Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1283: The Same Thing Again

I’m sitting here and I’ve realised that the songs I was gonna crap on about might be too long for the task right now, so I’m just sitting here and hoping that I can get through the next photo gig. Looking forward to it, but not enough sleep after last night’s one.

That’s all I have. I have nothing else to say and it hurts as I want to be productive but once more fatigue has reared its tired head and I am beholden to its whims, of which there are few, if any, so maybe it’s more like a whim, and by that I mean maybe it’s more like one task that was planned out years and years and years ago and so there’s little else I can do about the whole thing, but such is life. Such is the way of the cookie that crumbles as you hold it aloft in the hopes that it gets into your gullet before it gets onto the ground.

This weekend will be a long one, but I will get there. I will make it to the end and once I make it to the end I will be able to declare myself as having made it to the end of the weekend and that will be something. That will be a thing that I can consider myself as being a completer of, and that completion is the making it from one end of the weekend to the other. Until then I have to live it but that’s okay. It is okay to be alive and go from one spot to another and do all the things and… yeah. You get the idea.

So now I’m here and I’m trying to work out if there is anything with meaning within me that I can express in a way that reaches out and touches you as you are reading this, but I’m between gigs and last night’s was good, and so will be the next one. They are challenges and they present themselves as such and they are fun to tackle. It is learning by doing and you think about all that and then get on with your day with what hopefully is a refined set of skills. If not refined, then at least developed in some manner.

Just need to get past sleep and make it to the end of the weekend and I’m saying the same thing again so what am I doing by saying all of this?

Not much, really.

There is little to say but I’m getting there and I’ll get through it all in the end, and I’ll have learned something and I’ll have thought about what it is that I am doing and hopefully be better the next photo gig I do. That’s what I hope. Of course I could be worse but… actually, maybe that’s a legitimate plan of attack, somehow. Maybe I should work on being worse.

But how to get better at being worse?

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:56:78

I wrote this this morning, just getting to sharing it now.
I think some of this is okay, but there’s a lot of waste.

Written at home.

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Pylon With a View

Another photo of Lockleys Pylon, though with a bit more space.
I was trying to get a framing that gave a sense of the surrounding landscape and I think I did a decent job there. There are likely better ways of framing this, but I think at least here there’s a better idea of how the pylon fits into the landscape.

I hope you enjoy.

 

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Clouds Above Utility

I was going through photos the other day so as to send a bunch to someone I know and I came across this one. I remember wanting to share it here, but I also was dissatisfied due to the presence of the utility pole. When I took this photo I was at the clearest vantage point available so I did the best I could.

The cloud looks almost like a wave or a giant clam, and it appears massive. I think the dulled colour works well; there’s a sense of drama, but it’s not overbearing.

I hope you enjoy.

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Flattening Hill

Taken during one of my recent wanderings.
I tried to push the shadow a bit to see if I could get a more intense contrast, which is what I got. This is more intense than I wanted but I like how part of the hill is now flat in appearance due to the shadow.

This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s “Monochrome Madness” for this week. Participating is pretty straightforward and something I recommend. If you do, then include the tag “monochrome-madness” in your post. If not participating, then at the least check out Leanne’s photography as well as what other people submit.

A lot of what people are submitting will likely end up here.

I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1282: Pepper in Sauce

Hearing my gut toss and turn is not something I want to hear right now, and I’m not so I don’t know where I’m going with this.

I think I need to think of something else.

Hearing the exceptional terror of space as one floats away into an endless void is not something I want to hear right now, but maybe it’s a good cure for tinnitus, or at least a good mask. Might take a while though. Might get bored.

Where was I going?

Oh, right.

So yo-u know how there’s sauce and there’s pepper, and generally it’s not a good idea to mix pepper with sauce unless the sauce is some sort of pepper-based sauce, such as peppercorn sauce which doesn’t have any corn in it? Well, who is to say that I shouldn’t mix more pepper with sauce? Who is going to stop me? I’m allowed to play god is I so want; I’m an artist!

Oh, sure, those people that work at the restaurants say that I’m making a scene but all I’m doing is trying to create something new and beautiful. I don’t need their scorn and condemnation. It is they who do not understand that the only way forward is to make sure that everyone engages in this experimenting.

One day, one day they’ll see! But until then I will wear their ridicule and scorn as though it is a badge of honour, for these philistines will eventually come around and when they do they will have conveniently forgotten what they did to me and what they told me, and it is then when I will strike. I will wait; I will bide my time, but strike I will and unprepared they will be, and then it is I who will hold the last laugh aloft, above all heavens whilst those who were deniers and preventers will be prostate at my very presence, but they shall not remember. Even in their fealty they shall not remember.

