A Horny Angel with Laryngitis being rimmed by a highly trained Elkhound in the back of Santa's Sleigh whilst hovering over the Taj Mahal, stealing gold from the roof and replacing it with photocopies of essays on economics composed by second year pottery students from Stowford where they make nice dry Cider that's very tasty and cooling on a hot day in August with the sun on your back, a song in your heart and a stoat in your pocket.
Rhys David comes in two halves, there's the half that will never compromise, the rock god, the bastion of artistic integrity the part that will never kneel before the corporate c***- I mean teet. His songs are his babies and although thoughtful and considered feedback is always welcome, change for the sake of being more likeable or saleable is simply not on the menu. He produces material for promising talent whether they can pay or not, he produces radio drama's and writes purely for the love of it, he will happily spend an hour listening to a band who aren't very good because they've asked him how they can be better.
The other half is the pragmatist (NOT prostitute, let's make that quite clear.), the half that writes to someone else's brief- who's? Whoever's paying of course. This is the half that teaches and coaches for cash, the half that coaches acts who's best hope is not to be quite as crap as they are now, the part that will swallow it's pride and take a part time job that's nothing to do with music if it means the other part can afford to buy new strings and a better sound-card. This is the part which sometimes has trouble getting through the day but without this one, the other cannot function.
Both halves are a self taught singer/songwriter who has been writing material and producing his own recordings since the tender age of twelve. Descended from a long line of musicians/entertainers he is also a writer, an actor and produces and directs radio dramas in his spare time for the country’s first full time Community Radio Station of which he was a founding member.
His musical influences are multiplicitous and eclectic, raised by a father who produced rock, punk and pop in the seventies and eighties and a mother who’s tastes leaned more towards Billie Holiday and Fats Domino. Rhys’s Grandparents also steeped him in Cole Porter, Gershwin and Berlin as well as heavy doses of Bach and Rachmaninov. After spending time in Nashville Tennessee learning to appreciate the care and craft of the country scene Rhys struggled to fuse his disparate tastes into a style of his own until, during the obligatory Seattle phase in the nineties, he finally discovered a unifying influence. Radiohead could blend seemingly any influences into more and more sophisticated work with each passing album without people successfully pigeon-holing them and he was finally assured that, as he had always suspected, music is music. There’s good music and there’s bad music and genre is just a way of deciding which groups of confused fashion-victims and unwittingly uber-conformist “individualist” teenagers you might not get mocked by this season.
Letting go of labels gave him the freedom to write simply what sounds good to him, which is after all, the root of real integrity. To be true to one’s own tastes, and one’s own most honest critic, though always difficult, became the guiding principles of Rhys’s artistic endeavours. Whether audio, visual or literary, Rhys seeks to one day create something for which he would himself be willing to go into a shop or onto a website and fork over hard currency.
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I've been alright. Got lots of classes and costume projects to keep me busy. Just conjured my first original design for the upcoming renaissance fair and I'm almost done with it. Once it's finished there will be pictures for everyone.
How have YOU been? Busy I assume. I still listen to your tunes and sing along, I know all the words to Crutch and Headcrack now. I love them both so much. :3 Negatrend will be the next for sure. Golly it's purdy.
You're a Hazelnut Tree (Extraordinary ) — charming, sense of humor, very demanding but can also be very understanding, knows how to make a lasting impression, active fighter for social causes and politics, popular, quite moody, sexually oriented, honest, a perfectionist, has a precise sense of judgment and expects complete fairness.
Hey Rhys, would be great to see you at Acoustic Night Live sometime! We have some great acts lined up for April & May - Ghost of a Dog & Deadpig are playing too! Would love to have you play.
rhys i cant believe that "oh no" is not on here anymore... i've been telling nicole about it and now i cant play it to her! what am i gonna do eh??? eh!!!???
^^; Well, the reply's in my blog if you care to read it. Nothing new covered, though, just making sure I understood what you were sayin' before I moved on~
It's so weird that you posted that blog comment earlier today... Seriously, about an hour before I got it, I had titled one of my livejournal posts "tangerine dreams" after the line in Headcrack, which randomly popped into my head...
It could just be that your songs always have at least one really fun lyrical descriptive weirdness per song, but I still find it quite coincidental. :3 Anyway I thought I had to tell you, 'cause it was just too neat.
Also I'm working on replying to what you said, it took me this long to even throw a grasp at an understanding, so you'll have to forgive the slowness... The effort's there at least. :)
Oh I love yer stuff Rhys...........beautiful......where have you been? Give my love to your dad too....but you write like a pro..........enough said. Tamzin;-) x
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear somebody, happy birthday to you. See, I know how to post comments, I just don't know how to make it bright and shiny
