Category Archives: music

The Dark Side of the Loon

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darksundry.gifThere was a rainbow around the moon tonight at ten and I ran up to the roof to watch the lunatic clouds flowing by all back lit in a Pink Floyd prism and I was thinking about Rick Wright dying and David Foster Wallace hanging himself from the end of an infinite jest and the stink of sepsis fills the house from the necrotic tumor of my slowly dying dog and it was another day at the vet with free falling finance and the threat of reemergent Republicans buzzing in my ear from my little A.M. radio I use to keep my self from going insane, or it’s opposite. So I thought of the Organ opening to Us and Them from the Dark Side of the Moon and decided to share it with you. A little memorial service from the cathedral of cold front clouds.

Once Upon A Time

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dylan.jpgDylan Played Prospect Park in Brooklyn. He sounded pretty good and I enjoyed how he works the key boards these days.
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Spent a lot of yesterday watching Renaldo and Clara on You Tube. In the way it uses music and reality and fiction and improv and documentary it feels like online video long before there was such a thing. I’m so glad to have found it after all these years of wondering. I even like how it’s divided up into 53 sections by someone called Kafka 05. Poetry is a virus.

Drawings For Broken Machines

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Experimenting with my glitched camcorder; I made drawings in black ink and red paint. I was looking at the camera and simply making abstract marks which were abstracted further by whatever music of failure has entered my machine. I tried to sing along with it in garage band (using cardboard tubes pointed at the tiny mic on my computer).
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Feisty

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Went to the Feist show last night at Prospect Park. Lot’s of Estrogen. Lot’s of rain. Some interesting simple visual projections got me thinking about the abstract shape of the stage and the crowd and the sliver of vision I could capture with my little still camera. For what it’s worth.

Hat In The Wind

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Went to see Colin Stetson play last night at Monkeytown. He plays solo saxaphone and all those wonderfull wood winds and its amazingly physical and passionate, but also seems to make a lot of sense after electronic and minimalist music. He was all over the room and the instrument and the sound echoed from the cinder block walls and went right through me. I drew in the first few chapters of Dharma Bums to try and capture the energy. It was like grabbing at smoke. I tried to work them today, but in the end I turned to the rice paper and whipped this drawing out… it’s about as close as I can get at the moment.colin.jpg

The Loneliest Monk

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The video is an experiment using piano notes from various Monk vids I pulled off of Youtube. I was watching Straight No Chaser last night and I’d always felt that certain moments in a Monk performance are like shards of colored glass from stained glass window… they sort of hang out there all alone. I wondered if it might not be fun to try and reassemble them into some new abstract shape. It would be an interesting electronic instrument that allowed you to play notes and video clips of you favorite musicians. It seems somehow related to how I’m using the page layouts of the Time Life book of Collectibles as a back bone for abstract paintings.facenotface.jpg