Then I will reveal it all and they will know and they will not be able to revel in their pride but rather be engulfed by their shame, for the error of their ways will be apparent to all and they will have no choice but to reflect on their actions and the denial of the truth. They will have no choice but to resolve the conflict that now exists between the idea of who they are and who they are, and they will end up better for it, and more respectful the next time they even dare consider snubbing their noses at someone who is bringing the culinary world forward through their daring and cunning.

Until that time comes, however, I shall continue to work and bring more pepper to sauce unless I somehow end up hearing the exceptional terror of space as I float away into an endless void. If that happens then I might have more important things that I’d need to deal with beforehand.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 08:11:15

Bit of a messy start but I like where this went. Just silly stuff but really fun to write.

Written at home.

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High Pass Filter: Nice Coordinated Outfit

I churned out the draft for this last week. Thought I’d have it edited the following day and I didn’t. Did some then and I think a little more a few days later. Did most of the work today.

I cut out a fair bit due to repetition and ended up with a review that was shorter than I hoped. It feels a bit too brisk and doesn’t say much of anything. I think that the intent to cover the album in an informative way is there, but I missed the mark.

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I’ve been meaning to write about High Pass Filter’s Soft Adventure for quite a while. However, I lack the articulation required to write effectively about that album. As such, covering High Pass Filter has been on the back-burner. With the release of Nice Coordinated Outfit I’m a bit miffed as I now feel compelled to write about High Pass Filter. Clearly that is unfair.

To briefly cover their history, High Pass Filter existed for a short and long period of time. They supported a bunch of groups, headlined a bunch of own shows and attracted a small, yet strong fanbase. It’s arguable that their sound had a root in dub (because it did) and they were quite capable of twisting it whilst sounding like themselves. Due to their relative obscurity, a new High Pass Filter release is a bit of a surprise.

Nice Coordinated Outfit is a compilation of High Pass Filter’s material, both released and unreleased. It runs through live recordings, remixes and studio stuff. Two of the live recordings bookend the album; The first one feels introductory and sort of allows room for what follows, whereas the second one feels conclusive to what came before. Between them the flow is sort of a movement through moments rather than eras, looking more at High Pass Filter’s ability to work with sound and space than their growth and development.

The release leaning toward the group’s more dub-centric stuff also helps to highlight how they worked with sound. There’s an anchoring of sorts but enough variability to keep the songs congruent with each other. On one hand it would’ve been great to see more of the variable stuff. At the same time doing so would risk throwing the release off balance. Tracks like “Meep” and “Skint” make sense as they straddle the line, so to speak. Something like “Chicken” or “Eat System” doesn’t quite.

In terms of the sound the compilation sounds good. There’s a crispness to how everything sounds and it’s difficult to tell if anything is too loud or quiet. The remixes have punch where necessary, the live recordings have a great deal of clarity and the studio stuff has an appropriate balance between sounds. The tracks from Soft Adventure feel like they’re slightly flatter, but admittedly that likely has more to do with my strong familiarity with that album than anything else.

Nice Coordinated Outfit functions best as an introduction to High Pass Filter, but it’s also nice for fans due to the inclusion of material both from their output and outputn’t. It highlights their consistency in variability and gives an overall satisfying listening experience. Perhaps the inclusion of some other tracks would’ve been nice, but what we get here is appreciable.

As a side note, I realised that this may be titled after “N.C.O”. If so, where is it?

WHERE IS IT?!

Nice Coordinated Outfit is available here.

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36 & zakè: Stasis Sounds for Long-Distance Space Travel (Stage 3)

One listen.

I started hoping to write something with longer sentences, but early on I decided to continue on with the way I was phrasing. I’m not sure if it made for a good bit of writing. I know it could be improved had there been better organisation of the words so there was more of a flow as this feels like scattered thoughts. That said, I think it covers the song well.

36 & zakè’s “Stasis Sounds for Long-Distance Space Travel (Stage 3)” is from Stasis Sounds For Long​-​Distance Space Travel. When I first heard the album there were three songs on it that I wanted to write about. Didn’t realise they were the first three of the album; I thought I’d picked some from later on.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

Soft, calm, dramatic. Slow, stretched. Melancholic. Sad. Perhaps hopeful. Looking up. Looking out. Waiting for the right moment. Careful. Trying to reach out. Trying to touch. Trying to communicate. Formless and distinct. Formed.

