One year ago.
Damn, time flies.
I shot this twenty years ago at the now-defunct Green Room, in Ypsilanti, Michigan.
July 19th 1997.
Man, time speeds up as you get older!
KnurlFrom Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Knurl is the noise music project of Alan Bloor, Canadian experimental composer and sculptor. Based in Toronto, Ontario, Bloor has been performing and recording Knurl material since 1994, when his seminal harsh noise releases “Nervescrap” and “Initial Shock” were recorded and released. He has released over twenty albums internationally, and has collaborated with sound sculptors such as Jim O’Rourke, Thurston Moore, and Aube.
Bloor, originally from Windsor, Ontario, was involved in several bands in the early 80s, including a Hardcore punk band called “Binge of Violence.” After the band’s breakup, he pursued a career as a solo musician, studying jazz bass, as well as classical and flamenco guitar. In the late 1980s he began performing noise backgrounds at poetry readings in Detroit, Michigan, in which he experimented with his bass guitar by placing metal objects on the strings to produce the sounds (a technique often called prepared guitar).
Since that time, Bloor has delved heavily into experimentation with found objects as sound sources, which have included fan blades, typewriters, scrap metal and car springs. He has also supplied musical scores for performers Andrew Hammerson (ex DV-8) from the UK and Jake Brown, Montreal. Since the beginning of 1995 he has been performing solo as Knurl in Montreal, Ottawa, Toronto and Detroit, and has explored a less harsh side of noise music in his acclaimed ambient music project called Pholde.
Knurl’s objective is to take music and strip it entirely of what we know music to be: it’s rhythm, melody, vocals, even production quality which is most associated with music today. Bloor records and performs without the assistance of computers, synthesizers or samplers. Labels that have released Knurl material include Alien8 Recordings, RRRecords, Solipsism, Harshnoise, Troniks, Gameboy, and Obscurica.
Sorry for the long absence.
My computer died.
I gave it to my aunt to work on.
She does IT work for the local school district.
Unable to fix it, she gave me another one that a school was getting rid of.
I tried to salvage what I could from the old one.
But, most of my programs and files were lost.
I’ve been searching for the missing software and restoring what I can.
My scanner/printer didn’t want to cooperate with the new computer.
I tried replacing it.
But, the replacements didn’t work either.
After a couple of days messing with it, I finally got it running.
My van has a million problems.
But, at least I got the front tire fixed that kept going flat.
I’ve replaced that tire THREE TIMES and it still kept going flat.
I thought maybe the rim was bent.
I had it looked at and they found a piece of metal lodged inside.
They patched it up.
Now, it shouldn’t be a problem anymore.
Only cost me $15 bucks (thank God)!
I tried to repay my grandmother $700 dollars I owe her.
She forgave some of it.
My ex forgave the $200 I owed her, too, since I’ve been helping her relocate and move her stuff.
Not sure how I’ll get my other debts paid.
But, I try not to get stressed out about it.
That really fucks up my creativity.
I have somebody living with me again.
Her name is Boo.
I named her after Boo Boo Kitty, the beloved stuffed animal on “Laverne & Shirley”… not Yogi Bear’s sidekick.
A couple of years ago, about a week before Christmas, I stopped at a Kroger’s for some food and pop.
The weather was pretty bad.
It was really cold and the snow was kinda deep.
But, we were out of everything back at our apartment.
The first thing I saw upon entering is somebody holding a cardboard box with a meowing kitten inside.
The employees had found it by the dumpster behind the store.
There were no other cats in the area.
The clerks at Kroger’s were looking for somebody to give it a home, or else they were going to send it to the pound.
Animals aren’t kept there very long before they are put down.
My then-girlfriend and I already had four rescue cats.
But, I didn’t want the poor thing to be harmed.
So, I bought some cat food and took her home with me.
I put the box in the backseat and went home.
But, she managed to get the lid open halfway there.
Totally freaking out, because she never rode in a car before, she jumped onto my head and held on for dear life.
I was able to move her down to my chest, with her arms around my neck, and continued driving the car with her like that.
I put her back inside the box and walked in.
My girlfriend tried guessing what I had in the box.
But, it wasn’t long before Boo popped her head out, purring loudly.
We never had any extra money around to buy Christmas presents for each other.
But, I think Boo made up for it that year.
The other cats raised her, like a foster family.
The next year my girlfriend left, though.
It isn’t like we were fighting or anything.
We are still friends.
But, I think, between our disabilities and state of mind, we were bringing each other down.
She took three of the cats.
I was forced to give away one and euthanize the other, who was extremely sick.
It was very sad.
In the few years since we have lived apart, I have managed to get an affordable apartment of my own and somewhat stabilize my mental condition.
My ex was less fortunate.
She had many ups-and-downs after getting married, until finally their relationship seems to have acrimoniously ended.
She stayed with a friend for a few weeks, sleeping on the floor.
But, now, has a place of her own.
She couldn’t take all of the cats with her.
So, I got Boo back.
The building where I am only allows one pet per tenant, has costly pet fees, and the rules are kinda strict.
She had to get shots, a collar with a name tag, and a bunch of other stuff.
But, Boo is happy to be with me again.
I got her a cardboard scratching pad and a free cat tree from Craigslist someone was throwing away.
I made her litterbox from a plastic tray, construction grade trash bags, and a cardboard box that I found.
I can only afford dollar store cat food and litter.
But, she doesn’t mind.
She follows me around like a shadow and always wants attention.
She often sleeps on my chest or stomach while I’m in bed and curls up on my lap.
She has become my new meditation partner, reminding me to get started and joins me.
Sometimes, when she gets bored though, I can tell that she misses my ex and the other cats.
But, a little catnip and quality time cheers her up.
This is a nice little introduction to the term PLUNDERPHONICS, if you don’t know what that is. I am not the first, nor will I be the last, to sample and mash-up sound from many borrowed sources. It isn’t ALL that I do, of course. But, it is a very useful, powerfully flexible, artistic technique that I keep in my toolbox.
I like sound collage.
Hell, I like almost any collage.
I will use a piece of trash found behind a dumpster in a mixed-media painting if I think that it looks right to me.
For decades, I have collected lots of DVDs, VHS tapes, 8mm films, used records / CDs / tapes, and like finding more stuff online from pirate sites and YouTube.
So, I have a LOT of raw material available to dig through, if I want to find good samples to work with.
However, copyright law is often vague and messy. It is REALLY easy to get into deep trouble. I’ve had numerous videos removed from YouTube and lost many accounts there. I got threatened by Disney’s lawyers once. So, I probably won’t be uploading many videos containing samples, unless I think it might be ignored by YouTube’s anti-infringement algorithm.
Generally, I look for samples that are difficult to recognize. Just a few seconds. I will manipulate them to sound less identifiable, with some exceptions. But, whatever works for the song, works for the song.
My sentiments exactly!
I was 15 years old. I was depressed and my home life was shit. I had been sent to a shrink. It was bull shit. I got a skateboard and a Bad Religion album. And for the first time Infelt fucking alive. This path has given me head injuries; bad ankles; trashed shoulder; lost nights; strained relationships and all other manner of insanity. I wouldn’t trade any of it. I have friends old and recent that are my fucking family. It is the one thing that has always It’s the reason I didn’t open my skin when I wasn’t able to feel comfortable in it. It has ALWAYS unquestionably and unconditionally made me feel loved. 19 years later I look back and realize the wreckage a board and punk tunes have drug me through. It’s allowed me to survive and love life!
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I was gonna record a vlog to go with this (including a new song!). But, I didn’t get around to it. I’ll try to get it out this weekend, maybe. I have been digging through my old practice tapes and recording new demos for a couple of months now. I am not happy with a lot of it. But, you always have to dig through a lot of shit to find anything useful. Since I haven’t put out anything in a long time, I have been contributing to other people’s projects. I was asked by Uncle Ghoulie to provide some artwork and sounds to Truth Porn Militia – No Budget Radio Podcast. So, that is cool. I will be getting that out soon. There have also been some zines and other things requesting my input. So, I haven’t been completely unproductive, I guess.
I’m really beginning to wonder if maybe I should just give away my notes & artwork to let someone else make my movies. At least then they would get produced SOMEHOW. Tim Burton had almost nothing to do with making Tim Burton’s The Nightmare Before Christmas, yet his name is still in the title. He just gave his old sketchbook to another director and said, “Here. Knock yourself out.” Good idea? Bad idea? I don’t know. But, it looks like if I’m gonna produce it, it will likely be a few years until it it is done. Even if I cut costs to the absolute bone and it looks like dogshit, I don’t think I can get it done.
I’m crossing my fingers and hoping that I can get Theee Urban SpaceCat finally going this month. I should have enough raw material for a few issues already. I’ve been continually painting, drawing, recording, writing, etc. It really comes down to paying for putting it out there. I’ll deal with other expenses later, if it becomes necessary.
After over a year of keeping my stuff in storage, lacking enough funds, I recently had to let go of my storage unit. I have downsized a lot of it. So, at least I can fit everything in my grandmother’s garage (between the Christmas decorations and patio furniture). She gave me a nice bookshelf that was no longer wanted. So, I finally have somewhere to keep what is left of my vinyl LPs. I was very disappointed to realize how much of my collection that I’ve sold off.
