Red Moment in Sound

Another photo of Taka during the recent MONO concert.
This one has some interesting colouring to it, or at least it appears to, and specifically due to how the guitar’s body reacts to the red light. Other than that I just think it’s a good gig photo, or rather good for what I usually end up getting.

I also think this makes a good comparative to the previous photo of Taka I shared. Less a sense of motion, more stillness.

This is my submission into the two hundred-and-forty-eighth Lens-Artists Photo Challenge. The theme for this one is “Mood“.

The host of the Lens-Artists challenges cycles weekly between the following people:

Week 1 – Tina

Week 2 – Patti

Week 3 – Ann-Christine aka Leya

Week 4 – Amy

Week 5 – John Steiner

Week 6 – Sofia Alves

Week 7 – Anne Sandler

Week 8 – Donna

Week 9 – Guest host

Sofia is curating this one. John curates the next one.

The challenges are fun to engage with. The themes are specific enough to keep some focus whilst loose enough to allow room for interpretation. I recommend participating as it’s a fun community to be engaged with and it’s a good way to focus on subject. If you don’t participate, you should still check out what others of the Lens-Artists community are submitting.

I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1246: Dragons in Reality

Cold morning, don’t care. Gotta go look at places. Gotta go see new faces.

What am I writing here?

So anyway, I think that it’s time to be real: Dragons could totally exist within a contained space of reality so long as the rules and regulations on how things are changed in some manner. Then again, maybe they couldn’t need to and all that dragons would need to do is be small enough so as to be able to fit within the functions of how we perceive reality.

They don’t even need to breathe fire or some kind of tomfoolery.

So they could exist and then we’d have them around but there’s a good chance that there would be a division between us and them as we clear stuff away and they likely wouldn’t want to live in a cold and uncaring concrete jungle of sorts. There’s a good chance that they’d much rather be nowhere near us… until they discover all the food and waste that we leave behind and then start scavenging all that stuff.

Then they’d be pests and because we’d treat them as pests rather than the creatures that are trying to survive that they are, it’d be fine to kill them off or try to control and heavily regulate them. They could be treated as an inconvenience in this particular scenario and we really would.

Of course the dragons would lurk at the fringe where human civilisation and the idea of wilderness meet, though some would live in the cracks, nooks and crannies of the urban space and they’d go through dumpsters and whatnot in the search for food as it would be an easy source as a lot of food is found in rubbish.

Of course we’d not be happy with that as food that isn’t used must be thrown out and so we’d set up traps and deterrents and work toward forcibly removing the dragons. We’d also continue to expand outward and they’d keep moving away, or at least some of them would.

Some people would accept dragons as something they have to deal with and be okay with that due to not having much of a say in the matter and some would keep them as pets. However, a lot of people would treat them as the pests they are, and why wouldn’t they? After all, it’s our space that the dragons are encroaching upon; they need to go back to the forests and wherever else they live. Hanging around the cities and the suburbs, getting food and spreading across in an uncontrollable way is totally unacceptable!

So of course there would be a reaction to this as dragons are seen as cute by some and just trying to live their lives so therefore because we see value in their aesthetic appeal they might get some protection in some places. Maybe.

You never know with these things. Sometimes they go in ways that are completely unexpected, but no one wants pest dragons.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 08:19:72

Clunky in places but I really like this bit of writing.
It came out really easily. I think I stopped at some points but overall it was just a really smooth writing process.

Written at home.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1245: Clunky Writing

Another day passes with little event within this room. Just a lot of being busy but not achieving much, but there was little procrastination.

A lot of being tired, but that also is not different from the norm. Excellent. All remains as is and all that was shall forever be. Routine sets in like the sun sets off and I just sit here and do those things and… yeah.

I was hoping to get more done today but perhaps it is rest that was truly needed.
However, there was not much rest.

There was a lot of being cold for little to no reason. Oh well.

Soon the evening will arrive and with its arrival shall come the advent of night and with that a dark veil shall drape itself across the land. I’m soon going to be moving through this darkness so as to obtain a light of temporary use. It is going to be a time of times and it will be exciting for there is work that needs doing and the light shall guide me through that work, and I have no idea as to why I am talking about this.

Maybe I’m trying to unfurl a little and blossom into a true purveyor of language and all of its wonders, but I don’t want to believe that. I prefer to clumsily smash words together and force them into sentences that show my low stature in civilisation. I prefer to be a peasant, uncouth in their use of expression and I prefer to roll around in the mud. People look down at the pigs but the pigs enjoy their lives and so I’d much prefer to be with those who enjoy each other and others.