Floating. Drifting. Aimless, focused. Relaxed. Stressed. Heavy. Light. Seeing the days dissolve into an eternal nothingness. A moment that lasts forever.

Longing. Space, emptiness. Surrounded. Isolated among others. Unaware but knowing.

Muffled with clarity. Elongated. Outward and onward. Growing quiet. The song ends.

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36 & zakè: Stasis Sounds for Long-Distance Space Travel (Stage 2)

One listen. A bit shorter than I thought it’d be, but I cover an idea of the song well enough. Not enough, but well enough.

36 & zakè’s “Stasis Sounds for Long-Distance Space Travel (Stage 2)” is from Stasis Sounds For Long​-​Distance Space Travel.

I hope you enjoy.

Airy sound comes through, though maybe it’s more fair to say floating sound. It is gentle and calm, and upon the main part something like a wind or a breath murmurs. All draws long as though the energy to move with a liveliness has long left.

It’s slow and gradual and there’s a heaviness in how this proceeds. It’s light but it’s heavy, and within the sounds as they move comes a lower end, drifting, floating on endlessly. It travels with delicate movements and within the sounds a fragility comes forward, and much like the sounds it fades away as the song ends.

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36 & zakè: Stasis Sounds for Long-Distance Space Travel (Stage 1)

One listen for this one.

I had a bit of trouble writing this as I started thinking about whether I should try to describe the sound or draw out imagery. Focusing om imagery would’ve worked much better and some of that is here, but perhaps not enough.

36 & zakè’s “Stasis Sounds for Long-Distance Space Travel (Stage 1)” is from Stasis Sounds For Long​-​Distance Space Travel.

I hope you enjoy.

Slowly and quickly a long calm laps at its shoreline, and all fades out as it fades in. A grand silence fills out and around, and the only thing that disturbs it is the calm.

The sounds seem to recede and advance in slow motions; it is at ease as it reinforces itself. Eventually something else comes in, taking away the sense of certainty in a way. At first there was perhaps a sense of excitement, but now something along the lines of loss and sadness appear. If not specific, then the sense of melancholy is there and it grows, and what was no longer is. The sounds have taken on a new context as they move through the silence, slowly unchanging whilst they continue to move calmly.

They move as though long trails, and they grow heavy and seemingly burdened, but they continue onward, still with that slight excitement, and they fade away as the song ends.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1281: Being Tired is a Thing

Being tired is a thing that happens sometimes and you try to get used to it but you can’t always and so that’s the way life goes. However, it could be argued that it is better to not get used to being tired and instead try to not be tired by getting enough rest.

Now my question is: How does one go about getting enough rest? Where do they find this? Is it hiding under a rock? Under the couch? Under the growing bags that hang under my eyes, reminding me of my inability to get what one would classify as a full rest involving having eyes closed and remaining closed for a complete eight hours?

I guess that’s more than one question, but you get the idea.

So I need to find some rest but it is something that I cannot have. I am unavailable for rest. I am available for pulling my hair out and hoping that everything I need happens sooner rather than later. I also am available for sitting here and wondering where the day went and ignoring the amount of stuff I’ve gotten done due to a need to ensure that I always feel I’ve not done enough.

I could get up and go to bed and try to rest but that would involve some sort of effort and I don’t want to expend the energy that I have into something that I have not in case I don’t get it after all the work. It is only good to do things in which I know I’ll succeed. Otherwise what’s the point?

Well, of course there is always a point but that’s beside the point. The whole thing here is that I need rest but will never get the rest I need and so I just need to continue on with my life and hope that I get the rest I need somewhere along the way. I don’t think it will happen and perhaps I will prevent it from happening as, even though its happening does mean some sort of success, in reality that is what I am afraid of.

There is a deep and primal fear inside of me that success will lead to more success and I am not one to go down the path of achievements. The only thing I can really do is stay here and sit still and wait for the sun to pass before I go to the floor and start crawling and howling, startling the neighbours and planting the seeds of terror in the hearts of the innocent. Slowly I lose distinct features until I become an amorphous shadowy form and no one will know what I stand for and where I’m going.

I’d be going down the road to get some ice cream but they don’t need to know that, and perhaps it is better that they don’t know. There are things that people are not meant to know and their knowing could very well upset that.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:13:76

I feel this bit of writing got better toward the end, and that feeling is partly based on the increase in silliness.

Written at home.

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