Got scared that murmanskdays would delete me and urgently decided to write something, even though I don't really care.
Today, November 18, is Independence Day here in Latvia.
I'm home in Daugavpils right now. Wanted to meet up with my second cousin Artur and my college buddy Edik. Didn't work out with either of them, because both of their wives have birthdays today (sic!).
Instead, I went to see the fireworks in the evening, which I brazenly called a parade in the comments to gugiens, thereby leading the philanthropic Gugens into a
misunderstanding, since he was craving photos of people at the parade. What parade, when it's -2 outside and gets dark at 16.00 ?
Then I drank some vermouth, even though I previously told phoneme that I'm a teetotaler (turns out I lied), and now I'm writing all kinds of nonsense out of boredom.
So as not to write completely in vain,
Sorting Things Out
Decided to sort out why me I feel distrust towards rock 'n' roll, indie rock and jazz. I'll start from afar.
I recalled that once, after repeatedly listening to the output of the Sonig label, meaning the compilations "comp.", ".ilation" and some other minor stuff, all other music began to seem terribly simple and primitive to me. In principle, it makes sense - Jan Werner, a former member of Oval and current one of Microstoria, the author of the Lithops project, claimed this: "there is nothing more complex than the music of the Sonig label right now". As far as I understand, he meant more complex in terms of internal structure, and partly - in the difficulty of listening and understanding. That is, this music is a classic example of what an unprepared person would call "vile noise that has nothing to do with music", while a music lover - a fan of rock would say "this is some kind of noise".
So anyway, the sounds in it are so densely planted, closely connected and intertwined that to make out anything becomes super complicated. But if you switch to some instrumental easy listening, it immediately becomes exceptionally repulsive - you can hear all the instruments, recorded cleanly and separately. That is, it sounds as if people turned on a drum machine, a few synthesizers, and are playing along to themselves on a guitar or some banjo. Meanwhile, from time to time they reprogram the synthesizer, changing the tempo and instruments, adding and removing effects. This, for example, is often how Vangelis or Enigma sound. I have a question: do they really think that this is how music is made?
Once artem_r dropped a phrase that most people don't even hear the music, but only hear the rhythm and melody (or rhythm and sound?).
I immediately started wondering whether I belong to those who hear and what it even means - to hear music? I started wondering exactly because the ancient rock of the 70s doesn't do it for me.
In modern rock, or rather, "alternative", I'm "hooked" not least by a cool, competently produced sound, harsh and gloomy-sounding guitars with stylish effect processors, dissonances and a jagged rhythm, plus electronic effect-gizmos. And the melody, of course. So what, are all these just external attributes, poppy "hooks" ?
As for electronic music, if it's simple - there I like the groove, the sound, and the mood, that is, the atmosphere created by the track. But if the music is elaborate, like my favorite alternative hip-hop, there also appears an amazement at the variety of samples, their inconceivably organic combination and absolutely otherworldly manipulations with rhythm.
The main question remains - is there something else in music? Something more significant than everything listed above?
Or have I actually listed the most important things, but my ears, ruined by overcompressed and filtered sound, simply don't perceive the relatively soft and natural recordings of the 60s?
P.S. I wrote this text a long time ago, wanted to make it long, but forgot to finish it. So I'm posting it as is.
King Crimson
I read the lyrics to the songs on King Crimson’s latest album. A band I love very much.
I was disappointed. The lyrics, though they go well with the music, are banal and rather dull. On the other hand, if they were abstruse, that wouldn’t be very good either. And so it goes.
Muzprosvet
Gorokhov totally killed it this time!
Instead of a story about music, it's about the food industry: the world of food coloring, flavorings, and MSG. And about Matthew Herbert's new album, which he made purely from sampled sounds of that very food industry.
A must-listen for everyone!
It seems to me that Matthew went a bit overboard with his attacks on globalization and supermarkets, and things aren't really all that bad. Then again, I live in a relatively prosperous country in this regard, where it's still very easy to buy natural products.