This is a video of my band performing “Dear Prudence” at the Ancaster Heritage Festival on June 9, 2012.
I set up my phone to take a video literally right before we started playing the song, so I didn’t have a whole lot of time to position it properly. As a result, this is mostly a video of Jo’s back and my elbow, but you get the idea… it also sounds like the whole thing was run through an overdrive pedal c/o the awesome audio recording capabilities of my phone. Enjoy!
So here’s some more music. Click the link below to download. Sorry for the ads.
Once again, please listen with headphones or a decent stereo to maximize your listening enjoyment. Laptop speakers even make Jesus sound bad.
P.S. I know, I already posted the song “Heavy Sleep”… but I do believe that this alternate version is far superior to the original.
So this is my first attempt at making music without a band. I’m calling the project Soft Shoulders, and this is a song I’ve been working on for the last little while. My obsessive compulsiveness has prevented me from posting it numerous times in the past, to adjust some levels or re-record certain parts. I think this is as good as it’s going to get.
Try to think of this not so much as a song, but as a soundscape. It’s basically just a bunch of simple guitar riffs layered on top of each other with a few simple effects added (some from pedals, some from Garageband) and it creates a kind of heavy, droning wall of sound (hence the title). Also, for those familiar, I’m sure you will be able to note the influences.
Clink below to be redirected to MediaFire where you can download the song. Steaming is for jerks. Sorry in advance for the ads, and please listen to it reasonably loud with headphones or a good stereo for maximum enjoyment.
BTW, if I had a loop pedal, this song (or slight variation of) could be performed live with the aid of either a) an iPod with the percussion tracks looped or b) a percussionist.
Art supply list: Telecaster, Jazz bass, 14″ snare, 16″ floor tom, 20″ ride cymbal, tambourine
For some reason, WordPress is not permitting me to upload my artwork directly, so here is a link (WordPress won’t even let me hyperlink it, either):
it was so obvious as to be rendered not obvious. i could see the harm in this, yet in reality there is no harm to be told.
the key to self-discovery? get connected get connected get connected get connected get connected.
little island mysteries all over again…
I apologize for the poor photo quality. You should just come and see it sometime.
The inspiration for this piece was revealed to me from shade cast by the foliage of a Chinquapin Oak (Quercus muehlenbergii), a tree far from common in our area. Among the objects seen in this include an axe handle, a dog’s head, an arrowhead, a facial profile, and a man leaning against a wall.
introducing: cameron twyford of powell river, british-columbia:
this is “what I’ve been up to lately“, by cameron:
“they’re all done on the piano, with some additional instruments, most notably on logging truck, there is a cookie sheet, and of course some typewriter (not this one). I record on 4 track, which is an analog format, which means there’s no computing, and it means there’s tape hiss.
love the tape hiss.
all these songs will change. enjoy these versions.”
One more shift at the café. I’m outta here soon. No, I am not excited… please stop asking me that. That’s not what I seek. I am happy. I am happy now, here at home, more than I have ever been. I am also happy to leave. Excitement is not the right word. Not that excitement is void, it’s just in no more excess than any other day. I don’t know what I’m doing, really, but I know what I seek.
Last night I went with a good friend of mine to drive golf balls off the top of Mnt. Nemo in the wee hours of morn. His idea. We let the dog run free like he ought, we hiked for hours, and we watched the moon crawl across the sky. I forgot the trail-mix in the car. There were no houses, just fields, so we whacked. Turns out I suck at golf, but I got a few good long-shots in. The long ones really crack, quite satisfying. I actually cracked the head of the club, it was because I hit a rock though. The balls were only visible for a second before disappearing into darkness, seconds later they became momentarily audible. By the time we walked back to the van we knew that the moon would set, it had no choice. I was hungry for home.. so there I went. Only a few more nights like these before I go have nights like these elsewhere. Luckily for me there are only a handful of people who I can really, truly love, and I get to see them whenever I want. If you think I love you, it’s because I do.
Hi. I was working on some music with some help from friends and the record is done and it’s called Atlas of the Universe. You can download it from www.dustytrails.org. I recommend listening to it with headphones in a dark attic tucked inside a sleeping bag… or, on the bus, whatever the fuck. Below is the cover. Below it is another image I made in association with the music. There are 67 covers.
Hello all. This is a track from an upcoming album I’ve been working on. The track is titled “Cup of Hope” and the album is called “Atlas of the Universe”. It’s easily the most exciting track from the album, which will be finished entirely soon and be available for free download from dustytrails.org. Featured on this track are James Featherstone on drone, and Luke Ludgate, playing the tyrannosaurus rex. I’m super glad to be a part of this blog. Thanks JesseX2 for letting me join your homo-erotic club.
LINK TO SONG: http://sean.dukmedia.com/Hope.mp3