I've had one of those days where I was particularly irritated by the awful mainstream music playing at my day job. So it was a particularly nice feeling to come home and listen to some really nice indie content because fuck did I want something to listen to that doesn't make me want to punch a 6 year old.
(Song: Dogzilla - Without You)
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Some interesting modulation effects with noise too. Hey vocals, and guitar, into techno/disco beat.
The only thing is the nearly constant level of the mids and highs seems to lower the bass at times, but it works, woof, with this track really.
Thanks, and I like the name of the band too.
Yeah. I just hate the world.
I'm so jaded, if anyone else but me can see, hear, smell, or taste it, it must be mass or overproduced garbage.
I stick to using my feces to produce the only media fit for my consumption. Indie from my ass. I win.
/wrist
“The martyr sacrifices themselves entirely in vain. Or rather not in vain; for they make the selfish more selfish, the lazy more lazy, the narrow narrower.” - Florence Nightingale
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It seems that satellite music channels in North America have gone to repeating playlists and a formula sound, even more since the merger of Sirius/XM.
Well how about this for indie art, there's a guy who used 200,000 dead ants to make a picture.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/a...r-artwork.html
I was actually thankful when the grocery store went from Muzak to actual music, even if it was the Backstreet Boys in 2005 (were they even still around?). If I had to hear the Muzak version of Madonna's "Don't Cry for Me, Argentina" one more time, I may have jumped through the meat grinder...
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For me, they can't stop playing that stupid Nirvana stuff and the music slides downhill from there. Nirvana is listenable maybe once a week, but every day for five days straight is enough for me to want to mangle that loud speaker. Most of the music is stuff I can't really properly ID (and I don't intend to), but they have taken an annoying liking to that Swiffer ad music (Love Stinks or whatever) not too long ago. All I know is that the aging manager in the building and I have very different tastes in music.
One thing is for sure, when Christmas rolled around, it's actually relieving to hear "Dance of the Sugar Plumb Fairy". That is a pretty low standard in my books.
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Find out how the sound system works, woof, and hijack it for a while, and play what you like. You could even find out how to record their station IDs and then drop them in your mix so that it sounds legit.
I read an interesting story about a guy who played his music on a TV station's audio track. The laundry he went to was right next to the municipal building, which ran a cable TV channel that showed slides of local events, time and temperature and things like that.
For the sound they just replayed a local FM station, and he figured out that if he had a low power transmitter and got on the same frequency, he could replace the FM station's sound with his, and go out over the whole cable system. It was late at night and no one was at the station to know, and he hid the transmitter in a gym bag while he did laundry.
I don't think it was a one off thing either, he did it for a while, and I don't know how many people watch those channels, but you have to believe someone heard the shows.
Feed it the Arrogant Worms catalog but save "Christmas Turkey" for the holidays.![]()
As a person who played brass in marching, pep, and jazz bands - as well as a couple runs in symphony - I geek out for classical, big band, and marching music.
I guess the one thing that has saved me from becoming totally cynical is that I actually love music. I just don't say it. It's not some fashionable thing for me, not the newest brand. It's not a status thing, it's not a show of intelligence or culture.
It's music.
Cynics and critics are the fad that wear me thin. Sadly, they are garnering an ever-increasing presence in my life.
“The martyr sacrifices themselves entirely in vain. Or rather not in vain; for they make the selfish more selfish, the lazy more lazy, the narrow narrower.” - Florence Nightingale
Listen to some of Anthony Braxton's marches then, they are lots of fun.
It's no fun to be forced to listen to music all day. Where I got cynical was with radio stations, their small playlists when there is so much other music out there, their distorted sound. Almost no one knows what plain analog FM radio can really sound like, it can be beautiful if you don't crank the volume to 11.
Can't fight that argument. I usually listen to the local rock station because it has the broadest range of music (time-wise) to dip into.
The hip-hop station irks me because it also includes R&B, and the new R&B shit annoys me, the top 40 station, or "party" station as they call themselves, is mostly meh.
On both of the former, I enjoy flashback days. Music from before I had to fight my age to enjoy music.
A lot of the time, I'm thankful that I have kids, or I may have let the cynicism creep in on me, and would have been talking like a music critic.
My newest self discovery? That danceable music will never make sense to those who don't dance.
“The martyr sacrifices themselves entirely in vain. Or rather not in vain; for they make the selfish more selfish, the lazy more lazy, the narrow narrower.” - Florence Nightingale
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