Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Friday, August 19, 2005
Monday, August 08, 2005
Monday, August 01, 2005
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
confessions of a blog borrower
:: props to sfj ::
http://sfj.abstractdynamics.org/archives/005300.html
i was only messing.
trying to be funny.
it WAS very late you understand...
http://sfj.abstractdynamics.org/archives/005300.html
i was only messing.
trying to be funny.
it WAS very late you understand...
Monday, April 04, 2005
neu baked drone poetry (borrowed)
::
doe's set at joe's pub last night was a beautiful shock.
i liked the new record, but couldn't tell where it came from.
people make records,
records make themselves,
teams of astronauts make records.
you have no idea who's done what.
seeing doe in person, i got the feeling that the record came right out of mouth
involuntarily, like stubbed toe.
doe was 100% present, on some danish health shit,
just rugged and alive, using all of that gorgeous, wide voice.
sort of standard-setting.
doe is in the game, fully sunk-in, no matter how many movies
doe disagreement about doe's suggestion
that maybe the wrong musicians have died
referencing the continued and puzzling
averted through the magic of song.
which was locked at midnight
though people were inside eating and drinking
short women fucking rock,
learned is the wrong word. reminded, maybe.
::
doe's set at joe's pub last night was a beautiful shock.
i liked the new record, but couldn't tell where it came from.
people make records,
records make themselves,
teams of astronauts make records.
you have no idea who's done what.
seeing doe in person, i got the feeling that the record came right out of mouth
involuntarily, like stubbed toe.
doe was 100% present, on some danish health shit,
just rugged and alive, using all of that gorgeous, wide voice.
sort of standard-setting.
doe is in the game, fully sunk-in, no matter how many movies
doe disagreement about doe's suggestion
that maybe the wrong musicians have died
referencing the continued and puzzling
averted through the magic of song.
which was locked at midnight
though people were inside eating and drinking
short women fucking rock,
learned is the wrong word. reminded, maybe.
::
Monday, February 28, 2005
Sunday, February 27, 2005
Saturday, February 12, 2005
:: trampled underfoot by life's disappointments, but not beaten just yet ::
'seeds' cd-r_one disc_79m_baked_edit_from 11_Feb_05
the one cdr versh of 'seeds' is achieved; with insomnia and a little bit of graft.
how is it you guys?
i haven't processed or done owt to the sounds. just chop-edited movements, one or two fades at worst.
and last night...
tired, stoned, listening back to it for maybe the 2nd or 3rd time (in this current configuration).
here....texts that speak of (surprised) joy:
"this album is wicked!! fucking hell. chk it out at 11m, 21m, 25m and 31m. wow. is that us? or some mysterious hip genius punk ambient symphony headz? shit, leafshaker and looped gtr at 35m. nice..."
how is it you guys?
i haven't processed or done owt to the sounds. just chop-edited movements, one or two fades at worst.
and last night...
tired, stoned, listening back to it for maybe the 2nd or 3rd time (in this current configuration).
here....texts that speak of (surprised) joy:
"this album is wicked!! fucking hell. chk it out at 11m, 21m, 25m and 31m. wow. is that us? or some mysterious hip genius punk ambient symphony headz? shit, leafshaker and looped gtr at 35m. nice..."
Sunday, February 06, 2005
one cd seeds
:: oh well. enough said. falling back thru the trapdoor. again.
and hope? it's just an overused word sometimes
got seeds down to one cd
80 mins - huh
now let the editing begin
Friday, February 04, 2005
:: photographic good wishes to all the doe brethen and sistren.
though it is perhaps a sad photo on the eve of a hopeful weekend...
love to all our friends - all over this crazy globe.
peace.
it's lonely out here in da blogosphere...when yr bandmates are whispering in the margins or are completely silent, burdened by responsibility
my advice (maybe principally to myself too): relax.......
so, a quick progress report:
4 hours are now
1 hour and 36 minutes
friends and others are asking.....
we gots to get going
goin
gwan
gone
so, a quick progress report:
4 hours are now
1 hour and 36 minutes
friends and others are asking.....
we gots to get going
goin
gwan
gone
Sunday, January 23, 2005
:: this kinda stuff always gets me... 'you have 168 hours in yr week' or '12305 (te nacht)' by einsturzende neubauten. the guilt of the lazy? ::
Saturday, January 15, 2005
must night sleep...must warn others
a friend of our's (kind of) suggested this title (maybe for a series of releases):
'sea drs' or, 'seadrs'.
what do you reckon?
i like it.
for a lot of reasons.
'sea drs' or, 'seadrs'.
what do you reckon?
i like it.
for a lot of reasons.
