Metallica, Cypress Hill, Front Line Assembly, Project Pitchfork, KRS ONE, Tool, Mindless Self Indulgence, KMFDM, They Might Be Giants, Beck, Bjork
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I never know how to describe my music to other people. Some phrasings I?ve used in the past have been:
a mixture of industrial rock and hip hop
weird music for weird weirdos who are weird
original artronica
Yet I keep going back to the drawing board in search of a better way to put it. I?m probably never going to come up with the perfect description for my music, but perhaps I can articulate some of its recurring themes. My songs typically are...
...dense and "foreground".
...lyric-centric, employing a unique and distinctive half-sung / half-spoken vocal style.
...filled with overtones of frustration, desperation, fear, impatience, etc.
...written using an experimental, novelty-driven approach.
...made with virtual instruments (synthesizers, software).
So whatever genre that all adds up to, I guess that's what my music is.
Regardless of race, gender or creed, each of us has a seemingly innate drive to accomodate our personal preferences. That is, we enjoy feeling certain ways and doing certain things, and we tend to do whatever we can to feel those ways and do those things as frequently as possible. This is perfectly natural, and is in fact one of those things that makes us human, but it implies something we would be wise to acknowledge: any time we devise a plan to approach this or avoid that, we must take care to ensure that it does not cage us in the long run.
Inevitably, these crafty strategies of ours dull into habits and nestle themselves into our subconscious. From that point forward, they rule our behavior. More importantly, they rule our behavior and we don't know it. We've totally forgotten that they're the result of one of these personal preference pursuits; instead, we begin to believe that they are absolute and compulsory, so we follow them without question. Bit by bit, our lives becomes more and more focused on these formulas rather than the desired states of being that had inspired them. Ultimately, if we don't call them into question with the intent to either update or abandon them, we find ourselves trapped in labyrinths of obsolete rituals, frustrated with, though largely willing to admit that, the fact that they no longer work. From here, we spiral down into a profound inflexibility characterized by obsessive attention to impertinent minutia, little things that any spiritually healthy individual would be willing to reconsider or compromise. Instead, we grow increasingly isolated and find ourselves at odds with those around us, and with the world itself. This in turn leads to all foms of violent oppression and insanity. This is bad.
Reconsiderate addresses this issue by directly confronting said "obsolete rituals" and mocking what he feels (or fears) they could yet develop into if left unchecked indefinitely. What he uncovers, both in himself and in others, are unanticipated or unacknowledged bumps in the road, repressed nightmares that have been itching to find their way to the surface. And he lets them out. In this way, Reconsiderate serves as a sort of midwife for a person's instabilities.
During these intense moments of confrontation, Reconsiderate's intentions are that the outdated and dysfunctional strategies be recognized as short-sighted and finite miscalculations, deserving only to be purged as we go back to the drawing board. This process of re-evaluating one's beliefs and calling one's perspective into question is reconsideration, a discipline that supports spiritual and psychological evolution, even at the expense of comfort.
The word itself, "reconsiderate", can be understood as an adjective that means "able and willing to adapt". It is rightly applied to anyone who understands that every aspect of his being, from his most lofty ideals down to his most basic assumptions about life, is subject to infinite scrutiny and is destined to be torn down eventually, razed to clear space for What Will Follow. Reconsiderate folk know when it is their time to go, and they resist not at all. They work with The Little Death, knowing that some immutable facet of their soul survives it, and that only this immortal aspect of the soul is worth their time and attention in the first place. "Why bother with anything else?", they reason. There is no permanent tangible self, so those who agree to change and evolve as the world around them changes and evolves survive. Contrast this with the fate of those who hold onto the constructions of previous selves and chase impossible fantasies...
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Hey! It was nice to see a familiar face at Wednesday Poetry! It was a great night! Best of luck in your midwest life! Keep writing and performing Mr. Reconsiderate....
Cool, Sounds like your making some good moves. I have just done some music cues for a local TV station and they are filming 8 half hour slots of 1undread. The episodes should be streamed on the internet when the are ready too :) We are also about to release some new music soon. I'm interested to hear what your new stuff is sounding like.
Hey Anthony, Good to hear from you! All's well here - cold to me, but I'm sure it's nothing compared to where you're at. My son just visited for Thanksgiving and we sat here checking out music and poetry (Yours Included!) for hours. It was wonderful! Hope you had a good Thanksgiving. Ever get veggies from the garden you planted? Have a good one!
thx 4 adding - AND it was good meeting you @ NEON BEATZ! That was fun. :) Enjoyed my stay, discovered new wild tunes, had a good laugh at some oneliners of yours in the chatroom -> won't miss it next THU (FRI that is at my place ^^). meet you there.
I hear ya. For Halloween I will be working for a few hours while wearing a big, fake, nasty, oozing scar to disturb all around me, removing such scar and looking for more work and then going out at night to photograph fireworks in the park. Then I will be going home to get absolutely hammered and then venturing deep into the mountains on Saturday (also to take pictures)...
Hope all is well with you in all of the chaos... I'm gradually learning to deal with it as I slowly lose my mind...
you mean 'back up copy'? it's just sort of sitting there, i thought we both weren't very happy with it. or did you mean a new one? a new one would be sweet, gotta do decabitch first though