She also gave me a free pizza promotional card that she got in the mail from Domino’s Pizza. I later brought the pizza back to her house. She, my nephew Michael, and I enjoyed a large deluxe. Mmmmmm.
I gotta finish cleaning up here, soon. There is an apartment inspection coming Monday. The landlord is making sure that no bed bugs have returned. Thankfully, the place has been pest-free for a year now. As a matter of fact, it was during the bug extermination last winter that I began renting my storage unit. So, it lasted one whole year.
I just got a small loan to cover my rent problem (last month’s check bounced!). I needed to pay two month’s rent and late/returned check fees IMMEDIATELY or I would get evicted. I’m not sure how much more financial Jiu-Jitsu I can pull off before it finally catches up with me. The van has a lot of mechanical problems needing fixing. I still cannot afford to put insurance on it. I’m risking jail time for driving without it (a misdemeanor in Michigan!). I’m in debt to my eyeballs to doctors & hospitals, credit cards, collection agencies, etc.
I set up a Patreon account. Maybe, I can find a little help from some folks, to fix my money situation. It is a long shot, I guess. But, what have I got to lose? I will post music, videos, and other stuff for patrons that won’t get released anywhere else. I’ll be adding more bonuses for supporters (t-shirts, stickers, magnets, flamethrowers, meat cannons, etc.) when I have them available. Any assistance is appreciated! Thanks.
Happy MLK Day!
“Grand Nagus Trump” gets sworn-in on Friday.
Strangely ironic that we begin this week celebrating a black American icon of civil rights and ending it with the inauguration of a white supremacist administration.
Barack Obama has been a better president than his predecessor, Dubya Shrub, in some ways. 28 of Obama’s Achievements In Office
But, in others, he has been far worse. Not only did he NOT stop the excesses of the Bush/Cheney administration. He put them on steroids! He has largely gotten away with it because he is charming, looks good, and speaks well. It could be argued that 8 years of Republican obstructionism prevented him from doing any better. But, his own actions and inactions speak for themselves.
I’m not entirely pessimistic, though.
With the sweeping election of Republicans across America and the incoming presidency of Donald Trump, there is finally an ugly face to put onto these policies. A unified campaign of progressives and moderates may be able to have a massive push-back in the 2018 mid-term elections. This should not be very difficult. Trump is already the most unpopular president in American history (and he hasn’t even been sworn-in yet). Republicans are already making ambitious plans that will be so vehemently despised by the country that they’d better hope that angry violent mobs don’t begin showing up on their doorstep with pitchforks and torches.
Donald Trump made many contradictory promises along his campaign. It is impossible for him to keep them all. But, progressives like Bernie Sanders are holding him to his word on policies that we agree with. If we can keep enough pressure on his administration, maybe we can minimize the damage he does and actually win a few victories, too. Maybe we can turn this impending disaster into a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
That, at least, gives me something to forward to for the next few years.
Uncle Sam Loses Billion$ From D.I.Y. I hear the acronym D.I.Y. (do it yourself) everywhere I go these days, it has put a new face on an old trend called problem solving. I used the D.I.Y. concept t…
I’m not sure how reliable some of these tests are.
I previously scored as an INTJ.
This time, it says INTP-T.
Maybe it is more detailed.
Hey Mike Nobody – you are “The Logician”.
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This trait determines how we interact with our environment.
Introverted individuals prefer solitary activities and get exhausted by social interaction. They tend to be quite sensitive to external stimulation (e.g. sound, sight or smell) in general. Read more
This trait shows where we direct our mental energy.
Intuitive individuals are very imaginative, open-minded and curious. They prefer novelty over stability and focus on hidden meanings and future possibilities. Read more
This trait determines how we make decisions and cope with emotions.
Thinking individuals focus on objectivity and rationality, prioritizing logic over emotions. They tend to hide their feelings and see efficiency as more important than cooperation. Read more
This trait reflects our approach to work, planning and decision-making.
Prospecting individuals are very good at improvising and spotting opportunities. They tend to be flexible, relaxed nonconformists who prefer keeping their options open. Read more
This trait underpins all others, showing how confident we are in our abilities and decisions.
Turbulent individuals are self-conscious and sensitive to stress. They are likely to experience a wide range of emotions and to be success-driven, perfectionistic and eager to improve. Read more
LOGICIAN PERSONALITY (INTP, -A/-T)
Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.
The Logician personality type is fairly rare, making up only three percent of the population, which is definitely a good thing for them, as there’s nothing they’d be more unhappy about than being “common”. Logicians pride themselves on their inventiveness and creativity, their unique perspective and vigorous intellect. Usually known as the philosopher, the architect, or the dreamy professor, Logicians have been responsible for many scientific discoveries throughout history.
The Unexamined Life Is Not Worth Living
Logicians are known for their brilliant theories and unrelenting logic – in fact, they are considered the most logically precise of all the personality types.
They love patterns, and spotting discrepancies between statements could almost be described as a hobby, making it a bad idea to lie to a Logician. This makes it ironic that Logicians’ word should always be taken with a grain of salt – it’s not that they are dishonest, but people with the Logician personality type tend to share thoughts that are not fully developed, using others as a sounding board for ideas and theories in a debate against themselves rather than as actual conversation partners.
This may make them appear unreliable, but in reality no one is more enthusiastic and capable of spotting a problem, drilling through the endless factors and details that encompass the issue and developing a unique and viable solution than Logicians – just don’t expect punctual progress reports. People who share the Logician personality type aren’t interested in practical, day-to-day activities and maintenance, but when they find an environment where their creative genius and potential can be expressed, there is no limit to the time and energy Logicians will expend in developing an insightful and unbiased solution.
Wisdom Begins in Wonder
They may appear to drift about in an unending daydream, but Logicians’ thought process is unceasing, and their minds buzz with ideas from the moment they wake up. This constant thinking can have the effect of making them look pensive and detached, as they are often conducting full-fledged debates in their own heads, but really Logicians are quite relaxed and friendly when they are with people they know, or who share their interests. However, this can be replaced by overwhelming shyness when Logician personalities are among unfamiliar faces, and friendly banter can quickly become combative if they believe their logical conclusions or theories are being criticized.
When Logicians are particularly excited, the conversation can border on incoherence as they try to explain the daisy-chain of logical conclusions that led to the formation of their latest idea. Oftentimes, Logicians will opt to simply move on from a topic before it’s ever understood what they were trying to say, rather than try to lay things out in plain terms.
The reverse can also be true when people explain their thought processes to Logicians in terms of subjectivity and feeling. Imagine an immensely complicated clockwork, taking in every fact and idea possible, processing them with a heavy dose of creative reasoning and returning the most logically sound results available – this is how the Logician mind works, and this type has little tolerance for an emotional monkey-wrench jamming their machines.
Let Those Who Would Move the World First Move Themselves
Further, Logicians are unlikely to understand emotional complaints at all, and their friends won’t find a bedrock of emotional support in them. People with the Logician personality type would much rather make a series of logical suggestions for how to resolve the underlying issue, a perspective that is not always welcomed by their more sensitive companions. This will likely extend to most social conventions and goals as well, like planning dinners and getting married, as Logicians are far more concerned with originality and efficient results.
The one thing that really holds Logicians back is their restless and pervasive fear of failure. Logician personalities are so prone to reassessing their own thoughts and theories, worrying that they’ve missed some critical piece of the puzzle, that they can stagnate, lost in an intangible world where their thoughts are never truly applied. Overcoming this self-doubt stands as the greatest challenge Logicians are likely to face, but the intellectual gifts – big and small – bestowed on the world when they do makes it worth the fight.
LOGICIAN STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
- Great Analysts and Abstract Thinkers – People with the Logician personality type view the world as a big, complex machine, and recognize that as with any machine, all parts are interrelated. Logicians excel in analyzing these connections, seeing how seemingly unrelated factors tie in with each other in ways that bewilder most other personality types.
- Imaginative and Original – These connections are the product of an unrelenting imagination – Logicians’ ideas may seem counter-intuitive at a glance, and may never even see the light of day, but they will always prove remarkable innovations.
- Open-Minded – Logicians couldn’t make these connections if they thought they knew it all – they are highly receptive to alternate theories, so long as they’re supported by logic and facts. In more subjective matters like social norms and traditions, Logicians are usually fairly liberal, with a “none of my business” sort of attitude – peoples’ ideas are what matter.
- Enthusiastic – When a new idea piques their interest, Logicians can be very enthusiastic – they are a reserved personality type, but if another person shares an interest, they can be downright excited about discussing it. More likely though, the only outward evidence of this enthusiasm will be Logicians’ silent pacing or their staring into the distance.
- Objective – Logicians’ analysis, creativity and open-mindedness aren’t the tools of some quest for ideology or emotional validation. Rather, it’s as though people with the Logician personality type are a conduit for the truths around them, so far as they can be expressed, and they are proud of this role as theoretical mediator.
- Honest and Straightforward – To know one thing and say another would be terribly disingenuous – Logicians don’t often go around intentionally hurting feelings, but they believe that the truth is the most important factor, and they expect that to be appreciated and reciprocated.
- Very Private and Withdrawn – While Logicians’ intellectualism yields many insights into their surroundings, their surroundings are ironically considered an intrusion on their thoughts. This is especially true with people – Logicians are quite shy in social settings. More complicated situations such as parties exacerbate this, but even close friends struggle to get into Logicians’ hearts and minds.
