If You Need Time I'll Give You Mine

Things we only realize post-mortem: a song can be the fault of the chapter you're editing all week (and the subject matter thereof).

Honey Did You Make

Note that this song ends with an impersonation of someone barely keeping his head above the water. Here is a pictorial representation for good measure.

"Hupp" will go the song.

Not much sooner promised than delivered, at least a down payment. Here is the start of a new album, called "'Hupp' will go the song." There are no guaranties, but maybe one of the later songs will go "Hupp."

The first track is "The Good Ship Bessie May:"

The Old Mechanical

Roland Barthes: "A creative writer is one for whom writing is a problem."
Thomas Mann: "A writer is a person for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people."
I never expected to hear such reasonable things coming from Europe. Here's a song:



At track number ten, that pretty much wraps up this album. No word yet on the next one.

Image sources: Wikipedia/Life, respectively.

Don't Play the Game

This is the latest song. For something different, I made a music video. I learned three things in the process:

1. The iPod Nano has smooth edges.
2. The iPod Nano is rugged.
3. The iMovie is a very good and quite straightforward movie editor.



(All the non-me footage is from the Prelinger Archives.)

Here's the Bandcamp version, for them as care:

What Kind of Labor Shall I Find

Yes, I got a new watch. No, the watch alone was not enough to mark me as a nerd.

Magnesium

Songs have to deal with repetition in two ways: First, they are ideally sung and played over and over again, at different times and places. That's the kind of use one tries to design for. Second, there is inevitable repetition within songs. At the very least, the rhythm guitar part and bass (if any) will play the same pattern from one end to the other. That's ok, part of the weave and texture of a song. But when a single lyric or guitar lick is repeated, the effect for me is almost literally ad nauseam, as if I'm about to have a seizure unless I turn the radio off. This by way of apology for the brevity of my songs. I'm just trying to make something that will stand up to a few years of wear and tear.

Image Credit: oldcomputers.net