I cast aside my pen and choose instead to write with the dirt that I can find, or at least a cheaper pen. Maybe I can not even do that and instead just start talking with people and then engage in dialogue and crush my words together in awkward, uncouth and uncivilised ways so as to be able to get points across that make little sense to those in the towers made of ivory. I shall choose to not be enlightened and communicate with the masses and I shall not wonder why they don’t understand me, and that’s probably because I will be aware that I’m talking a lot of shit that makes little sense due to my choice of making language angry by refusing to use it in an elegant or clear way.

So anyway the day has been a bit long and I didn’t get much done, but at least the period known as “work time” is over so I can now go get a light to guide me through the darkness, or something.

I think that between now and the point at which I get the light, however, I should do some more writing, but I won’t as I need to actually leave here if I want the light.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:23:67

I was quite tired when I wrote this.
On the plus side I’ve got that light.

Written at home.

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Farther, Foggier

I’m sharing this photo more as a comparative to this one rather than for any other reason.
I think the landscape is nice enough, though perhaps a little flat. There is a kind of layered feel to it as well which I like, but what I really like is how it shows the same area as the prior-shared photo, and whilst it’s not exactly the same bit there’s still a clear example of how different something can look under differing conditions.

I hope you enjoy.

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One Thousand Word Challenge 203: Some Rambling About Cycling

Yesterday I went for a cycle for the first time in a good few months and when I got back I felt like writing but I didn’t because other things needed doing. Now I’m sort of writing about it, or something.

I was going to go for a cycle today but I’ve been asked to do some photographing on Saturday night which will come straight after working. I’ve agreed to do it but it means that, due to my lack of cycling I won’t be cycling today. Body needs rest and all.

Well that and being tired and procrastinating and it’s around the middle of the afternoon, so… yeah.

But now I sit here and I’m wondering if I should have written about cycling yesterday. Would anything have changed? The answer is that it is unlikely that anything would have changed, but maybe I would be sitting elsewhere right now. Perhaps I’d be sitting on my bike’s saddle, pedaling around and appreciating all the sights and sounds and a bunch of other things, but really I’d be cycling and feeling sad as I’d be listening to sad music to help carry me to wherever I would be heading, which like would be to some location before deciding to turn around and head on back home.

It’s the way it goes some of the time. It doesn’t happen all of the time, but it certainly happens some of the time.

Feeling tired and all is not fun; especially when it’s from doing something you haven’t done from a while, but it’s something I’ll overcome. I want to cycle more. I miss cycling on a regular basis. I miss being able to get around on a bike to some places. I don’t miss regularly cycling over The Sydney Harbour Bridge to get to work, though also part of me does. At the same time I’m glad I’m not doing that anymore as if I was, it would mean I’d still be at a place I would much rather not bet at, despite how much it felt like a place where I belonged with a group of people, though I probably didn’t.

In thinking about this I also miss cycling down to Greenwich wharf, catching a ferry across to Birchgrove and then cycling home to Glebe via Iron Cove. I don’t miss the kind of sadness that I was going through at the time. I don’t miss that kind of pain; just more the cycling itself. It was a good trek.

There was one time when I went that way to work. Maybe more than once. Cycling uphill after getting off the ferry wasn’t fun though. Well, cycling up that hill in particular. Could’ve been worse of course, but getting up earlier than usual just to be able to do that trek wasn’t justifiable to me.

Possibly wasn’t fit enough at the time either.

I think about a lot of the rides I did around that time, which was between 2013 and 2015. To be more specific it was more 2014 to 2015, but the time varies depending on what is considered. 2014 to 2015 is definitely more the time when I was in a lot of emotional pain and so it is possible that I was pushing myself cycling-wise a lot more than I usually would because of that. Not entirely sure.

Anyway, I digress kind of.

I remember doing a lot of longer cycles then and listening to a lot of more emotionally intense music. I still listen to a lot of that stuff, but not in the same way. It’s probably a good thing.

I remember also being much fitter then than I am now, as well as less bound by injury. That said, I can overcome my injuries but I need to work on that more. I can also be more fit just by doing more cycling and walking and all that stuff, and so I’m slowly working on that and I’m slowly getting there.

Don’t think I could cycle to the photo job on Saturday night though. That would be a bit overkill right now.

