A new day, a new post. A new track (to some of you). I’d love to know how many people are actually reading all of this, but I haven’t yet quite figured out the whole stat-tracking business. Anyway, here you go. One of my favourites.
Sadie (click for description)
Work continues, slowly, on some new stuff. I’m really torn about what I’m doing. The music I make sounds good to me, and I guess that’s all that should matter… or should it? Are we lying to ourselves when we claim we only make music for ourselves? I think so. I’m not Prince, so I don’t have a huge vault with hundreds of songs no one’s ever going to hear. No, I have about 60 that are too embarrassing to post here, and if you’ve heard them, you’d understand.
Back in the day, I remember making them, and thinking “Yes! I love it! Cut, print, ship… to nowhere.” It was like I was pretending I had some sort of record deal. I had release dates for my CDs, album art… the whole thing. And it was FUN! I loved it, my then-musical-cohort Ben loved it, not a care in the world whether or not the tracks sounded like something Eno or Jean Michel Jarré would put out. It was a strange mix. Words would never go with them, but they weren’t written/composed as any normal electronic/dance/house/trance/whatever track. It was as if we were trying to make the instrumental equivalent of early They Might Be Giants songs. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, find “Chess Piece Face” by TMBG. It’s a weird song, and I’ve never gotten into it. But they put it out, they promoted it, they referenced it in another song. Again, not the type of thing you’d ever hear over the airwaves.
Eventually, they matured, grew, whatever you want to call it. They make more complicated songs. Some might say more listenable. I wouldn’t. I love new and old TMBG. Maybe I love it all because I’m a fan, maybe I love it all because it gives me an excuse to make music that might not fit…. anywhere at all. Someday, I might post an old track. I’ll be tough. It’ll give me goosebumps and shivers, but in the bad way. “Ewww… I can’t believe I actually made that and thought it was good once upon a time.”
But music is music, and making rhythmic sounds for the ages pleases me greatly, and I think it always will.
Rock on with your weird self.