Our audience...has found us? ohmigod. please, no
"Interests: html, sci-fi, lyrics, porn, technology, mirc, science, fractals, chaos theory".
hehehehehe.
thanks Simon.
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Come Pigeons! Scream Phoenix!
further to our first comment (thanks!), let's pay tribute to all the pigeons out there w/this from cannibal ox:
"Birds of the same feather flock together
Congested on a majestic street corner
That's a short time goal for most of 'em
Cuz most of 'em
Would rather expand their wings and hover over greater things
That's what we call inspired flight
By the pigeons that gotta eat pizza crust every night
And 'Let there be light' was understood...
We rebels righteous, and stand and scowl in the heightness...
Taking chances in life trying to get by
And stop all the time getting high
Gotta clear mind and stay focused, avoid serpents
And worship life, we like merchants
Street peasants with these lessons
Live, build, and pass away, and keep stressin'
Thinking how we gonna master days
With passion...
We pigeons became phoenix with open minds
To open yours, flow the raw innovative
Phoenix
...birds of the same feather flock together
Congested on a majestic...
no! no! no!
My feathers and flames are one skin
Hallowed be Thy name
In the beginning there was no sin
We in the ninth inning, and I'm God body trying to win
Flying against the wind
But now my shell is weightless and fireproof
But the truth is I'm proof of living fire
I'm not made of organics, not even wires
Just felt my body light up and heard the choir
See to the common fowl the phoenix is Sire
Most high of all things to ever have wings
Existence is struggle, resistance is futile
Meanwhile we now possess the power of ten suns
To transcend and elevate into one
Famine, disease and senseless dying is done
Pigeon bird got a breath left
Heart beat no more
Phoenix bird morph and we live off the G-force...
All aboard? Wicked. Then let us begin....
Laura - Simon mentioned a title idea of yrs ::
'comfortable'.
i like it.
but maybe...i dunno, in english there are some negative connotations? (complacency, safeness, etc....)
what about... 'a comfortable...'?
a descriptive thing, and maybe leave it open for the listener.
i'll admit, i was thinking about 'a comfortable chair'..... for a change, eh.
"i guess it's a comfortable chair/and company?/you cant buy company/it's a state of mind....."
'comfortable'.
i like it.
but maybe...i dunno, in english there are some negative connotations? (complacency, safeness, etc....)
what about... 'a comfortable...'?
a descriptive thing, and maybe leave it open for the listener.
i'll admit, i was thinking about 'a comfortable chair'..... for a change, eh.
"i guess it's a comfortable chair/and company?/you cant buy company/it's a state of mind....."
Saturday, January 08, 2005
pigeons
doe: the first four sessions 4
december 29th 2004.
the bunker, kensal green, london.
laura returns from kanada.
the doe 3 reconvene.
blue box, newly acquired silver box, voices, acoustic gtr, keyboard bought on xmas eve via ebay / a bloke called bob in watford, feedbackwinddrum, celestialxylophone, worry-beads, dice, leafshaker.
edits to come i'm sure. looking forward to it.
the bunker, kensal green, london.
laura returns from kanada.
the doe 3 reconvene.
blue box, newly acquired silver box, voices, acoustic gtr, keyboard bought on xmas eve via ebay / a bloke called bob in watford, feedbackwinddrum, celestialxylophone, worry-beads, dice, leafshaker.
edits to come i'm sure. looking forward to it.
doe: the first four sessions 3
november 6th 2004.
the bunker, kensal green, london.
doe.
laura away in africa, the doe two pine.
blue box, feedbackwinddrum, celestialxylophone, electric gtr, acoustic too?, keyboard, gtr pedal fx, voices, worry-beads, harmonica, video voices.
many many edits into the night.
as with all doe works - yet to be concluded.
the bunker, kensal green, london.
doe.
laura away in africa, the doe two pine.
blue box, feedbackwinddrum, celestialxylophone, electric gtr, acoustic too?, keyboard, gtr pedal fx, voices, worry-beads, harmonica, video voices.
many many edits into the night.
as with all doe works - yet to be concluded.
doe: the first four sessions 2
July 24th 2004
the bunker, kensal green, london.
there is talk of a name...vaguely.
blue box, acoustic guitar, voices, xylophone, keyboard, gtr pedal fx, drum...
was there electric guitar? i dont remember...
doe: the first four sessions
december 31st 2003.
new year's eve. railway arches in loughborough junction.
space courtesy of our friends in the HC - http://www.heycolossus.com/.
before the name, 3 best friends convene to celebrate the new year.
live drums, mini-dv camera, electric guitar, bass, acoustic guitar, picnic, voices, blue box.
