Many adventures - backlogs.

Hi everybody.
I have been lazy.
Sort of.
I have been busy.

I am the new Student Center Coordinator.
That is awesome.
Aaron Parsekian and I have some rad ideas for how to change the stood. So rad that I will make a new Stood blog tonight which you should check out often. I need a camera. And a video camera.

On the Thursday after Culture Shock, my master class had a showcase. Laurie-anne Creus, Matt Levy, Kelly Izzo and Joe Izzo


Thanks Jess Lehrman - http://glowinthedust.blogspot.com/

Hometown cab was kind of lame in a lot of ways, but it was also awesome. I never got to leave the mainstage for more than long enough to see Weston Minisalli's set at the co-op. I actually only saw the end of his last piece. It was music set to Bukowski. Pretty cool. Synth, voice, drums and one more instrument. I think originally it was for Crotales.

I played with the Disaster Piece for our first show. Thursday at 9, after Soul Voices on Mainstage. Beautiful birth.
Three songs, exhausting, awesome.
Disaster Piece is a slipknot song title I think. I don't know quite how I feel about that.
Only time will tell.
We also are recording a demo of the three songs. Vocals are the only thing left to go on.
It will be cool and I will talk all about it when the time comes.


Thanks Milo Rayo - http://funtimeusa.wordpress.com/

Elemeno played on Saturday at 11 at Hometown Cab, on the mainstage again.
Matt Gaffney, Weston, Cameron Wisch, Zach DeSorbo, Andrew Brown and myself played music.
Alliah Sophia Mousad projected video portraits. This is her Youtube, but the newest movies on there seem like the predecessors to what she projected. Here is her blog which is only maybe hers.
We also had dancers. 8 of them I think. Leah Katz helped so much by gathering all of these people into one place. Leah, Gilbert Small, Hayley Swinburn, Nina Hudson, Nicole Restani, Chess Lopez, Austin Jarred and Sarah Stanley.
Watch this



This is only more of the progression of what I hope this project will become. I wish that I had bothered to arrange for a recording of this, but it only keeps getting better.
The next monday we opened for Tera Melos at Whitson's. It has some awesome pictures. We played with Spencer Murphy on Bass instaed of Andrew and Booker Stardrum was back.


Thanks Jess Lehrman - http://glowinthedust.blogspot.com/

Open Mic at the Co-Op

I have never gone before. It's pretty nice. WPSR does sound which is cool. Only 8 people or so performed, but there was a good crowd of people hanging out, drinking tea, listening, painting. All good stuff.
I played 3 songs, Driftwood, For a Wolf (which is called Great Blue Heron in the demo I have) and Trailer Trash.
I think maybe I'll play something loud and obnoxious tomorrow at Whitson's open mic. Maybe it should be a band centered open mic, with a backline. That would be fucking sweet.
The co-op makes more sense for an all acoustic open mic, though I would still want people to do that at the Whitson's open mic, but also invite sound artists, bands, rappers, djs, performance artists and whoever else to come rage for 10-15 minutes. Depends on how many people show up.

Cool, here's some videos of the songs from tonight

For a Wolf


I understand, my friend
the height of your confusion
You are a tower of flickering lights
Everytime I fall asleep you shine
You shine so bright.

Your love is just like mine
but you have the strength to remember
Maybe, that's how I know that you will live forever

Keep yourself alive
Keep howling at the moon
Someday she'll come down and find you

Trailer Trash


Where I'm from - deep south but close to canada
I got along for the ride, did my part,
sweat it out with a music maker at my throat
The speakers in my throat will see,
To make another speech, we'll see

I'm hopeful for the moment
I'm hopeful for some movement

The sun outcast by orange skies
obstructs my view and then collides
a siren calls but I've already died

We're hopeful for the moment
We're hopeful for a movement

I'm pulled out just to find
that I'm the wreckage left behind
The coroner proclaims an end and gathers up my husk
an organ rattles loosely as my body buzzes,
Ribs are split apart

Seems that I'm alive enough
Though crippled by my neck and pocketbook

Fluxus

Fluxus saturday was sweet. Long and sweet. The highlight was definitely Emily Rosen's installation. The floor had a speaker in it that was playing some ambient music Zebulon Idunnohislastname made and the floor had a nice black fabric over it.
No shoes in the womb.

The walls and ceiling were decorated with scarves and fabric hanging over christmas lights. I imagine if I were a baby and someone held lots of LEDs to mom's stomach, it would be sort of like that.

The Sellar is definitely awesome now too. Neil Fridd cleaned out everything inside save for black lights and 3 bands played there. Cameron Wisch, Landlords and Ghost Mall. I had to miss Ghost Mall so that I could tear down my equipment in Whitsons, but Cameron was awesome. Usually he brings his own black lights and gets crazy with flourescent paint. He got crazy with the paint (which smells like a fish market) but the whole room was illuminated in black lights. Landlords chose to use a single green bulb in place of black lights (I think they were bugged out by all the hepatitis yellow eyes). Instead everyone looked a little dead unnder the green. Very cool band, very loud band. Pat Lamonthe (Landlords drummer) had contact mics attatched to his kick and snare and a piece of sheet metal hanging from his crash. It gave it a very industrial vibe, but also allowed the band to really crank it.

Now for Elemeno - I had so much fun playing. Eric Drasin was doing some cool filtering of live footage of us playing, as we were playing? does that make sense? He disguised it well with all the filters and colors. It was a little loose overall, but lots of fun and a good experience for those around. I ended up with a new flag on my guitar when the tuners caught it off my mic stand. Now I get to be a standard bearer and play guitar at the same time - Just what I've always wished for.
We might be able to do some track with Dan Stringer next weekend, but first I need to make things more solid. It's fine live to jam out on psychadaelic minimalism (though it's not so minimal anymore, nor ever) but if all you have is the audio, it needs to hold interest or have more emotional impact, or at least be less long winded.

Everyone's a critic.

I also got to catch the end of Moving Mountains set and talk to Dave from Damiera for a bit. Good day overall.

I wrote this in the dining hall yesterday morning. I think it's funny

Collected at the center of a room, a human nucleus
The cell swells and fades when our time is up
Voices stir and bubble, shake the boiling pot
Stewing in our company
Came out tasting all the same

Heat away our blessing and our cures
heat away our health and sense of self
Heat away until our lives are blurred
The walking dead
The egg is cracked and dripping, yolk smooth into white
The shell is all I eat to keep my body at its peak

Eat away our blessing and our cures
Eat away our health and sense of self
Eat away until our our bodies break
and leave us fucking dead

At second thought, a second helping
Paves me towards the day
Where life would strive and struggle, I am unified by taste
A third or fourth or more
Until we clean our plates
I am not a human, I'm a vacuum.