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  • .e 11:13 pm on September 26, 2009 Permalink
    Tags: dairy, , guitar, music, recording   

    dear dairy 

    if there was a prize given out for “most dairy products consumed in a single day” then i’m pretty sure i wouldn’t even come close to it. but if there was, today was a day that might make me quietly wonder in 30 or 40 years, hey, with some training, i wonder if i could have been a contender.

    i also figured out a way to stream my sound card to my guitar. i haven’t found a use for this yet but i’m pretty that when i do it’ll be brilliant.

     
  • .e 6:11 pm on September 26, 2009 Permalink
    Tags: , dubstep, , music   

    globalization of monoculture 

    one of the people interviewed for the Helvetica movie mentions that he thinks that the democratization of design is going to end the concept of “eras”, concepts like 60s being the era of modernism, 70s were a backlash, 90s were the grunge, etc. the idea of designers as a closed culture, one that shares influences, and all know what the others are doing, is going to be made obsolete as millions of people start teaching themselves the processes, going into it with no knowledge of the past, and very willing to simply trial+error until they get something that appeals to them

    i want agree and disagree. on one hand we do still see trends, things like the rounded corners of the first wave of web2.0, which implies that simple hivemindedness can duplicate the effects of single points of distribution and design monoculturalism. on the other hand, how long did that trend last? one, maybe two years? and what percentage of the world was affected? it seems relevant to me, but a disproportionate amount of my design exposure comes from websites. that whole fad was probably not even a blip in the actual design world

    i talked about the same phenomenon showing up in audio and music culture. i’m not sure if it will be possible for a genre, a culture, to start and grow into an actual world phenomenon starting from now. there simply might be too many people speaking at the same time for anyone to be heard.

    counter-example: dubstep. counter-counter-example: dubstep. yes it’s a genre that is clearly different and clearly new, but on the other hand it hasn’t grown a visual culture, it isn’t growing very quickly, and i don’t think it has lasting power in the sense that the things it came from (jungle, dub) have, did, and do.

    not that it really matters much to the average person. we will have helvetica corporate brands and 4 person guitar rock on radio, and the average person will be perfectly ok with that, because really, why shouldn’t they. you can’t worry about every damn detail of your life 24/7.

     
  • .e 6:09 pm on September 23, 2009 Permalink
    Tags: , , music, overanalysis   

    all gothenburg metal must have crap lyrics 

    an attempt to make sense from the song “only for the weak”, by In Flames

    lyrics:

    I can’t tolerate your sadness

    Cause it’s me you are drowning (You’re drowning me)
    I won’t allow (allow) any happiness
    Cause everytime you laugh, I feel so (so weak)… guilty (guilty)
    I feel so guilty

    Am I forced to have any regret
    I’ve become the lie, beautiful and free
    In my righteous own mind
    I adore and preach the insanity you gave to me

    Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
    No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me

    I’ve lost the ability to paint the clouds
    Cause it’s me you’re draining (You’re draining me)
    I’m stuck in this slow-motion dark tale
    Cause everytime you run, I fall (fall).. behind (behind)
    I fall behind

    And so I hear my voice again
    The tale of the bitter man there I am
    Shake the silence and hear what it says
    The tranquil pride that become the lie

    Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
    No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me

    ok, here we go:

    • you are drowning me, which is why i can’t tolerate your sadness (lines 1-2). you are probably drowning me in your sadness. fair enough.
    • i won’t allow happiness because when you’re happy it makes me weak and guilty (lines 3-5)
    • since i tolerate neither happiness or sadness, i expect you to have no strong emotions either way since they make me feel guilty and overpower me
    • i am apparently profoundly emotionally unstable and have no emotional borders to call my own
    • i might be forced to have regrets, but i’m not sure. i apparently would rather not have to have a conscience unless i really have to, implying my higher emotional functions are tied to societies expectations of me, as if society could really check if i feel regretful for some of my actions.(line 6)
    • i am a also now a lie and have been driven insane by you. most probably by your happiness and sadness, those “mood” things. (lines 7-9)
    • i am however righteous in my own head where i totally believe the various ‘insane’ world views you gave me. these i’m ok with, but not with the emotions from line 1-4. (line 8 )
    • sell me your infection, that you already have, which is only for weak people. i will now remind you that i am weak because you’re happy, which i don’t want you to be, meaning i don’t want to be weak, but i still want the infection that is for weak people. i am very confused as to that i want. (line 10)
    • no need for sympathy for the misery that is me. really. i am miserable, and i’m telling you that i’m miserable, but please, i insist don’t feel sympathy for poor old miserable me. really. also, don’t be happy or sad, back from verse 1. (line 11)
    • i’ve lost the ability to paint clouds because you’re draining me. apparently i used to be an artist, back before you insisted on being happy and sad, or maybe before i started adoring your insanity, or maybe before i decided i wanted to be infected as a weak person (lines 12-13)
    • i am now trapped in a ‘slow-motion dark tale’, which implies i’m in a bad place, however i adore being insane in my righteous mind, so i’m both trapped in a bad place and happy to be in a good place (lines 14-16  + 8-9)
    • at this point i hear myself again and i am a bitter man recounting my tale. so i’m only sort of in a good place, and i’m mostly in a bad place like in lines 14-16. (lines 17-18)
    • tranquil pride has become a lie (line 20). we’re not positive whose pride this is, but before it said that i became a lie (line 7), so it’s probably my tranquil pride.
    • i here point out that i want more infection for my weakness, but please don’t feel sad for horribly mistreated me (lines 21-22)CONCLUSIONS:
    • your emotions have made me into a nervous wreck
    • i went totally insane and am very happy now
    • i am very unhappy now, but please infect me to keep it that way
    • i’m drained of my art abilities
    • i am unhappy

    you know guys… you, children of bodom, and everyone else in the scene: it’s perfectly ok to sing in a language where you’re not just stringing random strings emotionally charged phrases culled from a 14-year-old’s diary

    CoB almost got their own analysis post, but what can you really add to:

    You can alter your look
    And diversify your image
    But the truth seems like
    A bitch slap in your face

    don’t diversify your image, bitches.

     
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