What a lot of farts
in the music industry! Oh well, they can kiss my sweet old arse because I know
far more than all of them together.
“You accepted a
difficult challenge and contributed a highly creative piece of music.”
And twice the same person says music is about taste.
It is not my crowd by far. Music is my language, I’ve
known it since I can remember the first sweet melodies I became aware of. I
knew what the birds were singing about, I understood the voice of the wind in
the trees and I became one with Nature’s voice. It has always been easy for me
to “speak” this magnificent language. Creative I am indeed. I also paint and
sketch, create symphonies with food and wrote hundreds of poems which even have
their own melodies.
And thanks to a love for mathematics and related
puzzles, I can design on the go, overcoming any obstacle which I might
encounter. I even rehearse my work program in my head in order to find any
problems which might occur. I work fast. Once I have the big picture, I wanna
get the job done as soon as possible to see it, hear it, live it.
And so also, if music is about taste, that makes me a
connoisseur – from the most delicate sounds, even shapes, smells and movement
to the biggest noise, terror and death. I translate everything into music and
that makes life far more beautiful and much easier. I’ve always done it because
I love doing it.
There are a few like me, we even “speak” to each other
using music without words.
ffff+F then to the friggin farts who think they know
something. Difficult? I can be difficult but music never is, doesn’t matter how
pissed off I can get. I find peace when I disappear into my fog. And the only
challenge I accept in music is when another challenges me in music. NB the
PEOPLE behind the music - because music itself does not fight.
Examples of this kind of communication between people
on the more known side is “Indian Love Call” and this same form existed in the
old days in many places, where two true lovers will find each other over great
distance when their voices harmonize. The same went even for war
calls/trumpets/bugles, and the most present living form is probably the
haka-haka of the All Blacks of Nieu Zealand before a rugby match. There are
many forms of communicating in music.
KWAITO which became prominent in the later years in
South Africa are acknowledged, yet it is probably the oldest form of
communication. I imagine David who became King of Israel, when he was a young
shepherd, warding off predators from his Father’s flocks. Imagine the sounds he
used. And we learn from history that he was a true poet and sang his poems.
I do the same when I chase a specific predator, I
speak its language. I’d growl and even storm to make sure the message is well
understood. I’d get carried away talking to a bird, asking it questions,
comforting it, go on a virtual journey in its song. (Maybe why some places have
this kind of deja-vu feeling about it) I HEAR what someone says in music. Some
performing artists are also excellent translators…. But even they are few. And
when one can get a whole orchestra of them, well, that is magnificent, pure
enjoyment. That is rare.
Oh well, maybe I should have pity on the old farts. To
compose sounds/music is easy when you live it, breathe it, love it. You cannot
learn this from a book. I only learn how to write my compositions and that is
the easy part. Once I have the first few measures right, then I fly away. In
the beginning it took me an average of ca 16hrs in total to get the basics of
one piece while researching what gizmos and stuff I need to use for my digital
orchestras. (probably have to take patience in using the word "articulation" but "gizmo" types much faster)
So then, up yours to the farce farts that even
imagined that I accepted a difficult challenge. Duh.
I was inspired which brought stories back to me and
then I only converted it into music, as I always did with things which I cannot
easily speak with words. Music is my easiest language. I believe that music brings peace and that is what makes me different from many others. When music annoys me, then it is not the perfect language.
It took me far longer to write this in words than what
it would have taken me to compose in sound. I composed a similar piece in sound
a while back during a coffee break. Quite “Fugued” up as well. It took me less
than 20 minutes. This writing took maybe two hours.
BECAUSE I’M PISSED OFF AND DOING IT WITHOUT SOUND
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