Probably would be a bit overkill at any time.

I want to go bike touring at some point, which I’d need to be really fit for. Still, it’s something I want to do. It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time and it’s something I’ve put off for too long. I don’t necessarily think I’ve made the wrong decision to prioritise some other stuff over doing that, but it is something I feel would’ve been better to do a few years ago. Still, I don’t want to let that stop me.

I want to head on off and go experience things for a few weeks. Maybe even a few months. All pedaling. I could drive but that kind of journeying is different to the journeying I want to do on a bike.

I’d cycle on down somewhere and just think about things under a massive sky. I’d not necessarily feel free, but I’d enjoy the way the air would hit my face and I’d just keep on cycling until I’d need to stop. Take my camera gear with me, take photos. Do all that kind of stuff.

Have another good, long think about who I am and what I’ve experienced. Too much noise in the city to do that, sometimes.

Whenever I think about cycling I find myself missing it dearly, but I generally only think about it when I haven’t done it enough. I start again, I hurt and I remember that I need to do it more, but then I put it aside and procrastinate. Maybe this time will be different. I need to make some fixes to my bike but otherwise it’s pretty safe to cycle.

Maybe I will get to where I want in terms of cycling. It’ll take time, but maybe I will get there and once more I’ll be gliding in a way that walking and driving does not allow.

Maybe.

The time it took to write one thousand words: 18:00:91

I feel this is a bit lacking in cohesion in parts. If it were more cohesive then the length would be better justified. Then again, maybe it wouldn’t as the writing would be more concise.

Written at home.

 

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1244: Getting Stuff Done for Once

I feel like I’m on a really good run today. I got out of bed and started doing stuff pretty quickly and whilst there has been a good bit of procrastination, I’m actually getting stuff done. I was hoping to have a bit more writing done before midday but I’m still getting stuff done and I’m happy with that.

Not happy per se; just happy with that.

So now I’m sitting here and I’m wondering as to what I’m going to do with the rest of my day. I think it’s too early on in the afternoon to be bored but I’m worried that I soon will be bored. I’m worried that I will now have little to do and I’m worried that I’ll spend more of the day staring at the ceiling than I will getting things done. I just need to keep going though.

I’m struggling against the urge to get distracted and procrastinate but I am working to overcome. Need to stay focused. Need to stay on target and keep on writing and doing some other things that I need to get done before the day’s end.

There is a lot and there also is not much. Probably however much I allow myself to believe there is.

There is a fair bit though.

So now I’m sitting here and I can’t work out what to do next. I think I may have run out of things. I haven’t spread myself out thinly enough today. This means I have to be productive as I’m not going to allow myself to get distracted much more, but… yeah…

So now I’m entering into a place that has grown unfamiliar to me and I feel confused. I feel uncertain and scared as this is some whole new world where I exist in a space where I am doing more rather than less. It doesn’t make sense and all I’m doing is sitting here, being bored. I could read but I don’t want to read. I could keep on writing but I don’t want to keep on writing.

I could work on reviews, but how can I work on them if it means that the pile of stuff I should be getting through diminishes?

I don’t like this new world. It offers possibility and that is not something I can stand for and so therefore I need to get back to procrastinating. That is where things are best because they’re constantly worst.

But on a more serious note, it’s nice to be getting things done for a change. It always is, but it is right now. I still have a fair bit to do but I can keep going at this rate and if I do I’ll get somewhere. I’ll get stuff done and getting stuff done is great. It’s a relief as it moves out of the way and I keep walking forward into a space that eventually frees up.

Still, getting distracted is nice. It’s calling and it calls loudly.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:12:36

Not the best, not the worst, but overall okay.
I think I started slipping toward the end as I struggled to complete this and it shows a bit.

Written at home.

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Sonic Coaster Pop: Spiral Neo Wave

Three listens for this one.

The song is quite short and pleasant; at least, I think it’s pleasant.
It has this nice kind of 2000’s future feel that I admit I find appealing. Not sure why I find that future feel appealing, but I think it has to do with the sense of sleekness that comes through songs with that feel. It also sort of feels optimistic, but it’s kind of also cold in a way, depending on how much you want to read into it or how far you’d be willing to take ideas of that kind of sound, but I digress.

The song also reminds me of some of the music featured in Mega Man Battle Network. Similar kind of feel, I think.

