… I don’t suppose “UNPAID GIGS” were always a lot cooler in all ways other than money, than PAID GIGS.
but it seems that the model these days is
-teach people to think that chicken-feed is in fact the greatest meal on earth
-pay the poorest people on the planet (children in 3rd world countries, it seems) as little as possible to make the thing, as cheaply as possible.
-sell the stuff for a shit ton of money to said “dumbed-down people who don’t know better”
-completely ignore anything cultural, historic, intellectual, feeling, human, ANYTHING other than this, reducing people who DO care about
anything other than money
pushing those of us who DO care
too desperation in the process.
man, corporations, if all you care about is money
that is a sad fuckin state of affairs man.
I want no part of your jive-ass garbage machine.
go to hell.
I stick with my unpaid but human and communal and enjoyable and life-affirming gigs.
Category Archives: I’m a Crazy Artist
hmmm…
One thing done, no more
I never seem (unless I like what I’m doing, which means it’s never “work” (unless the work is fun) ahem
I never seem to want to take more than one step at a time towards something (when I am “actually” taking steps, I mean.)
thiS THIS Would be the reason for my new found “keep my house tidy” thing, where I am um, not letting things become a mess….
it’s only because I know, from THOUSANDS of past experiences, that if there are two, three, ten, 100 pieces of “whatever” to organize, pick up, through out, that will be
one, two nine and ninety-nine too many, respectively.
if there are ever “more than one thing to do”, I simply won’t do the work.
as such, we keep it such that there can never be more than ONE piece of misplaced laundry, ONE this, one that, etc.
any more is too much for me of little concentration when there is no interest.
needless to say, when there is interest, I can go all night.
p.s.
MUSIC is a tag in this post because it would be an example of one thing that does not feel like work and IS done all night.
Thought of the Day 4 27 15, ask Self:
Thought of the Day 4 27 15
Ask self daily what I would do if I thought I could do anything, and WITHOUT any guilt or shame from um, other people’s opinions of me (supposed or otherwise)
pretty powerful.
you know, I really do know A LOT of people
you know, I really do know
A LOT of
people, and a high percentage of them are super cool.
this could be and (who shallst I kid)
already HAS been VERY USEFUL.
there are always, for lucky me,
kind folks abounding, to advise, and to play music, and offer kind words, and most excellently to
BE in FUN AWESOME MUSICAL PROJECTS.
hell with all that NORMAL shit that we sometimes have to do for money,
that ain’t the spice or MEANINGFUL stuff in life.
thank thee
grinding process musical composition thoughts….
shapes, musical shapes… of pieces…. hmmm….
is it event-based….
is it minimalist…
or is it minimalist-TEXTured, with events nonetheless….
which kinda….
maybe reduces if not defeats, the purpose of it not being full-blown minimalist….
so many questions…
and perhaps none of them matter…
“if it sounds good to you, it’s bichen.”
-frank zappa
but is it sounding good to you the ONLY thing that matters….
grr…..
I give orders
I don’t understand the proverbial CLERK, or GRUNT.
I ain’t the type be like “yes sir.” I’m the type who
1. if I don’t like something, I won’t even want to be there Ideally speaking.
2. if I AM there, I’ll either be GIVING the orders, or
3. adding my 60 cents (much more than two) whenever I see fit.
IT SEEMS I HAVE LEADERSHIP SKILLS! HAHAHAAAA!!!!
I say I don’t “underSTAND” them because I simply am not one, I mean.
a nifty aspect of harmony
well, one nifty aspect of hearing music from a long time ago in your life (high school wind-ensemble music, to be precise)
is recognizing certain harmonies, that you simply hadn’t learned about that.
such as a DbM7 chord, in c minor…didn’t know about M7 chords yet, nor those a half step above the root in a minor key:)
piece is
MASQUE by W. Francis Mcbeth (didn’t even know this piece was by him, Just remembered a piece called Masque, from ages ago, that I liked and never had found.)
not asking and not getting
sigh, I wonder what other people are asking for…. I wonder what I could be asking for…. that I’m not….
now it is a depressing night, yes.
blkahblah, you should ask for things, or you won’t get them (from whomever, the universe, whatever)
when other people get them, I guess they asked, or whatever, who knows.
wonder if I believe I’ll get or have nothing, and wonder if I do in fact have nothing, and wonder if I am somehow causing it to happen, not happen, to me. blah blah
sensitive, fearful, brave, yes
sigh, WELL
being one of the most sensitive, fearful (and brave, yes, they tell me) people
is crazy sometimes. you’re not supposed SUPPOSED to compare yourself negatively to others, but it’s hard not too. almost ALL of them, either seem to have perfect lives, or have ALWAYS seemed to, even 15 years ago, and those that had “apparent challenges” have nonetheless moved WAY past them, even though these people are like 10 or more years younger than you, if they ever had them at all.
yes, there “are” ” a very few” friends who clearly, like me, DO still have such challenges. I just counted you. I count TEN. everyone else, nope.
but what do I know, really. everyone else “does” have challenges, and of course their lives aren’t perfect, though hell they sure seem to me….
let’s change tone from “already fluctuating between genuine and sarcastic and resentful” to
thoughtful….
…
no, I am not in these people’s heads. perhaps they ARE unhappy, perhaps they DO wish for what I have, yes.
ok, hell with it, let’s stay happy, there’s things to do after all…
musico-rhythmic interest in minimalist and not
here we go again…. 4 21 15…
what
DOES….
musical interest in a piece
COME from (a piece that happens to be for non-melodic percussion of course.)
ON TALEOLOGY, “EVENTS”, MINIMALISM, MUSICAL INTEREST…
except I’ve nothing to say, as the endless thoughts I’ve had are all unbounded and disconnected and would make no sense would take two many rambling words to even try to say as of yet….
and it’s all TASTE in the end, anyhow…
this somehow reminds me of the skepticism of David Hume… yes?
(I’ll have much more to say about this, but not yet…)