into. Got some reviews up from some of my Edmonton buddies, Pidgeon Breeders, Taiwan and Congregations. So check that out. This is the album info: "Hintergrund - Nemesis
Tracklist:
1. Dread Majesty
2. Empty Space
3. Herbstmord
4. As the Elk Lays Down to Die
5. Circuit
6. Grid
Brian Sopher: Prepared saxophone, circuit bending, loops and production
Tyler Thompson: Prepared saxophone, guitar, art and design
Songs leftover from Slaughterhouse. These were songs meant to go on the Slaughterhouse album, in between all the unsong tracks. They are... I don't know what. Songs. Made up with other people's music. This is what happens when I try to make a "rock" album and realize I can't play instruments.
So I went and made this video for a series of songs entitled Slaughterhouse. Eventually I will put it out as a digital album, featuring a few other pretty shitty songs. But for now you can just enjoy this stuff.
I am a terrible blogger, I know. That is why I don't write song reviews or something. I just forget what I am doing all the time. But I do like musics so why not post some right?
Here is a fella I met some time ago... He is a decent guy. His music is just lovely. It's got some poppy beats and stuff and then... well, just listen to it. That's way better than somebody telling you about it.
Okay, so, there is that. Speaking of musics, I have been going to a wealth of shows this summer. Quite enjoyable. My favourites are the low key ones. I mean, I like dancing and whatnot, but I really like just relaxing, hanging out with a few good folks. Um, but, I dunno if they have music on the internet for me to show you. Oh, how sad. I weep now.
But I was at a show last night that was quite nice. Max Uhlich (I've posted a song by him before) played a fantastic little bit. Dennis Rodman (not that one) sang with the voice of an angel. 1000 Donalds now Huckleberry... well actually I missed that part but the sound check was quite nice. Sorry Donald!
And then Bonspiels. Formed from G*A*S*M (They've also showed up here) and Crooked Furrows or whatever, with their roots in Gold Rush and love, they are becoming a fabulous little band. Rocking out, not quite with their cocks out, but you can see the quivering members are just waiting for their time to shine. Oh, gross.
Anyhow, with all this going on I haven't had time to make a billion garageband songs a day. So... sorry. Besides, this blog is really suppose to be about everybody else.
Golly, I haven't been updatin' a lot, have I? Well, I've been busy right? Something... I was working on a new album for a while, but it needs a couple more songs and I don't feel like doing them right now. When it comes out though... gosh. I'll like it, at least. Love it maybe. Who knows? I can be terribly narcissistic sometimes, which is funny if you know me.
Um... this one though? It's not so good. Just things I did for kicks. A poem I wrote based on a song. I decided I wouldn't use this stuff for anything good but still made a rad cover for it.
I had it up on Bandcamp, but actually I don't want to sully Meat Force's actual releases with this retarded garbage. So instead I will put it up at INTERNET ARCHIVE. That's where I put up everything else. Why not?
Bass Off came to us in a drunken dream. It's legend mentioned in a previous post.
This was the very first jam, and probably still the best. With backup drummer, spoon rattling in bowl, we were taken to heights never again seen by mortal man.
Music should be for anybody. Should be by anybody. With advances in technology music no longer has to be for the elite among us who bothered learning how to play instruments. Anybody can music and everybody should.
This blog generally features non-traditional music that people have made and have nothing to do with. Music they intend to just throw away. If you have music like this feel free to send an email to meat dot force at gmail dot com. I cannot garuntee everything will be posted, but everything will be listened to.