- Insensitive – Oftentimes Logician personalities get so caught up in their logic that they forget any kind of emotional consideration – they dismiss subjectivity as irrational and tradition as an attempt to bar much-needed progress. Purely emotional situations are often utterly puzzling to Logicians, and their lack of timely sympathy can easily offend.
- Absent-minded – When Logicians’ interest is captured, their absence goes beyond social matters to include the rest of the physical world. Logicians become forgetful, missing even the obvious if it’s unrelated to their current infatuation, and they can even forget their own health, skipping meals and sleep as they muse.
- Condescending – Attempts at connecting with others are often worse than Logicians’ withdrawal. People with the Logician personality type take pride in their knowledge and rationale, and enjoy sharing their ideas, but in trying to explain how they got from A to B to Z, they can get frustrated, sometimes simplifying things to the point of insult as they struggle to gauge their conversation partners’ perspective. The ultimate insult comes as Logicians give up with a dismissive “never mind”.
- Loathe Rules and Guidelines – These social struggles are partly a product of Logicians’ desire to bypass the rules, of social conduct and otherwise. While this attitude helps Logicians’ strength of unconventional creativity, it also causes them to reinvent the wheel constantly and to shun security in favor of autonomy in ways that can compromise both.
- Second-Guess Themselves – Logicians remain so open to new information that they often never commit to a decision at all. This applies to their own skills as well – Logician personalities know that as they practice, they improve, and any work they do is second-best to what they could do. Unable to settle for this, Logicians sometimes delay their output indefinitely with constant revisions, sometimes even quitting before they ever begin.
- When it comes to romantic relationships, Logicians have an interesting mixture of traits that often pleasantly surprise their partners. People with this personality type are always full of ideas, but they have few opportunities to explore their more romantic notions. As with any of their theories, Logicians love sharing with others, and in finally meeting someone where romantic thoughts are appropriate, they show themselves to be excited, enthusiastic, and even playful, flirting with word-play and intellectual games.
- None of this is to say that these relationships come easily to Logicians – they are shy and withdrawn individuals, and getting out and meeting new people, risking rejection and making themselves the center of attention in emotionally delicate situations are far from being their strengths. It is more likely that Logician personalities will leave a trail of breadcrumbs for a potential partner, allowing them to make the first move and committing to their partner as an act of reciprocation rather than bravado.
Marry! A Good Wife Makes Happiness, A Bad One, Philosophy
- From the start, Logicians take their relationships seriously – their imagination and vision, and the challenge of getting to know new people, make them all too aware of how important it is that they’re involved with someone, and they will prove themselves surprisingly loyal. Even early in the dating phase, Logicians are unusually direct and honest, doing their best to express their mindset and create mutual understanding, believing that this shared knowledge will help to minimize misunderstandings and avoid conflict.
- As their relationships progress, Logicians’ daily needs prove remarkably simple. Gifts, surprises, complex social plans and date nights are all fairly unimportant to people with the Logician personality type, but this is also one of their chiefest weaknesses – their partner may very much need these things, and it won’t even occur to Logicians to plan them out. For all their analysis and attempts at mutual understanding, Logicians are notoriously bad at picking up on others’ emotional needs.
- When it comes to conflict, there is a certain willful ignorance for Logicians, and they often set aside their partners’ feelings, and their own, for far too long.
- When these conflicts do arise and are inescapable, Logicians will do their best to find a logical solution. But this hardly helps if the problem is logic itself, that Logician personalities aren’t meeting their partners’ emotional needs. Logicians should keep this in mind, and try to meet their partners halfway by communicating on an emotional level – if they make this effort, understanding partners will recognize and appreciate the gesture, clumsy though it may be. After all, they need to afford Logicians the same benefit, and meet them halfway with logic and simplicity as well.
Beware the Barrenness of a Busy Life
- All this material asceticism and conflict avoidance support one primary goal – to free up mental resources for more important things. Logicians’ creative, vivid imagination make for a surprisingly enthusiastic, passionate, and romantic partner. While Logicians may prioritize their inner world too much, imagining interesting and exciting intimate situations that are never expressed to their partners, they also use this rich inner world to achieve as much as possible in intimacy – they rarely want for ideas.
- Physically, intellectually and with a little effort emotionally, Logician relationships are rich and rewarding connections. Partners who share the Intuitive (N) trait are usually best, along with one or two opposite traits to create variety and balance, but so long as Logicians remember that they are with people who have their own, independent wants and needs, and so long as their partners remember the same of their Logicians, these are long-lasting and satisfying relationships.
- Many of the usual motivations for making friends – emotional support, social validation, shared routine – simply don’t apply to Logicians. More likely, these concepts are met with disdain, as people with the Logician personality type prize intellectual depth above all else. It is not easy to become good friends with Logicians, but if there is a common interest and a common train of thought, the connection is likely to spark instantly, surprising everyone else who thought they had this distant personality type pegged.
Be Slow to Fall Into Friendship…
- Logician friendships are knowledge-based, defined by the exchange of ideas, theories, and concepts, and those who aren’t able to keep up with this, or who have sharply differing tastes (don’t talk to Logicians about celebrities) will find stony faces that border on rude. To Logicians, communication is often more of a nuisance than a pleasure, and conversation is reserved for topics that they find meaningful, or for people they already like enough to stick it out.
- Unless there’s a natural affinity for this intellectual style, few have the patience to try to penetrate their shields, and Logicians are left with a naturally small circle of good friends.
- Other Analyst personalities are a natural fit for Logicians, who share their passion for new ideas, riddles and solutions. People with the Logician personality type are knowledgeable and intelligent, and have a great deal of respect for those who can keep them on their toes in this regard. They will gladly help to tackle any dilemma thrown their way, offering up sound advice and rational solutions. As valuable as these qualities are though, they are not always the best approach – when it comes to emotional support or advice in dealing with matters of the heart, Logicians are at a loss.
- It’s not that Logician personalities don’t feel – quite the contrary, they actually have very strong sentiments. But this is not their strongest suit, making Logicians’ emotional reactions strong, untrustworthy and naturally in need of being tempered by their well-trained logic and rationalism.
…But When in Friendship, Continue Firm and Constant
- While they may not be able to help directly with these sorts of problems, Logicians help indirectly with unambiguous and reliable friendships. Logicians’ friends need never worry about power games or emotional baggage – they are liked for their minds and abilities, not their status or possessions. While it may not be easy to establish true friendships with Logician personalities, once the link is made, they will provide years of understanding and thought-stimulating ideas, making them well worth the effort.
- In parenting roles, as with many social roles, Logicians find themselves facing a robust but healthy challenge. Not a naturally sensitive type, Logician personalities struggle to identify with the raw emotions and irrationality that are often the standard with young children, who have yet to develop the sort of self-control and logical thinking that Logicians take for granted.
- People with the Logician personality type are nevertheless incredibly devoted – perhaps not in the traditional, emotionally supportive sense, but they are parents who are committed to encouraging their growing children to think and act independently, seek out new knowledge, and voice and defend their own opinions.
- For Logicians, knowledge is key, and they will do their best to give their children the tolerance and freedom necessary to acquire it. Logician parents take a relaxed, intellectual approach towards their children, allowing them to explore the world around them and overlooking the more minor offences along the way.
- Having no interest in exerting control over other human beings, Logicians are likely to allow their children to form their own principles – though they may take the opportunity of the “why?” phase to share their own perspectives and ideas, just in case.
- Logician personalities are not particularly demanding parents, at least not in the sense that they expect their children to live a traditional life of school > career > marriage > house > kids > retirement (and in that order, thank you very much). Rather, Logician parents are demanding in an intellectual sense – they want their children to ask if this path is the best path for them, and how to go about following a different one if they need to. This level of personal freedom can be daunting, and can take a long time to come to terms with, but Logician parents are prepared to stand by their children with support and advice for as long as they need.
- While there is hardly a better parent for having rational, intelligent discussions with their children, there is hardly a clumsier example when it comes to providing the emotional support that many children need, especially as they approach their teenage years. In this area, Logicians will need to either rely on a more capable partner, or to take themselves far out of their comfort zone in order to empathize without trying to clear away the tears with an endless series of rational suggestions and blunt truths.
Not Just Life, but Good Life
- Logicians want nothing more than for their children to grow up smart, independent, and tolerant, but if they want them to be well-adjusted too, they must make this effort. Logicians’ parenting style affords a great deal of latitude for their children, but with this freedom comes responsibility, and it is Logicians’ responsibility to ensure that it is used constructively. Though it’s a challenge for people with the Logician personality type to teach empathy alongside rationality, if they are able to pull it off, their children will grow into confident adults who know how to ask questions, use their minds, and take care of themselves no matter what comes their way.
- Logicians are solitary, eccentric, and independent – none of which is listed as desirable for corporate positions, which are usually designed for very different personality types. Logicians duly struggle in finding careers that meet their needs, but what they do bring, qualities in much higher demand, are creativity, a passion for theoretical methods and ideas, and an entrepreneurial, innovative spirit. If they are able to put this better foot forward to secure a position in a suitable line of work, people with the Logician personality type will find that, whatever the job listing says, these “less desirable” qualities will prove an asset after all.
