A Collage of Westmont on Fire

I wanted to create something in remembrance of this event. So I took all the photographs that Brad Eliot took when Westmont was burning, I forget the link but I downloaded all of them. Anyway, I composed this using all 42 pictures.

Conversation of my life.

(10:08:05 PM) Markus: look at what you wrote
(10:08:11 PM) Brennan: no
(10:08:14 PM) Brennan: i refuse
(10:08:17 PM) Brennan: to scroll ujp
(10:08:21 PM) Brennan: it's like tetris
(10:08:40 PM) Brennan: there's no going back, im unidirectiol
(10:08:41 PM) Markus: "because of your mi8stake"
(10:09:07 PM) Brennan: voices from the future
(10:09:12 PM) Markus: HA
(10:09:19 PM) Brennan: tell Return of the Jedi to download faster
(10:09:38 PM) Markus: DO IT!
(10:09:41 PM) Markus: okay, done
(10:11:47 PM) Brennan: that didn't even tingle it's bits
(10:12:03 PM) Brennan: (the pun master is in town)
(10:12:36 PM) Markus: byte me
(10:13:17 PM) Brennan: that hrtz

I'll explain more about this later on. Just wait and smile.

Thieves - a missing link?

*Am I far off on this one?

It feels like it could lead into something very well. Don't know what quite yet. Some ideas floating around. Tinkering around like some blimp mechanic.

A lot of the tracks need polishing, that's a given since this is all just being mashed together with my looping pedal. I have a very high chance of becoming overwhelmed when the choice of possibility is presented. Maybe I'll have my new mac by then and it'll be my first project. Though I suspect I may become an electronica junkie right off the bat with all the beats I see you can make.

Now I'm reconsidering moving parts around, the actual composition comes next. Things are getting exciting.

A sudden ambush of stuff lunged up at me continually for the past few weeks.

I've been mulling over another piece for a while, trying to decide whether or not it belonged in this song. Since then I have come to the conclusion that it deserves its own legs. With that decided my brain decided to finally move past the tumble dry stage and come up with this bit. I hope you like it as much as I do.

• Part 1 - rCut2.
• Part 1 - rCut3.
  
  
  
  Lyrics:
  Don't be afraid of me.
  Lock your windows now they're coming.
  Don't be afraid of me.
  I will stop pretending if you do.
  *CherubBoyy
  
  Edit 11/24/2008:
  Added Part 2 - rCut3
  rCut3 adds a hint of xylophone and a new bass line over the "Lock your windows" line.

Thieves - another part of the puzzle

A lot of interesting things have been happening with this song. It originally started as this sort of meeting place where the members of The Jesus and Mary Chain and The Smiths sat down around a large wooden table and reminessed about their teenage years. But then space shot out my ears and the reverb dial couldn't hold still. After I had posted the part that I posted earlier, I went back and rethought a lot about how these bits would sound and how they would work together. 

I'm not sure if I've achieved either but I suppose these are the medium stages of a longer process.

I present my audience with another part from Thieves - my work in progress.

• It says "Part 3 - cut2" but don't trust it.
  
• Part 3 - cut3

Lyrics:
Who are you? Leave us alone. Thieves!


Fun facts about this chunk:
- didn't sound anything like this until after a wonderful bike ride at night where I met a fellow musician, Demez, who was also enjoying a bike ride.

- it's my first recorded guitar solo

- it's unfinished

- You'd think that a second piece of a song would clue its author in on what it's about.

Enjoy,

Brennan

P.S. I just noticed that mediafire (download host) has added a little ad beside the download button. Make sure to uncheck it unless you really like spam. Click on my ads instead.

[Edit: September 16, 2008 @10:27 p.m.]

Added new cut. 

Will be posting all subsequent cuts of this part when they become available. 

Thieves - part4 - cuts

Hello,

This is a section of a song I've been working on. It's called "Thieves". I thought it might be fun to show the/my fractal stages of songwriting.

Lyrics:
We need to feed. We are never full. We are thieves.

Links that are [hopefully] working:

• Part4 - Cut2

• Part4 - Cut3

If I can be as productive on the other parts I will upload those as well.

[Stay tuned. Use headphones.]

Cheers,
Brennan

[Edit: September 16, 2008 @10:17 p.m.]

Added old cut. For comparison's sake.

Will be posting all subsequent cuts of this part when they become available. 

Items of Interest

Tonight, on the eve of my 23rd birthday, I started a project.

I'm calling it 'Items of Interest' and it is as the name implies: about interesting things.
I have tasked myself with photographing items that strike me as interesting (people, objects, places) from here and there.The goal of this project is to discover these items along the routes that I take everyday or that reside within a close proximity to my apartment. Through this I hope to gain thoughts and ideas that originate from reflecting on these pieces.

There are rules of course.
For instance, I can only take one shot of each item. (So make it count.) Also I am not allowed to overlook an item of interest. If the notion registers for even the slightest second, due must be paid. This is not a race. That would overlook something key in this whole exercise: the matter of slowing down.

I hope to document my findings both here and within a Picasa album that I'll soon be creating and adding to this post. You didn't think I was going to leave you out of this?

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As soon as the earth is a blurry photograph, it'll only be shootable from space. We move too fast around here. Everything changed yesterday. And as for today, it already feels like tomorrow.
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Cheers,
Brennan

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*Edit (August 20, 2008)*
Web Album:

Items of Interest

The Butterscotch Family sticks together.

That is all.