Anyway, I felt compelled to stick to describing what was going on and I think that paid off. Not the best bit of writing I’ve done – it feels a bit dot point – but I covered song well.

Sonic Coaster Pop’s “Spiral Neo Wave” is from Super Miracle Circuit.

I hope you enjoy.

An awakening and something rises up in beeps and steps. Something else high seems to call out, then that rising descends. Some keys come in, a bit of space and then a beat establishes itself in beeps and flicks.

The keys repeatedly rise as though a set and a vast sense of the future spreads out. It’s shiny and smooth and sleek and cool. A low sound hums in the background of this new space. That earlier high sound returns a little lower and hums its own sound; another beeping appears. Vocals appear repeating a phrase but it’s difficult to make out.

The percussion stops and something descends, covering what was and moving it away. A keypad is pressed as the vocals continue their repetition. What sounds like a train station notice sound comes in as the covering seems to have things launch off it and a new voice is heard, but only very briefly as the song suddenly ends.

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Theremin Error

This is one of the members of Svntax Error as seen supporting MONO  earlier this year.
I really like the hand shape in this one. I find it striking, which is likely in part due to how the lights highlight them more than anything else. In a way it’s almost as though they’re reaching out from a dim space.

Almost.

This is a sot that I wish I’d shot with a faster shutter speed, but I’m not sure if that would’ve made for a better photo. I feel like this feels more in the moment the way it is and that’s how it should feel. Everything sharper might not have captured that; it may have felt more posed when it’s a lucky shot.

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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Jesu: Pity / Piety

I wrote the draft roughly a week-and-a-half ago over one listen, mostly to see if I could. I’m fairly certain I paused a few times here and there just to give me time to work out what I was trying to say.

I also wrote the draft over one listen partially due to wanting to have it out of the way. I’d listened to Pity / Piety a few times prior but not actively. It was sitting in the review playlist, it was more recent than some of the stuff and so it was time for it to go.

I think that whilst the former reason is fine, the latter not so much. The draft was pretty full which was great but I think some things would’ve come out better had I written over more than one listen. I think the release is good but I could’ve done a better job of critiquing.

I did the editing over about two hours today. It was mostly comprised of rewording some sentences. I also took out a few as I couldn’t justify them. The review reads much better than the draft, but it might be too long.

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I hope you enjoy.

Pity / Piety opens with a humming, floating suggestion of voice. It loops with a tension, likely borne from uncertainty, but it’s not long before it gains a sense of context and it’s not much more time after that where “Pity” fully realises its framing. Guitar rings and drones, bass underscores and percussion stays slow, seemingly fraying and keeping the song as a slow procession.

Justin K Broadrick’s vocals come in and dryly echo, seemingly expressing snippets related to the idea of being at one’s limit, or at least being close to an inability to take on any more. It could be related to frustration of an inability to understand how to help others or an other and the perception of the failure of the self in situations of uncertainty.

Broadrick often relies on brief lines for expression. It’s something he’s quite adept at doing; He gets something across in a direct way (at least, his lyrics feel direct), but leaves room for interpretation. On “Pity” this is no exception. The lyrics hit hard with the music and they intertwine as they sink in. However, as they do there’s something else that comes through. There’s a sadness, but there’s also a vulnerability through openness, and perhaps a sense of hope.

“Pity” does little in terms of changing pattern and instead has its sounds shift in priority. It’s fine; it suits the overall feel of the song as it extends forward. Eventually there is a change in pattern where everything becomes warmer, more fragile and dreamy. The emotional weight remains but there’s now a more overt sense of comfort and relation.

Perhaps here the song expresses the strength to accept and work to overcome one’s shortcomings. Whatever it is, it remains prominent when the vocals return for a brief few lines before they stretch out into an implied eternity. It remains as layers gradually peel away and “Pity” grows increasingly bare.

Eventually percussion returns and repeatedly strikes with an energetic thud. The bass also returns for what seems like a moment of small triumph celebrated in a large way. However, instead of a big moment the song moves back to maximal nakedness for a gentle end.

“Piety” starts in a way that is similar and different to “Pity”. The sound is ambient and almost hymnal, but it seems lighter. It seems more relaxed. Soon it quickly pulls away and the song gets into a thickness that follows the gentle introduction, albeit much heavier. The vocals float within the sounds, the guitar and bass crunch as they compress and loosen, and the percussion matches whilst adding a sense of change.