A Poem of Numbers
- Chief among Logicians’ interests is exploring and building models for underlying principles and ideas, even going so far as to find these concepts, in their own way, beautiful – this makes them natural mathematicians, systems analysts, and career scientists, especially in more abstract fields such as physics. There are many other careers that allow Logicians to explore these interests, but many of them are far too rooted in uninteresting practical applications. As useful as it is to develop a better vacuum cleaner, it is no Large Hadron Collider.
- Logician personalities are self-driven and have very high personal standards – “good enough” is never good enough – but have few environmental needs. Despite this relative simplicity, they are often hard for more people-centric types to understand. Logicians live primarily in their own heads, and have little interest in social distractions like chitchat and motivational speeches.
- All Logicians really want is to immerse themselves in an interesting project, and anything that interrupts that, be it overactive managers, the need to manage others, or office parties or meetings, are simply unwelcome burdens.
- For this reason, the flatter the workplace hierarchy, the better, making small, technical workplaces and fields such as law, forensics, and laboratory research very desirable for Logicians. Insightful and open-minded managers who can accommodate these needs will find their Logician subordinates to be a tireless generator of brilliant and unique ideas. However, many people with the Logician personality type may do away with the immediate hierarchy altogether, opting instead to provide their services on a freelance basis as consultants.
Emotional Values: A Mere Illusion
- Where Logicians do not thrive is in workplaces that require them to provide a high degree of emotional satisfaction – cruise ship masseuses they are not. Logician personalities struggle to understand emotional exchanges, and service-oriented positions will prove baffling and exhausting for them. Though Logicians are talented analysts who are perfectly capable of understanding the theoretical importance of customer service, the day-to-day application of such a scheme is simply better left to more people-oriented personality types.
- Business is growing more complex every day, and this complexity is managed with technical systems, economic theories, and data. The need for novel approaches is stronger than ever for people and organizations to distinguish themselves. Though general people skills are often phrased as a must, it is the technical work that creates something to talk about, and it is in this pursuit that Logicians thrive.
- Work as business analysts and corporate strategists is well suited to Logicians, but they can also move things forward as data analysts, mechanical, electrical and software engineers, and even as technical writers and journalists, provided the field is interesting enough. If they can smile and shake hands just long enough to establish themselves as the brilliant innovators that they are, people with the Logician personality type will find that whatever the expectations for social conduct, it is the qualities unique to them that are truly in demand.
LOGICIANS IN THE WORKPLACE
- The running theme for Logicians is their desire for solitude, need for intellectual stimulation, and the satisfaction of the final piece of a puzzle clicking into place. Whether in subordinate or management positions, with colleagues or working alone, these privileges and the freedom to pursue them unfettered by social obligations and progress reports are about all people with the Logician personality type look for in their workplace.
- Though Logicians may scoff at the notion, they actually function best when paired with another person. Their position determines which personality type best fits their needs, but Logicians’ tendency to live in their heads and vent inspiration and creativity seemingly at random demands the presence of an implementer to ensure that no stroke of genius goes unnoticed.
- Under the right conditions, Logician subordinates are innovative, resourceful, and hard-working, easily wrapping their minds around whatever complex problems are placed in front of them and delivering unorthodox but effective solutions. However, these qualities require a great deal of freedom, something stereotypical managers are loath to cede. It is difficult to quantify these qualities on a resume – several other characteristics, like a relative indifference to job security and to being liked, exacerbate the challenge – and it can take time to grow to trust Logician subordinates enough to allow this latitude.
- Logician personalities prefer to work alone, but at the same time they despise “grunt-work”. Their focus on conceiving new and exciting ideas and ignoring the details of execution means that Logicians need someone alongside to keep things in order and actually put into practice their often unrefined ideas. Such a condition can’t be forced on Logicians, but a few logically phrased criticisms (certainly not emotional appeals or pep talks about working as part of a team) and clever management can make it happen.
- For Logicians, colleagues aren’t so much a group of people who they socialize and work with as they are a series of obstacles and diversions with occasionally useful knowledge. Mingling, chitchat, drinks after work – these make Logicians want to work alone, not get up in the morning. Despite this distance, people with the Logician personality type are unusually good at developing insightful and unbiased interpretations of others’ motivations, though sometimes they overthink it, becoming unnecessarily suspicious of others’ goals.
- What they do enjoy are riddles and patterns, and any Logician would be proud to be the guru who is sought after as arbiter on the validity of an idea, or for their insight on how to apply a principle to novel situations. Logicians love discussing theories, at least with “proven” colleagues, and are almost always available as impromptu consultants. This, however, does not apply to emotional riddles and conflicts, Logicians’ Achilles Heel – in these charged situations, Logician personalities have no clue what to do.
- While Logicians don’t care for managing other people, it is likely the most rewarding position as it provides the opportunity to direct concepts and theories while others handle the logistics. Logicians have a very tolerant and flexible style, characterized by an openness to logical suggestions and relative freedom for their subordinates. But this freedom comes at a cost – Logician managers have very high standards, and they expect others to grasp their insights instantly, and to provide their own in equal measure.
- As well as their demand for innovation, Logicians are better than any other type at noticing logical discrepancies – their tendency to ignore others’ feelings means that their criticisms often come hard and fast as they direct projects to their own perfectionistic standards. Here again Logicians do best with a partner, this time a delegator who can filter their thoughts and direct their team in more socially productive ways. A liaison can also help to deter schmoozing and attempts at emotional manipulation, a sure mistake for anyone who tries.
LOGICIAN PERSONALITY – CONCLUSION
- Logicians’ intelligence and logical reasoning skills are a force to be reckoned with. Be it a minor debate or a life-changing decision, Logicians will find it easy to entertain multiple ideas and keep a cool head. This allows Logicians to overcome many challenging obstacles – yet they can be easily tripped up in areas where careful and rational thinking is more of a liability than an asset.
- Whether it is finding (or keeping) a partner, making friends, reaching dazzling heights on the career ladder or learning to make difficult decisions, Logicians need to put in a conscious effort to develop their weaker traits and additional skills.
I gave up on Metallica a looong time ago.
But, I gotta admit that their new album Hardwired… to Self-Destruct is the best original recording that they’ve put out in thirty years!
In my opinion, the original line-up is still the best.
Dave Mustaine’s fingerprints are still all over their first two albums, despite having been ejected before putting any records out.
Cliff Burton kept them in a really good groove.
But, his untimely death totally took the wind out of their sails.
After he was gone, the best that the band could muster were cover tunes.
Really, I cannot think of any original material that was any good by the 1990’s.
…And Justice for All KIND OF still had some balls to it.
But, the sterile computerized bassless production just destroyed any soul left in the songs.
The Black Album put me to sleep.
The rest afterward was really shitty and kept getting worse.
Death Magnetic showed a drastic return to their older sound….somewhat.
Their new producer, obviously an old-school fan, gave them a swift kick in the ass to break bad habits that the band had accumulated since becoming mainstream arena rock-stars.
But, poor sound quality hindered it quite a lot.
This time around, they seem to be getting their shit together again…finally.
I still think Lars Ulrich is a douchebag tool and James Hetfield is a meathead asshole.
Kirk Hammet always seemed like a quiet guy just doing his job.
Jason Newsted got a raw deal from the get-go.
They always treated him like shit and eventually he, rightfully, quit.
I don’t know much about Robert Trujillo to have an opinion, though.
The whole Napster thing showed everyone just how little Metallica thinks of their fans, freedom of speech, and their own naked hypocrisy.
Being on the same side as Senator Orrin Hatch, on any issue, should give someone pause to reconsider their position.
File-sharing is no different than the tape-trading that Ulrich and Hetfield did in their younger days, turning each other on to new music that they could not hear through the mainstream media.
Now, since their contract with Warner Bros. has expired, they have started up an independent label Blackened Recordings.
They seem to have learned a few lessons about the internet since the 1990’s.
Each song has a corresponding music video on their YouTube channel.
I dunno if they still sue people over copyright bullshit or not.
But, I will give them the benefit of the doubt.
Will I buy their new album?
But, at least I don’t hate them as much as I did before.
Black Friday is over and the “Holiday Season” sorta officially begins. But, Christmas keeps arriving in stores earlier every year. No shit. They had Christmas stuff out BEFORE this Halloween! Jesus! I would like to have just one holiday at a time, thank you.
The dumpster fire that we call 2016 is entering its final month and, honestly, I dunno where the time went. I tell everyone that time speeds up as you get older. That’s why old people wear clothes that are so out of style. To them, it was still fashionable only just yesterday. I’m still mourning the death of Lemmy Kilmister.
I may or may not post a vlog online for this month. I haven’t been up to very much of late. The apartment building where I live is public housing. HUD transferred authority of this place over to another department, RAD, I think. So, I have been a little nervous about evictions. I am ALWAYS nervous about evictions, but more so when anything changes. Change is seldom good, in my experiences. The management will be doing an annual inspection Monday. So, I have been doing a lot of cleaning.
I haven’t received very much mail in a long time. Except, the wrong mail. The post office has repeatedly given me someone else’s mail this month. I worry that my mail may have disappeared somewhere en route.
I have been reading a few new books over the past few weeks; “Manage Your Day-To-Day: Build your Routine, Find Your Focus & Sharpen Your Creative Mind” by Jocelyn K. Glei, “ME Inc. – Build an Army of One, Unleash Your Inner Rock God, Win in Life and Business” by Gene Simmons, “Gunny’s Rules – How To Get Squared Away Like A Marine” by R. Lee Ermey, and “Music Law: How To Run Your Band’s Business” by Rich Stim.
