Photo by icyblue
Photo by icyblue
Sometimes phrases that are very familiar to others manage to bi-pass your radar for years and years, slipping by unheard, unread or never spoken in your presence or direction. I only recently heard the phrase "In a brown study", which is odd as I'm sure there have been plenty of opportunities for someone to use it around me, as I slip off into another introspective daydream - and as always happens with a new word or phrase, once it's out the bag you can't stop coming across it in the following weeks, jumping out at you left, right and centre, making you wonder how you ever avoided exposure to it in the first place.
So when this short track was in progress, there was no question of what it should end up being called.
photo by TheeErin
Here's a new track which grew out of tinkering with a repeated guitar figure - double-tracked, harmonised and looped to within an inch of its life...
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This instrumental was written for a recent soundtrack project, and features violins and cellos at the heart of the track - something I hadn't done for a while, spurred on in part by getting hold of the the Miroslav Philharmonik library for Reason. I expect there'll be more on the way soon as I explore it. So far I've been mostly impressed, apart from the over-elaborate vibrato on some parts.
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The melody on this track is played on a bowed saw, or 'singing saw' as it's sometimes known. Bend a saw blade, find the sweet spot with a bow, and away you go. I love the sound you can make with it, almost like an acoustic version of another personal favourite, the theremin. Compared to the theremin, it's physically more demanding - and perhaps not as much fun as waving your arms about - as you have to maintain an 'S' shape to make a note, but the advantage is once you have a note it's a little easier to control the pitch. I also think the saw is harder to reproduce electronically than the theremin because of the fragility of the note's tone and sustain, and the sound made by the brushing of the bow hair on the metal.
Electric Candle Machine: Download the mp3
The name comes from a machine I saw in the cathedral at Santiago de Compostela. Pop a coin in and ping! on comes an electric candle. A poor substitute for the real thing, and something of a disappointment in such a famous medieval church. But I guess churches have to find cost savings as much as anyone.
Manifiesto: Download the mp3
Manifiesto was the first Victor Jara song I heard, an appropriate starting point as he sets out his aims for his canción nueva (sincerity and truth, uplifting and uniting) after praising the corazón de tierra and feeling of the guitar.
Saturday: Download the mp3
The re-acquiantance with an old amplifier came in good time to do this more traditional track recently for a production company. In some ways a step backwards but enjoyable all the same.
It was used in the BBC3 programme Amy: My Body for Bucks
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Tú Dónde Estarás: Download the mp3
I first heard this track on a tape that was a copy-of-a-copy, without track listings, which just had the name 'Congreso' on it. The previous copy had been given to my friend Omar by someone from Chile, and he duplicated it for me. That was about all I knew, but I was grabbed by this song that opened the album. I couldn't track down the album for years, though I did find a more recent album from what I presumed was the same group, which turned out to be a disappointment. As for more information on the band, I just knew they were from Chile, and were some loose collective with a vague connection to a music professor at some Chilean university; they took traditional Andean music and mixed it with rock, haunting harmonies and complex rhythms, without shying from a spot of dissonance here and there. I still haven't got the album this comes from, but did manage to track down an mp3 of it recently. My version here is pretty faithful in structure and melody, but with a few instrumentation changes including a spot of theremin and glass harmonica.
Just when I thought I was out... they pull me back in.
I got my old Orange amp fixed with a view to selling it, as it's just been taking up cupboard space for the past 5 or 6 years. It's also big and very heavy, and nearly puts my back out just moving it to get at anything. So to the local amp repairman it went. But as soon as I got it back I needed to check it was alright, which also meant having to get new strings for the electric guitar which was also gathering dust and cobwebs. Before I knew it a quick check had turned into a few hours of rediscovering the old sounds and settings, going on a trip back in time. Not the original intention at all, but a couple of recordings came out of the reacquaintance, of which this is the first.
And now I can't bring myself to sell the amp.

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