BL27 report
OK so here’s the deal. For this session I thought I would try the random card approach that Brother Typewriter emplyed in BL24 - i.e. that the cards had instrument names written on them, rather than notes or chords, and that I would just pick a card, produce some music using whatever instrument that card said, pick another and lay down a second part, and continue until that track seemed ‘finished’.
I made up 10 cards, which were:
vocals, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, bassline, drum loop, Technics keyboard, synth sounds, kazoo, recorder, mouth organ.
And so it began. I produced 5 tracks in this way and then went off at a tangent and produced the next 2 using some ideas that had occurred to me during the day.
7 tracks in all - not a full 12 hour session by any means. I basically produced them in about 6 hours, although I then subsequently spent several hours polishing up the last track, by sourcing lots of samples from the Conservative Party Conference via the BBC iplayer and working them in.
Hope you like the results.
Buffalo
October 25th, 2009 at 1:16 pm
facilitator - great, would this have happened without the cards? Of course not! Very spooky - the ring mod/harminca is an unusual and unsettling sound. I enjoy the lyric.
swoops and soars nicely. The vocal melody really is a cracker.
Landscape below - the kazoo’d melody is lovely. You’ve a gift for these gentle, pastoral mildly proggy songs.
Chixie died frickin - Funny little tune - interesting how the card method gives equal weight to drum loops and to harmonica or kazoo!
solo force 3.2 - nice beat! Wow that really rocked. Recorders are the new Kazoo!
Somethings gotta give. Great lyric.
Bumble and tumble - what a ride! recalls acid-campfire era Julian cope, Bonzo dog band, Ian drury
Send in the army - BB on a roll is a wonderful thing. Righteous ire and a floyd mash-up! Excellent. I love that the Tories think that the miitary are disciplined anyway (abu graib?). Well done BB. Well done. In my classroom I only get to see a tiny sliver of the human behind an angry, confused insecure child. And that sliver doesn’t come by shouting at them or crushing discipline - of course not! This week I struggled to keep stop myself crying in front of the class when one of the lads after an outburst and a telling off aplogised to me and said “Its because she moved my crayons - no its because of my dad!”. Send in the army? Twats.