The first book, “Manage Your Day-To-Day”, has been very helpful to me. It gives tips from many professional creatives on how to prioritize your schedule, stay creatively sharp, and keep from going insane.
Gene Simmons and R. Lee Ermey are both interesting characters. They both have their moments. Each of them have written what simultaneously serve as autobiographies and self-help books. Their personal stories help to make the points of what they have learned in life. I don’t agree with them on everything. But, I still respect them for the useful advice that they offer here.
I am just beginning “Music Law.” So far, I haven’t found much inside that I didn’t already know. I was looking for cheaper alternatives to doing some things. But, maybe I will just have to get enough money together for them somehow, eventually.
I am (at least) seven grand in debt right now. Thankfully, my van is running okay. But, my computer has really been acting up recently. It may be dying soon. I have no insurance on my van (or myself, besides Medicare). Not something I am happy about.
This is partly why I have not produced anything substantial in awhile. Money always gets in the way of everything. I have been recording demos, finishing some painting & drawing, etc. I feel a little embarrassed when friends with fewer resources than me are able to get so much more accomplished in much shorter time. But, that is why I usually prefer working with collaborators. They keep me motivated and offer encouragement.
I am trying to set aside a few bucks each month for my artistic expenses. But, it disappears quickly when there is no food in the kitchen. I visited Jo-Ann Fabric and Craft Stores a few weeks ago for some supplies. I had not been inside one for ages. But, I liked it. I used to go to Michael’s Arts & Crafts and Hobby Lobby (before Hobby Lobby’s Jesus freaks started fucking over their workers). I will no longer go to Hobby Lobby.
I have been updating old artwork from my previous releases, preparing to make Recycletapes available of all Mike Damn Nobody and other related recordings. My Bandcamp has been updated with new information and artwork. I am gonna begin making some T-Shirts again soon. Not really professionally, more like DIY stenciled. Since I can produce them on-demand instead of ordering a ton to be screened at once.
Theee Urban SpaceCat will get published when I can afford it, I guess. I will cut corners and try to get it out there sooner. But, I am really disappointed with how long it has been taking. It should have been done ages ago. At least I have had plenty of time to make changes to it.
Likewise, The Island of Misfit Noise (Movie) is going to take a lot of time to get anything done with it. I have been working on some rough drafts for the script and making a few notes about the production. I can probably begin shooting, sporadically, once I acquire a decent chroma key compositing (green screen) kit. The rest is pretty cheap. Mostly, it involves cardboard, papier-mâché, tinfoil, latex, and junk.
I have been gathering parts for a new ShitKit. They are in my storage unit, with the other stuff that won’t fit into my apartment. I have other parts to build some new noise machines with, too. After the apartment’s inspection, I will probably take everything over to my grandmother’s garage and use my grandpa’s tools to work on them. Who knows? Maybe I will arrange some live noise performances as Mike Damn Nobody again.
So on Tuesday 08NOV2016 this country elected Donald Trump as president. A man who is a caricature of every negative statement about America, white males and the Republican party. Not that Hilary was a good option. It was Lizard Queen versus the Great White Nope. The options were pure shit and people couldn’t stomach the idea of another Clintonoid after millennials went in droves to third parties. There is a positive about these results. The underground has been massively complacent over the past 8 years. This should shake everyone awake much like G.W. and the last Clintonoid did. I am looking forward to punk rock being amazing and prolific again. We need to have our hearts and minds open as we move forward through the cultural wasteland. Latinos and Muslims are validly scared of the growing white nationalist movement and anti-racist whites that proudly display our stance are scared of…
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I’m working on a schedule.
Dunno if I can stick to it.
But, at least it is a goal to strive toward.
I would like to write and record a new song each week. I have a terrible habit of only getting parts of things done before depression kicks in and I do absolutely nothing.
I would like to book at least two shows every month, one as Mike Nobody and one as Mike Damn Nobody. But, I SUCK, SUCK, SUCK at booking gigs. I think that nearly all of the shows I have played were booked by someone else or I was invited to perform.
I would like to publish a new zine about every three months, quarterly. But, I’m always broke. If I set aside a few bucks each month ($20-30), maybe I can build up a fund for music & art projects. We will see about that. I am currently (at least) $7,000 dollars in the hole.
I would like to release a new video blog, at least monthly. Maybe also a music video to coincide with each issue of the zine? I dunno. I tried to make vlogs weekly. But, I couldn’t do it.
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles returns to TV soon. So, I am definitely making each Sunday “Pizza & Ninja Turtles Day.” A TMNT marathon ALL DAY LONG.
Theee Urban SpaceCat
P.O. Box 1201
Taylor, MI 48180
I never felt like I had a particular “style” of playing or a specific tone.
Maybe I do and cannot hear it.
But, I always looked for little things in other players that would be useful in the way that I play and add them to my toolbox.
Everything became another color to paint with, whenever I needed it.
I generally use whatever the given song needs.
But, I try to combine things together in unusual ways, if possible.
I prefer ground wound strings over the more commonly used roundwounds.
They’re easier on my fingers and have a smoother tone, almost like flatwounds… but, a little brighter.
If I use distortion or any effects I am more likely to use a pick.
I prefer 1mm recycled copper/nylon picks.
If I use my fingers, it is usually to get more subtle tones from the actual strings.
I typically play with three fingers (ring, middle, index) instead of two.
It makes triplets and odd-meter pieces easier to play.
I wanna learn to play a bit more like country guitarist Danny Gatton, who had a banjo-like fingerpicking style using four or five fingers on the guitar.
Tim Commerford (Rage Against The Machine);
Lemmy Kilmister played guitar in the psychedelic band Sam Gopal and, for a while, roadied for Jimi Hendrix. “I’ve never come across a better guitarist than Jimi. Within a couple of years, I’d seen all the tricks but I wasn’t good enough,” he admitted. “That’s why I gave up the guitar and picked up the bass.”
Hawkwind‘s rhythm section of Dave Anderson and Terry Ollis was replaced by Lemmy and Simon King, both of whose style differed notably from their predecessors. This changed the band’s overall musical direction. Lemmy was a self-confessed inept guitarist who used volume and stagecraft to cover his lack of ability. He became a bassist by accident after joining the band, thinking he was replacing Huw Lloyd Langton. Lemmy said
“ I knew the guitarist because he took eight tabs of acid and then we never saw him for five years. ”
However, Dave Brock decided to play lead and continue without a second guitarist. Hawkwind’s bass guitarist failed to turn up and Lemmy was available. He said:
“ I learned to play bass onstage with Hawkwind… I go out onstage with this bass around my neck, and it was a Rickenbacker, too. The bass player, like an idiot, left his bass in the truck. So I’m learning. Nik Turner says to make some noises in E. “This one’s called You Shouldn’t Do That.” Then he walks away. ”
This led to Lemmy’s very unorthodox technique. Lemmy stated:
“ I just don’t play like a bass player. There are complaints about me from time to time. It’s not like having a bass player; it’s like having a deep guitarist.”
“You don’t tweak Lemmy’s bass sound,” producer Tony Platt noted from the get-go. “There’s a story that goes with that actually.”
He went on to explain how Lemmy’s Marshall amp blew up during one of the recording sessions. It was Friday and the boys needed the machine back on Monday. Seemingly lucky, the guitar tech managed to find someone who can get the job done in super-short notice.
“So off he went and we came in on the Monday and I said, ‘Did you get the amp fixed?’, and he said, ‘Yes, absolutely no problem.’ I said, ‘What was wrong?’ and he said, ‘Oh, it was just a couple of things that had burnt out. But while he was in there, this guy had all the original circuits and there were a few bits in there that were strange so he’s kind of put those right.’
“I said, ‘He’s done what?!’ The guitar tech said, ‘Yeah, there were bits of the circuit that weren’t the way they should be and he’s put them back to where they should be.’ I said, ‘No, no, no, no. Lemmy’s amp has been modified by a series of guitar techs over the years to sound like Lemmy’s amp. You don’t put it back to a normal Marshall. You leave all this stuff in there.'”
He continued, “Of course we plugged it in and it sounded limp and it just wasn’t the right thing. Fortunately this guy could remember what it was he changed to get it sound like it did. It was one of those moments of, ‘Oh, my god. No. This is terrible.'”
Greg Ginn’s guitar tone evolved from the fact that Panic / Black Flag had no consistent bass players. So, the guitar needed to fill up the lower frequencies better.
With a modified lucite Dan Armstrong guitar plugged into an old Peavey PA, he would overdrive the shit out of it, making it sound more like a very deep guitar amplifier.
Ginn’s guitar sound is distinctive, often recognizable within a few notes. His guitar tone is typically characterized by a lack of highs and a high amount of mids, which creates a muffled sound. Black Flag singer Henry Rollins has repeatedly compared Ginn’s playing not to any other guitarists, but to free jazz saxophonists Ornette Coleman and Eric Dolphy. These may initially appear unlikely comparisons, but a closer examination reveals some similarities: Like both saxophonists, Ginn tends towards highly emotive playing and has a thorough grasp of musical harmony, though often choosing to play notes that are technically “incorrect” but which frequently carry a greater visceral impact than “proper” playing. Ginn is an avid jazz fan, stating he generally prefers music by saxophone or piano players.