It’s not long before things suddenly drone out almost into nothingness; It’s not long after that before everything picks back up. There’s a quick slowness as some sounds gently press down whilst one rises through the thickness. A fluttering comes into the noise, percussion fills out and pulls away… it’s almost a moment of realisation but it too doesn’t last too long. Much of the instrumentation stops and leaves a distorted guitar to play on its lonesome.

Soon a smooth pulse appears in the background and it’s here where the weight starts to sink in. Broadrick got the lyrics out of the way early; it doesn’t seem like they’ll return. Now holds on a moment and it almost lasts too long. The guitar pulls back and what remains stretches off and joins the pulse. It’s a moment of pause and perhaps acceptance – it’s difficult to tell – and in it is a mix of lightness and heaviness.

Gradual change comes and the sounds continue their slow movement and once more there’s fragility. Guitar returns proper and rhythmically plays out a peacefulness. Eventually it is all that is there in the space, relaxed and at ease, and it’s here where the “Piety” could end but bass – or at least an implication of bass – returns, reshaping the moment into something else.

Dreaminess grows in the background; it seems odd but it’s pleasant enough. Eventually the dreaminess leaves the pulse on its own as a fading moment. As it lingers what could be a voice briefly appears and gently echoes out. The song then moves to silence.

“Piety” is interesting in how it develops. It gets a lot of its overt heaviness out of the way early and shifts into an ambient exploration. It works in terms of allowing emotion to sink in through minimalism. However, like “Pity” (albeit to a lesser degree) at times it seems like there was difficulty in finding direction. It drags hard in places, risking breaking its own spell as it seemingly searches for the next thing. It’s unfortunate as what the song does it does quite effectively, but only up to a point.

For some reason parts of Pity / Piety remind me of Heart Ache and Sundown / Sunrise. Maybe those were influential to this release. Perhaps the three function as parts of a specific theme. Regardless, this is its own thing and it’s not afraid of embracing length; sometimes to its detriment. That said, there’s some beautiful and effective stuff. It’s moving when it needs to be; it’s direct when it needs to be. It’s a bit rough in some places but it carries and captures atmosphere and mood well.

Pity / Piety is available here.

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Hiroshi Yamaguchi & Masami Ueda: Waka’s Promenade ~ Playing with Waka

This was the song I was listening to when I wrote the previous post.
Something about its energy made me want to see if I could write about it. I think I was successful at first but it’s clear I hit a wall as the song went on. I was getting through that toward the end which wasn’t soon enough; I think it’s pretty clear where I started to drag and pick back up and so a good portion of this reads like a struggle, and not in the way that represents the song well.

Hiroshi Yamaguchi (山口裕史) and Masami Ueda’s (上田 雅美) “Waka’s Promenade ~ Playing with Waka” (“ウシワカ演舞~ウシワカと遊ぶ”) is from Ōkami Original Soundtrack, the soundtrack for Clover Studios’ Ōkami, a lovingly-crafted game. The soundtrack was composed by a few different people and the aim was (as far as I am aware) to create something that fit the setting quite well. If so then it was successful; the soundtrack fits the game’s aesthetic and atmosphere quite well.

I hope you enjoy.

Percussion strikes and rolls in a steady, almost furious rhythm. Voices and strings call out and dance along the beat and suddenly it all halts in a bloom.

The beat shifts and remains furious; it strikes out as woodwind moves along it at a steady pace. Soon a few louder strikes and the realm shifts to one of a different kind of intensity. Strings now dance upon the beat, then it shifts to something akin to woodwind which seems to move with a greater liveliness and passion.

Another shift, a bit of a pause of sorts even though everything continues. Eventually brass becomes apparent and it marks and deepens the sounds. It does not last too long and the sounds all return to woodwind’s first motion.

Gliding and moving along the beat into that different kind of intensity and the strings and woodwind switch when required. There is uncertainty here. There is passion and intensity and it lasts as the beats become spaced and return to when the brass was there. The brass reaches from a distance and it deepens the sound. It continues on, striking and pushing that energy forward and outward.

The woodwind moves once more. The woodwind glides and crests upon the beat as all thrust forward, unwavering in their movement. The strings return and the strings dance, and the woodwind dances and the motion is almost being traded. The focus shifts but the energy remains the same. It travels through the sounds and the brass has focus once more now, but it becomes apparent that the brass was already in parts outside of its main focus.

The sounds continue their intense back and forth. They continue in contrasts and they remain impassioned as they fade out and the song ends.

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