and
I quote Faux Noose here when I don’t say “the definition of insanity is to do
the same thing over and over and expect a different result!” and I say to
myself, “there is no such thing as doing the ‘Same Thing’ over and over, at
all!”
you
take a guitar riff. You, or “Tony Risotto”, and, yes, you play it over and over
again (well, you employ a loop pedal if you’re poor) and, really, the
listener’s brain is ever changing, so, like,
with each passing thought, the riff is, like, colored with the
listerener’s preoccupation, right? So, like, there’s that; and, like, so, you
add another repetition on top (hooray technology!?), which continues to
facilitate further outside meditations, which than can again get disrupted by
other newly employed guitarlines.
Yes,
this tape is just guitarlines. Riffs become textures become mantras become
ambiance. Highs and lows are, themselves, primordial drumbeats for some,
distractions for others. I want to run this into a mixer and play it at
halftime, with ten times the delay. I’m fairly certain it’d come out exactly
like the kind of stuff I, myself, gravitate towards. Aka, it inspires me to
further explore my own compositional relationships, which makes me goddamn
appreciative. May it inspire you, too!
and/or
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- Jacob An Kittenplan
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