Long meditation on the dying of my thoughts in times so very far away so long ago, it’s hard to describe hard to understand so it is just music, a heavily worked out effort a time that almost destroyed me, and in a way I feel it falling back upon me, pushing me outwards from here into a dreadful, mysterious, place where even ghosts ignore, the fear behind a spiritual crisis so strong and ignoble I don’t know how to talk about except in a wordless, placeless, timeless beyond
Protest Discord Melodic Despise Trump Drone
AN AMERICAN NIGHTMARE IN ORANGE AND GREY
This is a protest song. I despise the new president, am ashamed of his inaugural speech and have nothing good at all to say of him. Tell my close friends and family you are worried because this is a discordant and melodic, awful vocals, distorted to squeeks and squawks in some parts and is hateful, just all out spiteful and hateful for the beast in chief. If you know you will dislike it and need to tell me I am an idiot and antiAmerican dumbass, fine, First Amedment allows us this pleasure just be nicer to me than I am towards that family.. I will delete it anyway. That aside, I hope you give it a chance. Hear it as modernist, as protest and for the craft. I worked 12 hours finalizing it. It is not easy to sing as badly as I do. I do not understand why people like him, and when they try to tell me they always turn devilish and mean which speaks volumes more than my paltry work. Peace, Love, Hope.
I wish it used the attached photo when I post to FB or other sources instead of photo of me in heaven with Hong Kong Cuisine.
Symphony #9 Electronica: Planetary Distance and that of Simply A Hug, a Love (3 parts, first is dissonant so be prepared)
It starts out harsh and dissonant, and as each movement swells into presence it becomes more melodic and warm, until the end where it bounces back and forth as if indecisive and confused, which is the nature of human kind, the subject of this work, until it reaches a point of coherence and affection, of love and the need to be felt, to be held and just to hear the words “I Love You”. That is what this symphony in 3 parts is about, is what it is which is why the comparison to planetary distance. It is as if the world today has become a place of dissonance and gossip, of slander, of fear, of the inability to simply hug one another and say “It’s cool” rather than to pursue hate and argument. Just say It’s Cool, and move on to what is the heart and soul of us all, individual and as a people. Love. Love. Love.
Distant Neptune, of why our ethos, our heart, our fever dreams
I was thinking about….as so many things begin…of ethics and necessity. Distant planet one and the song undulating forever in our preconscious not knowing if to play in happiness or to recover the message and sustained artifacts of the struggle over being and decay, of becoming and destruction, of why. Yeah, just ending with “of why.”
Peace Memorial 2016
Farewell to who were so brilliant and inspiring. Goodbye beloved land, our musical heroes, artists, actors and souls of God. A year, a heartbreak all in one; and yet in spite of a nation devoted to hatreds and greatest of stupid moves, there were a few things that rose to the surface and granted peace in what was lost and what was found. Pray for me. Pray for us.
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