New Fall Tech.

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So I ordered a new laptop recently to help me with any upcoming musical efforts…and mostly to avoid any unnecessary blue-screening from the old one. A bit of a chunk of change, but worth it for the customization. The only issue is that now I also need to procure the extra funds for upgraded DJ and sound production software, Traktor Pro and Ableton 9, respectively. Also worth it, but maybe at a slower rate of acquisition. There’s always going to be other gear to purchase in the grand scheme of things. I like using my old stuff, but sometimes it’s not compatible with new operations. And everyone loves to get new stuff, even if cash flow is dicey.
On that note, I’m including a new track on the Bandcamp page. Figured I’d toss this one up because I had most of the parts prepared (on my archaic version of Ableton), and it was sounding pretty great. Imagine a future world suddenly littered with lifetimes of discarded busted electronics, broken metal and plastic, and you being disoriented by the surrounding masses of jungle-like peripheral cables and endless extension cords hanging over the earth. What kinds of misplaced creatures or tribal cyborgs would you encounter? Ponder this scenario while you listen to los beatniko‘s new single, “Jungle Of Wires.” Here’s the track:

Here’s to a new season of collection! With purpose!

Passion for sound art.

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I read a good article my friend Gary James Joynes shared recently, by writer Geeta Dayal. Got me thinking about my role as a “dial twiddler” in the universe, and how I’ll never be happy doing anything otherwise. Isn’t this how an artist expresses oneself? By inventing and experimenting in their chosen medium, because it’s NECESSARY for personal satisfaction in their world. Not because anybody has to like it. Not everyone will. If there are those who appreciate (or pay you for) your creations, then give yourself a well-deserved pat on the back. You made an artistic impression on an audience who gets your stuff. Sound artists have been messing around for centuries, with varied tools and results. Everyone has their own method. The fact of the matter is that sounds are heard differently by a multitude of different people (especially these days), no matter how they’re created. And I’ll do it till I’m dead.  End of story.  Here’s some art:

Content Drop!

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So the tech world of today is drowning in “content”.  That’s what we call media these days…any piece of video, photo, sound, text or other entertaining or interesting tidbit found in the teeming internet ocean that may one day be given a thumbs-up by the masses.  It used to be a tangible thing, like full-page magazine spreads and vinyl records.  Or cozy on the couch with snacks for prime-time action TV.  Now anyone can take their own videos or be a shutterbug, digitally…using their phone!  Now called a mobile device.  Isn’t it crazy that one of the earliest advances in communicating with others verbally is now used for just about anything you can imagine?  This includes capturing digital content to proliferate on innumerable websites.  And there’s no shortage of those “content providers”, whether it’s a social site or vid page or photo viewer.  They want, or rather need, your content.  The populace has a limited attention span, overstimulated by media from all sides, and requires something else to garner amusement or get a smiley from.  So if they’re not getting the fix from a giant media conglomerate, it may as well be you.

So why am I going on with this obvious rant? Well, there is some dismay over people glued as phone-zombies, however the same things were said about television or video games.  The real point is the creation of content for this blog.  It comes down to what kind of life record you embody in the digital ether, and if it can be accessed by the technologically adept.  Therefore I’m submitting a few pieces for my digital history, whether anyone notices in the inter-sea or not.  The content is largely photo art in nature, recently made from archived pics.  I tried not to work too hard on it, because it was about the fun of making more of them.  So I will.  Maybe next time with my phone…