He and bassist Kira Roessler gradually moved to using solid state preamps, notably early models made by Roland.
Dee Dee Ramone / CJ Ramone (The Ramones);
Bootsy Collins has an interesting setup.
Each pickup signal is dedicated to a separate effects chain and amplifier.
So, he is able to use a wide combination of elements to get different sounds when he needs them.
Likewise, Chris Squire (Yes) separated the bridge pickup from the neck’s signal, splitting them into stereo, using both bass and lead guitar amps.
This gave his sound some overdrive without muddying up the low end.
Geddy Lee (Rush) abandoned live amplifiers altogether.
Since 1996, Lee no longer uses traditional bass amplifiers on stage, opting to have the bass guitar signals input directly to the touring front-of-house console, to improve control and balance of sound reinforcement.
Faced with the dilemma of what to do with the empty space left behind by the lack of large amplifier cabinets, Lee chose to decorate his side of the stage with unusual items.
I kinda added this concept to the Chris Squire / Bootsy Collins practice of using multiple amplifiers. So, one line goes from a DI, straight to the mixer.
I don’t slap nearly as much as some bassists.
But, I still like using some of these techniques when I need them.
Norwood Fisher (Fishbone);
Larry Graham, originator of the slapping technique.
One thing I like about Jaco Pastorius is that, although he is highly regarded as a great bassist, he never slapped…at all.
I also love me some groovy effects as much as the next guy.
Juan Alderete + Omar Rodriguez-Lopez (Mars Volta);
There is another post about my supposed “sound” and “look”:
When I am jamming with other people, they motivate me and kinda help focus what I am doing.
So, I am always bouncing ideas back-and-forth with them, trying to see where their talents and interests are.
If half of the group is into a specific style of music, that gives me a vague reference to work from.
I know what will work and what won’t.
My improvisational skills are kinda crappy, I admit, though.
Ironically, I need people to get out of my way and let me work alone when I am writing original music.
Cutting & pasting jam sessions into songs kinda works.
If I have no one to work with at all, I am kind of at a loss.
The music can go in all sorts of different directions.
So, finding my own “sound” can be difficult sometimes.
I am trying to shape what I do into a cohesive sound of my own, without tying my hands too much.
I would like to maintain the freedom to play whatever that I want.
Near as I can figure it, I guess that I kinda sound a little like Beck with a weird bass setup and tapes, maybe.
My working process, and limited resources, probably have more to do with any style that I may have than anything else.
I don’t have a drummer.
So, for percussion I must rely on drum machines, keyboard sounds, and whatever found objects that I can bang on.
I do not have other band members.
So, I rely on recordings of myself on guitars, noises, and assorted samples, to fill out the sound.
Compositionally, I like the cut & paste approach of artists like Magma, Cardiacs, Omoide Hatoba, Boredoms, Melvins, Ruins, Mr. Bungle, Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention, John Zorn, Carl Stalling, etc. and “mixtape style” of the Butthole Surfers, Ween, Faith No More, David Bowie, The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, etc.
I like a mixture of Hi-Fi and Lo-Fi in recordings = Mid-Fi!
But, I prefer a specific squashed compression sound found on early Primus, Ween, and Butthole Surfers records.
I was able to ask guitarist / producer Paul Leary once about how he achieved that sound for the Butthole Surfers.
He said it was due to cheap tape recorders, and only having one microphone.
So, I think they recorded directly from their preamps a lot.
I know that Primus did.
That works great for me, since I only have shitty cheap microphones anyway.
Vocally, I have a kinda nasally high-pitched voice that I never liked.
Kind of a bit like Neil Young, Wayne Coyne (Flaming Lips), Kurt Cobain (Nirvana), Curt & Chris Kirkwood (Meat Puppets), Marc Bolan (T. Rex), etc.
Although, I try to give it a little bit of a Tom Waits-like growl on the lower end.
I guess that I compensate for my voice with cheap microphones and whatever vocal effects that are available, trying to bury it.
Visually, of course, everything is very cheap by necessity.
I like papier-mâché and cardboard props and sets.
Puppets and miniatures can be very useful, too.
Green screen, data-bending, and other cheap effects.
My mixed-media paintings and artwork kinda have a cheapniz aesthetic, too, I suppose.
I use stuff from thrift stores, hardware stores, dollar stores, and found materials a lot.
I tend to visualize the exterior world, the “real” world, in black & white colors.
A cold, decaying, dying, world.
The interior world, the world of the mind and imagination, by contrast, is warmer and more colorful.
It is vast and endless.
I will probably post more about my gear setup & playing techniques later.
“All the various styles are organically connected to one another. I’m an additive person—the entire storehouse of my knowledge informs everything I do. People are so obsessed with the surface that they can’t see the connections, but they are there.”~ John Zorn
Continuing in a pastiche-composition style as Frank Zappa (although neither actually invented it) avante-garde jazz composer John Zorn has always interested me, since I first heard about him in the 1980’s.
His early career in the 1970’s included playing modified duck calls into buckets of water, as well as his improvised saxophone performances.
That alone, piqued my curiosity enough as a teenager to investigate further.
“The Big Gundown”, an imaginative reworking of Ennio Morricone covers, was his first big “hit” record in 1985.
Ennio Morricone, himself, praised the album.
His later hardcore jazz groups Naked City and Painkiller really made me into a big fan.
He was also instrumental in the release of Carl Stalling’s Merry Melodies / Looney Toons cartoon soundtrack recordings.
I am guessing that those projects are why Mr. Bungle chose him to produce their first album for Warner Bros. Records. in 1991.
I think I have to agree with Mr. Zorn’s philosophy of musical composition.
I was always an obsessive record collector.
Everything that I listened to felt interconnected on some level, even if they seemed separated on the surface.
William Shakespeare isn’t James Joyce or Dr. Seuss.
But, they all speak English.
Something like that.
I was watching some YouTube videos lately.
I got very annoyed.
Other bands are doing stuff that I wanna do.
But, they keep beating me to it.
I hate when that shit happens.
Maybe it is just that everything has already been done to death and we keep repeating and reinterpreting what came before us.
I know that, financially, I am gonna be screwed for the foreseeable future.
I am robbing Peter to pay Paul for as long as I have to.
I seriously doubt that I will break even before summer begins.
I keep putting off working on and publishing the zine until I can get ahead a little.
But, that doesn’t look like it is going to happen very soon.
I may do a cheaper version, than what I had in mind, until it begins to pay for itself.
Just a thought.
I will probably raid my boxes of old tapes that I have in storage and dig around for some incomplete material to finish.
I have a lot of it, going back nearly forty years.
Since I have been tinkering with the analogue multi-track machine, maybe I will include some fresher stuff with it, too.
A guitarist whom I have not played with in years contacted me and is eager to jam again.
So, maybe he can give me a morale boost and help me get my shit done.
I am always willing to jam with other people if they are interested.
I need to find somewhere that I can paint and make loud noises too.
Maybe somebody can help me with that.
Having a bad day?
It is time for a “Pizza & Ninja Turtles Day”!
Thee Urban SpaceCat
P.O. Box 1201
Taylor, MI 48180
My favorite Sub Pop band is Dickless, an all-female group with only seven brief songs in their discography.
I could go on much further about how I feel about Sub Pop, Grunge, and the mainstream co-optation of underground culture. But, maybe that should be another post later.
Dickless was a Seattle-based grunge rock band signed to Sub Pop records in 1990. Dickless is notable for their unique growling shrieking vocal style. Kelly Canary, the original vocalist, had a distinct growling scream that lead the quartet through short (approximately 20 minutes) and loud live performances. During their first few years, their loud and abrasive sound was new and unusual for an all-female music group. Simultaneously, their short discography included song titles and a song cover, “I’m a Man” by Bo Diddley, that were blatantly ironic given their abrasive sound and female members. The band name itself is meant to be satire. The group’s period of activity coincided with the emerging “Riot grrrl” music culture.
The original lineup consisted of Lisa Buckner (drums), Kelly Canary (vocals), Jana McCall (bass), Kerry Green (guitar). Lisa Buckner was soon replaced by Lisa Smith from Atomic 61 on drums. After a few years, Kelly Canary quit to form the Teen Angels. Lisa Smith would also join the Teen Angels later. Sub Pop employee Megan Jasper became the new vocalist after Kelly Canary’s last show. Jennie Trower eventually replaced Jana McCall on bass.
The group had a relatively short discography during their sporadic nine year existence. Their entire discography was seven short songs (most songs were between 1:00 to 2:00 minutes) spread across seven different releases (not counting the planned, but never released Anthology album).
Their release as Thee Dickless All Stars included Mark Arm of Mudhoney on vocals and Duane Bodenheimer of Derelicts on guitar. Their song Lumber Jack again included Mark Arm of Mudhoney on vocals.
Megan Jasper, it should be noted, was also responsible for a hilarious prank played on The New York Times.
