Disquiet Junto 0679 Ice Age
It's a new year, and we start it just like we have every year since the very start of the Disquiet Junto, back in January 2012: "Record the sound of ice in a glass and make something of it."This year I've mixed together tracks from the previous years and it was surprising the variety of styles and instruments.
naviarhaiku573 – Year’s end
This haiku shared by Naviar Records led me to revisit a process from previous years.
I sampled my daily writing practise, then quickly recorded a reading to go with a piece of music.
The words are below, since you can't really hear them:
Clear a space for truth
put demons on the table
we all have monsters
The familiar
our lived experiences
we never escape
Preoccupation
knowing unmentionables
hiding maligned forms
In these descriptions
old paraphernalia
wrestling for new life
Anchored ideas
peppered onto bathroom walls
I read the comments
My steps unbalanced
finding a new way forward
these steep learning curves
Personal essays
images that resonate
using metaphors
It leaves me beaten
along branches of wisdom
stick with what I know
Dulled by the moment
anything is possible
love profound boredom
Title on the door
master procrastinator
holds me to account
I don’t play tennis
when the ball is in my court
I’m hitting it back
The role I’ve taken
allowed to fully occupy
where I’m meant to be
Sometimes giving up
letting loose parts of myself
and it’s positive
I’ve backed myself in
wet paint around the corners
I’ll spend some time here
A love of the thing
not really a career
expert of nothing
Enjoy the journey
it’s different for everyone
like so much guidance
put demons on the table
we all have monsters
The familiar
our lived experiences
we never escape
Preoccupation
knowing unmentionables
hiding maligned forms
In these descriptions
old paraphernalia
wrestling for new life
Anchored ideas
peppered onto bathroom walls
I read the comments
My steps unbalanced
finding a new way forward
these steep learning curves
Personal essays
images that resonate
using metaphors
It leaves me beaten
along branches of wisdom
stick with what I know
Dulled by the moment
anything is possible
love profound boredom
Title on the door
master procrastinator
holds me to account
I don’t play tennis
when the ball is in my court
I’m hitting it back
The role I’ve taken
allowed to fully occupy
where I’m meant to be
Sometimes giving up
letting loose parts of myself
and it’s positive
I’ve backed myself in
wet paint around the corners
I’ll spend some time here
A love of the thing
not really a career
expert of nothing
Enjoy the journey
it’s different for everyone
like so much guidance
interpretations vary
so I guess words will travel
Robust narratives
explaining our lives away
it’s not magical
Without little words
sensibly made into thoughts
would I know myself
Finding small spaces
unused outlooks on the day
to make a window
My opacity
hiding in the everyday
beliefs are porous
We can save those gifts
people don't want those insights
lies are easier
We hold opinions
underestimate vastly
how truths destroy us
That crushing feeling
to hold a sensitive heart
wishing it weren’t mine
Something in my chest
resonates with emotion
reciting your words
It’s the easy thing
seeing only what I know
can you really blame me?
A slippery slope
I can go down a wormhole
lose myself a while
These are summaries
so when revisiting them
I'll find my own words
Thinking of my poems
as conversation partners
go let them mingle
We sometimes struggle
as our own brand of magic
fails to charm ourselves
Sometimes I’ll look back
some will say I’m different
but it’s just I’ve grown
Through a world of sound
the only filter I have
my discerning ear
Scanning the dial
your radio call signal
I’m the antenna
so I guess words will travel
Robust narratives
explaining our lives away
it’s not magical
Without little words
sensibly made into thoughts
would I know myself
Finding small spaces
unused outlooks on the day
to make a window
My opacity
hiding in the everyday
beliefs are porous
We can save those gifts
people don't want those insights
lies are easier
We hold opinions
underestimate vastly
how truths destroy us
That crushing feeling
to hold a sensitive heart
wishing it weren’t mine
Something in my chest
resonates with emotion
reciting your words
It’s the easy thing
seeing only what I know
can you really blame me?
A slippery slope
I can go down a wormhole
lose myself a while
These are summaries
so when revisiting them
I'll find my own words
Thinking of my poems
as conversation partners
go let them mingle
We sometimes struggle
as our own brand of magic
fails to charm ourselves
Sometimes I’ll look back
some will say I’m different
but it’s just I’ve grown
Through a world of sound
the only filter I have
my discerning ear
Scanning the dial
your radio call signal
I’m the antenna
It seems obvious
that lozenge rhymes with orange
but maybe that’s me
that lozenge rhymes with orange
but maybe that’s me
Synthetic synthesisers
Readers will know that I'm
predisposed to write about musical instruments, so I want to share a few
thoughts that draw trends in consumer
culture by looking at a product category that I like.
In this case, synthesisers.
There are three broad ideas to identify: cloud-based products, cheap knock-offs and declining quality among established brands.
The first concerns those subscription-based services one can access online and you might be surprised that synthesisers are a thing to rent in your internet browser.
My favourite recent commentator
about synthesisers is Florian Pilz and he says that cloud instruments
are a bad idea, so that's good enough for me because I love buying good
musical gear.
A benefit of having physical hardware is having something to sell when the good gear is not as good as you hoped it to be.
It's
getting harder to find the good stuff among all the Bad Gear that
Florian reviews among the jokes he doesn't make about Uli Behringer,
whose company has been making cheap versions of classic and contemporary
synthesisers and drum machines.
Behringer is
notoriously litigious but has been successful in making new models of
popular secondhand gear, some of which is stuff like the synths that a
company like Roland rents in their cloud subscription.
For
many consumers Behringer is the answer to the question why Roland
aren't selling versions of the classic TR-909 and TB-303 machines.
Critics have quoted the weirdly translated words of
Roland's CEO that the company "doesn't chase ghosts" as a way of
explaining that they've moved on, but others point out that the engineers who designed analogue intruments have probably all retired.
I
have Roland's "Boutique" range and also Behringer's colourful copies of
these XOX-boxes that gave rise to genres like Acid and Techno, as well
as all the subgenres that emerged under them.
Given
how those musical styles developed beyond the scope of Roland imagining
these little machines to play basslines and drums, it shouldn't be a
surprise that the company hasn't been able to read the marketplace.
It's said that the 909 drum machine was discontinued before it found a role in the rave revolution.
However, what surprises me is how often I reach for the Behringer models, despite them being cheaper and sounding rougher.
So
I think Behringer is providing a great service for people who want to
make electronic music and who doesn't? I think it was Uwe Schmidt who
described techno as modern folk music.
One
of the key observations that Pilz makes in the Bad Gear episode above is
that Roland probably doesn't care too much about these products.
He
estimates they might be less than 10% of Roland's business, but it was
Florian's comparison with Nestle that really drove home an analogy for
those who aren't analogue synth lovers.
This showed Roland's synths and drum machines are about as significant to their corporate reporting as chocolate is to Nestle.
The
company that makes Cadbury is clearly making a different product to the
confectionery that I ate in previous decades, which goes some way to
explain why I still have my TR-707 as it hasn't had a reissue or
imitation yet.
In conclusion I realise the
declining brands are a factor in the decision of Roland to make software
imitations for the cloud and watch as other companies make the products
that consumers want to buy.
It leads me to wonder what other celebrated brands are letting their legacy and IP go to waste?
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