Making Prog By Destroying Own Smartphone

 

I can easily clarify on what I did there and why. I had patiently listened to tons of ambient, dark ambient, black ambient, noise, experimental of all sorts electronic everything music. What struck me most was the unbearable professionally played, studiously polished banality. Banality by banality by banality rode by triviality. I subscribed to Dungeon Synth Archives on YouTube - it's all so monotonous and predictable, chords are professional, recording is polished. I don't like that. I don't like monotonous stuff, don't like repeating the same chord with no slightest changes. I like muddy playing with 'rong keys pressed, wrong keys touched unintentionally/intentionally, playing through diagonals, verticals, transpositions, bouncing, scaling, you name the English -ing ending noun. I also like the older times with their transistors, CRTs, dull synth sounds. I like compact cassettes of poor to very poor quality. I don't like polished things, they sound unnatural to me.

 

Add to that the fact that I do not play any musical instrument, and know rather little music theory. You may take it as a serious failure or a parody. In any case, this was my musical reply to all that uninnovative stuff that I'd listened to on YT for years before. To an extent, it was even a reply to some KC's works - as, imho, the tune called The Talking Drum should be mega-various, and it wasn't, unfortunately.

 

I do not pretend to ask you to pay anything for these discs, they're on YT only, as of now . It's just my playing the fool. However, to my ears, it was not so bad... And... it was a very weird experience, after all.

 

Was it a saga, an ode to lost childhood, missed childhood, gone forever childhood? In a way, yes, of course. But it's also a remark on the chaos of the life as such. I'm 37 and I suppose I've seen all the possible quirks and oddities of life already.

 

Peace!

On the one hand, yeah, I'm just a dull adult that can't play and just play the fool and sometimes the play becomes too goofy to be taken without a sardonic smile.  

On the other one, I can still write purely harmonious melodic stuff like this one below: 

And make it to pieces like this one: 

 

Ultimately, I think I'm simply bored of listening to the same melodies in every second tune. There are not so many nice combinations of notes, you know. 

You may ask why the hell have I posted it here? Well, simply because I felt I could and because I still have a feeling that it was more than just a set of unrelated sounds. 

On the third hand, yes, I too hate Malevich. 

This is what it all was supposed to be. Or was it?

Look, I can easily understand there can and should be some people with real musical knowledge who just can't bear such music as mine. I believe you. 

For example, I am a native Russian and Ukrainian speaker (everyone in Ukraine know both Ukrainian and Russian, and actually the overwhelming majority of the country (including all but one big cities) including Kiev the capital speak Russian). I know these languages on a level practically close to prefection. I wrote like fifty short poems, most in Ukrainian, some in Russian. I even wrote my long enough yet compact epitaph in verses in Ukrainian. I published crosswords in the local newspapers since I was 12 y.o. Published three books of my crosswords back when I studied at school. I mean, I have never learnt the rules of grammar, I simply KNOW how this or that has to be written and pronounced. I feel the sense, I feel the language as I read and wrote so many texts in these languages. Russian and  Ukrainian, in my case. I have no doubt that native or simply expert English speakers also easily see my numerous mistakes and irregularities in English texts posted over here. Thus, I usually have large, huge, enormous, unimaginable problems with articles (a/an, the) because there are no articles at all in Russian or Ukrainian. I simply have no sense, have no feeling of where to put what. And it's obvious to every native English speaker/writer, I think. 

Naturally, when I read or hear someone doing terrible mistakes in writing or speaking in my languages, I feel like wanting to be going to kick him/her in the teeth, sometimes. Or cut their tongue out. Or hands, also out. Mostly, the people writing in the internet sources are not that competent in anything they write about. Grammatically, 9 out of 10 of them are imbeciles. I remember arguing with one man at the YouTube over religion issues. He replied to me that my words are saphism. sAphism. I asked him if this term had something to do with the poetess Soppho. sOppho.  He would say afterwards he was driving a car at the moment and it was T9 to blame. Oh yeah, oooowh yeh! T9 made him look and sound stupid... No doubt about it! 

I understand you very well, sir, thus! 

Still, my way of thinking and acting was very clear. I was a very wise man, I looked at how artist(e)s of different kinds sell their feces (even literally). I remember that it had been one evening in December 2016 when I tried to breathe near the microphone of my mobile phone trying to make an impression of bad weather, impression of windy snowy landscape at night. Later on, it would evolve into the first track The Morbid Orbit (made in the windless warmth of my apartment), and this is how the legendary career had begun.  

For the first album I massively used free samples taken from Gentle Giant's Scraping The Barrel. Listen to this one, for good example... 

For the third one I bought a cheap physical synth and played totally hm-hm free improvisations on it. Later on I'd sell the synth and try to use DAW-s and Android apps fo the purpose. 

You see, I didn't have a clear idea, I didn't have a concrete goal. I just wanted to express my disappointment concerning this world and its people, and me as well. And to express what I would be able to express through the music. 

I am not a saint. I am not perfect. If there's something I am almost perfect at, it's writing texts and perhaps occasionally giving speeches in my native languages. I admit and proclaim that I am not a skilful music player, I used to read of some music theory, but I don't care about that | that much. In particular, I have patiently listened to tons of classical music pieces. Mostly, it's all boring to my ears. Too one-sided, too monotonous, too self-plagiarizing and plagiarizing to my mind. 

I stand for real versatility - like what Queen the band did: they have never made a rap or a hip hop song or a black metal song indeed, but the rest of the genres and subgenres were taken into consideration by them. The name of my fourth album Dark Soup intentionally definitely hints at Marx Brothers' Duck Soup and thus definitely hints at two consecutive Queen's hit albums of the 70s... 

I have experienced enormous lots of strange accidents, occasions, circumstances in my life. There's something mystic haunting around me and my life. No wonder, I love the Belgian weird, dark, noir, horror writer Jean Ray who also liked and so incorporated some elements of pranking and trolling into his literary works. He definitely liked to destroy readers' anticipations, expectations at some points in some of his novels and short stories. He was ambiguous and unexpected. He befriended the Catholic monks, by the way. And he prayed for the health of his dying dog. And he was a gourmand, at least - which is widely exposed in his art. 

I am an Eastern Orthodox Christian, I prefer cats, I don't like dogs that much. But I feel the invisible ties to Jean Ray, I have even created partly-joking/partly-utterly-serious dedication to him in these spoken tune below,  called I Don't Know. [His real last name was de Kremer, Lulu is the diminutive of his daughter's name]. Certainly, parodying Ozzy Osbourne's "Mr. Crowley", but still: 

I understand your view. I also see that I already have a few fans in various places of the internet and the world. So, all in all, I did not force anyone to like it or not like it. But I felt that progarchives is just the proper site for such topics and such music, AS WELL as other weird topics and music-s. 

I am sorry for all the possible damage I have made by acting so. Never had an intent to offend anyone. 

Peace!!!!!!!