Grunge speak was a hoax created by Megan Jasper, receptionist for Sub Pop Records. Under pressure from a reporter for The New York Times who wanted to know if grunge fans had their own slang, Jasper, 25 at the time, told the reporter a set of slang terms that she claimed were associated with the Seattle grunge scene in the early 1990s, but which she had in fact invented on the spot. The information given by Jasper appeared in the sidebar of a November 15, 1992, feature article of the New York Times. The sidebar, titled “Lexicon of Grunge: Breaking the Code,” mistakenly said that Jasper was working for Caroline Records.
In truth, there was no particular slang language used in the Seattle grunge scene. Many [who?] had in fact resented the assumption by the Times that they even had a slang, as well as the claim that it was “coming soon to a high school or mall near you.”
Thomas Frank of The Baffler, a journal of cultural criticism, demonstrated that the list was a hoax. He revealed that Jasper had purposely misled the Times as well as the British magazine SKY magazine as a prank. Jasper had been sick of the attention that reporters were paying to people involved in the Seattle grunge scene, and thus pulled the prank to get back at them for their relentless fascination.
The Times demanded that Frank fax over an apology for claiming it had printed false information, believing that it was Frank who was the hoaxer. Frank instead sent a letter standing by the story. “When The Newspaper of Record goes searching for the Next Big Thing and the Next Big Thing piddles on its leg,” he wrote, “we think that’s funny.” Frank considered the article to be part of an attempt by mainstream culture to co-opt the grunge scene and felt that the Times had gotten what it deserved.
Shortly after the release of The Baffler‘s story, some people in Seattle began selling and wearing t-shirts with the words “lamestain” and “harsh realm” printed in the same font as the famous banner of the Times. The words themselves never caught on as actual slang within the grunge scene (though “score” and “dish” are in use elsewhere). One of the terms, “harsh realm”, was used as the title of a science-fiction comic book and a short-lived 1999 television series based on it, and was used by characters in The Dirty Pair comics written and drawn by Adam Warren as part of their futuristic slang (where it had the same definition as the one Jasper created for the term). The events of Jasper’s prank would be documented in the 1996 film Hype!, a documentary about the grunge scene of the early 1990s.
Grunge speak words
During the interview, Jasper made up the following terms and their definitions:
- bloated, big bag of bloatation – drunk
- bound-and-hagged – staying home on Friday or Saturday night
- cob nobbler – loser
- dish – desirable guy
- fuzz – heavy wool sweaters
- harsh realm – bummer
- kickers – heavy boots
- lamestain – uncool person
- plats – platform shoes
- rock on – a happy goodbye
- score – great
- swingin’ on the flippity-flop – hanging out
- tom-tom club – uncool outsiders
- wack slacks – old ripped jeans
Well, this is just great.
Lemmy dies at the end of 2015 (age 70) and now David Bowie’s death starts off 2016 (age 69).
Everybody is dying!
You had better appreciate people while you can.
They will be gone sooner than you think.
An inspiration to millions of fans, he made whatever music and art he wanted to whenever it suited him.
He didn’t follow trends.
He created them.
Truly, a one-of-a-kind individual.
He had been diagnosed with liver cancer eighteen months earlier, fighting it until the end.
And just to show how devoted he was to his music, his art, and his fans, he literally wrote and produced his final album from his death bed.
Take THAT you lazy bastards!
Bowie’s producer Tony Visconti wrote:
He always did what he wanted to do. And he wanted to do it his way and he wanted to do it the best way. His death was no different from his life – a work of Art. He made Blackstar for us, his parting gift. I knew for a year this was the way it would be. I wasn’t, however, prepared for it. He was an extraordinary man, full of love and life. He will always be with us. For now, it is appropriate to cry.
I am listening to some old school beats, trying to get into a mood to use my drum machine sounds on something.
It isn’t something that I just jump into.
I have to be in the right mood for drum machines, I guess.
Without a reliable drummer, this is the best that I can do, I suppose.
Growing up in Detroit, during the birth of Hip Hop and Techno, it should be no surprise that this had an influence on me.
As kids, many of us would tape The Electrifying Mojo off of the radio at home and then breakdance to it during recess.
Daft Punk and Fatboy Slim are the closest things to it that I listen to nowadays.
I just don’t hear much happening in that genre that interests me much, lately.
Thirty years ago, it was much, much, different.
I still like all of that stuff and the groups that inspired it (Kraftwerk, Parliament-Funkadelic, etc.), although by and large I am pretty much a punk rocker at heart.
Today was shitty enough already.
This news is just shit-flavored icing on the shitcake.
Lemmy Kilmister has died, at the age of 70.
His birthday was just a few days ago.
His health has not been very good for the past several years.
In fact he recently had to cancel a show in the middle of the first few songs, apologizing to the crowd who came to see him, because he was too sick to perform.
That was when I knew he would be gone soon.
An inspiration to thousands of fans, including me, the man was a rock & roll legend.
He never gave up.
He never sold out.
He always did whatever the Hell that he wanted to do, the way that he wanted to do it.
If someone didn’t like it, they could fuck off.
Not only was he a hero to me and others for his music, but the way that he chose to live his life.
It is the only one you’ve got.
Better enjoy it while you can.
I ❤ that man for it.
I first got into Faith No More around when Introduce Yourself came out.
Punk rocker Chuck Mosley stood in stark contrast to the professionalism of the rest of the band.
They were a tight musical group, with this strange guy who could barely sing as their vocalist.
I loved it.
He had replaced Courtney Love as lead singer a few years prior.
Can you imagine what that must have sounded like?
Anyway, the difference between when he was replaced by Mike Patton is night and day.
It is like two totally different bands.
In turn, he replaced HR of the Bad Brains a few years later.
I think he was an excellent fit right there.
But, I guess it didn’t work out between them for some reason.
Like the David Lee Roth / Van Hagar dispute, Chuck showed me how important a lead singer can be.
Even if the vocalist isn’t very good, it is extremely difficult to replace them.
So, I always tried to take the lead singer position, when it was available.
Not that I have a great voice.
But, I couldn’t afford any instruments, at first.
As long as I was in tune and sang in the correct key, I felt that bands would have little reason to get rid of me, despite my personality flaws.
True, I was never kicked out of any bands.
But, people quit a lot.
While I was still a teenager, performing in shitty cover bands, I tried to teach myself to sing like Mike Patton.
He is a damn good singer, with lots of range and diversity.
How many other vocalists can blend Frank Sinatra with Sade and Justin K Broadrick of Godflesh / Napalm Death?
Unfortunately, I just don’t have the pipes for it.
I have always hated my voice.
I am told that it is because I use cheap microphones.
But, I guess everyone’s voice sounds weird to them when they hear it played back to them.
I think that I am finally beginning to get used to it.
The less I try to sound like someone else and just be myself the better that the results are, I believe.
Still, it is good training to mimic something, at least at first.
I used to be an excellent mimic of voices and sound effects.
I did a lot of impressions as a kid.
Maybe it does help your singing voice.
I started playing bass guitar in the late 1980’s, around the same time as the funk punk / funk metal craze was beginning to gain popularity.
I wasn’t deliberately trying to imitate anybody in particular, although I did get compared to Les Claypool and Flea quite a bit.
I don’t slap nearly as much as they do, just a little bit… as an accent.
But, admittedly, funk music is part of my repertoire.
I grew up on bass players in the 1970’s like Rick James, Bootsy Collins, Larry Graham.
Hell, even the Bee Gees had some good songs.
Add to that funky punks like Mike Watt (Minutemen / Firehose), Rob Wright (NoMeansNo), Larry Boothroyd (Victims Family), and Jah Wobble (Public Image Ltd.), then it is no surprise that I sometimes got lumped in with guys like Flea & Claypool.
The Red Hot Chili Peppers are okay, I guess.
They have always had a great rhythm section.
Without Flea, their band is nothing.
The RHCP’s songwriting, though, has always been kinda…. mehhhh.
Most of it kinda sucks.
A weird thing about them is that their best albums are usually released just after they have replaced yet another guitarist.
They use them up like batteries, sorta, and have to keep changing them to be any good.
Honestly, Anthony Keidis and Flea are the Beavis & Butthead of the group.
Keidis is an annoying asshole and Flea is an idiot, like his retarded friend.
Maybe their personalities suck the life out of guitar players.
I gotta respect Flea as a musician, though.
He did evolve over time, grew as a player, and was never half bad to begin with.
The dynamics of their guitars, created by original guitarist Hillel Slovak, has always been impressive too, no matter which replacement has copped his style.
The Island of Misfit Noise went through many permutations during its original 15-year run.
MarshaKat and myself were the the only constants of the group, a bassist and keyboardist who both played some guitar.
The name changed a few times before we finally settled on the IOMN.
Now, it is not as much of a real band as it is a recording project, with many contributors coming and going.
I still wish that I could have made it work somehow.
One element that I wanted very badly was having two drummers, who could play some interesting rhythms that would be impossible for a single percussionist.
I dug bands that had double-drumming lineups, like Grotus, the Melvins, the Butthole Surfers, the Boredoms, … Hell, even the Grateful Dead, the Doobie Brothers, the Allman Brothers, and James Brown’s backing band the JB’s all had two drummers.
Unfortunately, finding any drummers around the Detroit area who are into that sort of thing was nearly impossible.
We had it going like that a few times.
It was great while it lasted.
But, they always quit before we could accomplish very much together.
Finding even a single drummer was sometimes difficult because, as one guy put it, my ideas were “too big and weird.”
I guess projecting a bunch of surreal film footage on a wall behind the band is too ambitious for some.
I eventually built my homemade ShitKit drumset because it didn’t look like we were getting anywhere without a dedicated percussionist.
I preferred the clunkiness of hitting pieces of scrap metal over the sound of commercially-bought cymbals anyway.
But, I am a shitty drummer and I know it.
For awhile, we had one guy named John Pirog – who’s only job was breathing fire and smashing shit up, like old TVs and guitars.
It was pretty cool, while it lasted.
But, he left to go make independent horror movies instead.
I thought it would be cool to maybe have three guitarists, one playing a classic Gibson SG through a Marshall amp, one playing a modified Les Paul with a Line 6 Variax installed inside hooked up to a really good quality Line 6 guitar/amp/effects emulator rackmount, one playing a Roland-Ready Fender Stratocaster with a bunch of Roland guitar synths and emulators, etc.
Either we could have had guitarists double on keyboards & samplers or simply had a dedicated keyboardist.
Currently, I kind of make-do by making sound collages on tapes and playing them back on my Dictaphone machine.
Will the IOMN ever be a real band again?
It is always possible I guess.
Will it ever be what I have pictured in my head?
It will just be whatever I am able to scrape together at a given time.
So, I will have to get-by, doing what I can alone, recording lots of stuff and maybe performing what I can as a one-man-band.
But, that is life.
Check it out, yo’.
I am in a wiki article.
Where can I get a prescription?
I was reading an article about My Bloody Valentine‘s album Loveless.
Boy, is this depressing.
Because, it reminds me so much of myself when I am trying to complete something, the conflict between perfectionism and pragmatism.
It was only scheduled to be recorded in five days but took two years to complete, pretty much bankrupting their record label in the process.
While that is not as bad as how long it took Guns & Roses to complete Chinese Democracy, it is still pretty bad.
Kevin Shields had writer’s block for twenty years afterward.
The article compared his nervous breakdown to Brian Wilson and Syd Barret’s.
My medications help manage my depression, so the highs and lows aren’t as severe.
But, it doesn’t “cure” me of anything.
I still have to fight myself to do ordinary things.
I have to remind myself that the ideas in my head aren’t going to translate unscathed into the real world.
Sometimes, I just gotta work with what is readily at hand and GET SHIT DONE…. NOW.
Obsessing over details is a common problem for me.
“Noise Music” isn’t like that.
It is more like controlled chaos.
Fingerpainting with sound.
Throwing sand into the air.
There aren’t any wrong notes.
I dunno how to get into “the zone” when I need it.
So, I try hooking up with other artists.
Maybe they can help push me along.
Not always effective.
I used to meditate.
But, that got boring.
Drugs are no help.
I try drinking a little.
But, it is also always a crapshoot, if it will work.
The best I can do is just wait until I am ready, then take the opportunities when they present themselves.
It leaves a lot of work unfinished.
Quantity over quality.
But, at least that is doing something.
Maybe if I keep reminding myself to just “Get it done and over with” I will get further ahead with everything.
When I was a kid I HATED Rush.
Aside from a few hits, I flatly despised them.
Geddy Lee’s high-pitched singing voice was so annoying and their albums in the 1980’s were so over-saturated with synthesizers.
I am not a big fan of synths made in the 1980’s.
I prefer synths made in the 1960’s-1970’s.
They just had more warmth and bottom end to them.
The band were vocal supporters of that cunt Ayn Rand.
Everything about them was just so pompous and yuppiefied, it seemed.
But, after getting into groups like Primus and Ruins, I went back and gave them another chance.
I decided that I kinda liked them in some ways, but still disliked them in others.
Even when I hated Rush, I respected their musicianship.
They could write complex music and they could really play.
It was Geddy’s voice that grated on my nerves.
But, after awhile, after listening to Les Claypool’s singing it didn’t seem so bad after all.
In fact, Geddy’s voice has deepened with age over the years, making it a little more to my liking.
They have also distanced themselves from Ayn Rand’s bullshit “philosophy” of objectivism, over time.
So, that is a relief.
They also seem to have grown a sense of humor with age.
And, in contrast with their former headlining tourmate Ted Nugent, they are actually nice guys.
So, I guess, people can change and grow on you.
Maybe there is hope for us after all.
I renewed my P.O. Box this month.
But, the incoming mail has been kind of slow.
I admit, my response time is sometimes slow, because I often lack enough postage.
I still try to reply ASAP.
Folks who write to me might get published in my cassettezine, Thee Urban SpaceCat… if I ever get it published, that is.
P.O. Box 1201
Taylor, MI USA 48180
I first heard the Melvins back in the late 1980’s, around when Ozma came out.
This was wayyy before they became professionally-known as the “Godfathers of Grunge” or Kurt-Cobain’s BFFs.
Hell, no one even knew who the Hell Nirvana were back then.
My first impression was that they sounded kind of like what-if Black Flag were chopped-up in a food processor and reassembled wrong.
I totally dug it, immediately.
Well, a couple years later, as Nirvana-mania was finally dying down a little, I got to meet them.
Our paths have crossed a couple of times ever since.
In 1994, the Melvins were getting their 15 minutes of fame, being interviewed on MTV and in all the big name glossy magazines.
They had released Houdini on Atlantic Records and, as King Buzzo would say, they became a “flavor-of-the-nanosecond.”
This was just a week or two after Kurt Cobain’s dead body was found.
So, I imagine that they were still reeling from the news of this, being old friends of his.
I was going to see them perform at Saint Andrews, in Detroit.
I showed up early and went inside St. Andrews, looking for a pop.
The bar wasn’t open.
No soda machines.
The place was still mostly vacant.
I asked the guy at the door if I could leave & re-enter.
He said “sure.”
So, I went out in search of somewhere to get a Diet Pepsi.
As I crossed the street, happen to notice the Melvins and their entourage heading toward a Greek restaurant, to eat.
“Cool,” I thought.
I got back to the club.
But, the same asshole who said I could come back wouldn’t let me in! Bastard.
I wondered if the Melvins were still at that restaurant, and sought them out.
Sure enough, it was them, the other bands, and (pre-Foo Fighters) David Grohl.
I told them about my dilemma.
They were totally cool about it.
I ordered another pop and waited for everyone to finish their dinner.
Buzz gave me a backstage pass and we all headed back to the club.
David Grohl introduced himself to me and everyone else that he met, “Hi, I’m David.”
I thought, “Well, no shit. You’ve been on the cover of every magazine for the past three years.”
He was a really positive nice guy, though.
Dale Crover was very friendly too.
I got to stick my pass up to the guy who wouldn’t let me back in.
Everyone seemed to have guests with them, besides the bands themselves.
The band let everyone eat what they wanted from the deli tray.
I was too young to drink.
So, they wouldn’t let me have a beer.
I had a good time.
It was a little surreal though.
David Grohl told us stories about bowling in Germany.
I vaguely wondered if Allen Funt was hiding behind a door and that I was really on Candid Camera.
Anyway, it was a good show.
Like I said, we’ve crossed paths a few times since then.
A few years later, I was supposed to appear as an alien in their music video for Mombius Hibachi.
But, because of time and budget, my part got cut and they used “Goober” of Goober and the Peas (Jack White’s old band) instead.
Oh well, you win some you lose some.
I’m kind of in the mood for some Residents today, some psychedelic bunny-hop music.
My favorite era of theirs is the 1970’s-1980’s, up until the death of “Snakefinger” (Phillip Lithman).
Fingerprince is probably my favorite album from that time.
They made few public appearances during this period, spending most of their time recording albums quite prolifically.
I first saw them on the fledgling MTV, back when it played music videos all day (remember those?).
The Residents, literally, invented the music video.
I feel like their songwriting suffered a bit as they relied increasingly on new technologies and spent more time on the road touring.
The death of Snakefinger was also a crushing blow to the group.
I am not sure if they ever really recovered from it.
But, even to this day, I still enjoy their creative output.
They never stopped making more and more music & art, of every possible medium.
I was not feeling well for a couple of days.
I am doing better now.
While making a mixtape for a friend, yesterday, I was listening to many musical duos and one-man-bands.
It got me thinking of ways that I could condense songs written for a five-piece group into a one-man-band format.
Not something I relish doing.
But, I feel like it is a matter of necessity, if I am ever going to get anything substantial done soon.
One-man-bands commonly are one person who sings and plays guitar while drumming with their feet.
My foot coordination is TERRIBLE, though.
I am working on ways around little problems like that.
But, basically, I will be playing bass & singing through my usual odd setup (it may be a little stripped-down for live performing) and playing my hodgepodge junk drum set, the ShitKit.
The original ShitKit got hauled away, mistakenly, awhile ago.
So, I am working on building a better one, a new-and-improved “ShitKit 2.0”.
It may be a slow, gradual, process.
Some pieces are cheap or free.
Others are a little pricey.
But, I will get it finished, eventually.
Anyway, I may alternate between the bass or drums.
I may play some parts simultaneously, if I can.
I will probably require my Dictaphone machine and taped drum machines, samples, keyboards, whatever.
I will work it out, somehow.
The first issue of “Thee Urban SpaceCat (CassetteZine)” will likely contain some of this material inside.
I will try to get that out as soon as I can.
The most common hurdle, for me, is financing.
But, maybe i can find cheaper ways of getting it done.
Mike Nobody =^.^=