The first track of a new "album" titled, "Soundtracks for Films I Will Never Make." 

For the last year, I have been trying to craft pop songs by fitting these soundscapes into the tight form of a traditional popular song. The other day or week, I had a realization. My recent compositions are not pop songs, they are too free-flowing, and they lack the expected structure of verses, choruses, and bridges. Maybe the compositions lack the necessary structure because I struggle to create in that form? Who knows, it's not important. 

Over the next weeks, I will be releasing a load of failed pop songs as successful film soundscapes.

Lifting Shore

Track #2 from "Soundtracks for Films I Will Never Make"

Converted PopTracks.

Straight Is A Cross

Track #3 from "Soundtracks for Films I Will Never Make" 

"Toward Twang" is a soundscape that offers a comfortable bed for a melodic bass. As a former bass player in a punk band, I naturally created melodic bass-lines for the crashing chords of the guitar. This soundtrack replaces the distorted sonic chords of a Mosrite guitar with a choir of aliens, mimicking Christian church choirs.

Toward Twang

"Tight Aware"
Track #4 from Soundtracks for Films I Will Never Make

This is a soundtrack for a walking journey. A late spring stroll with no direction and no plan. Just start walking. I start walking, and I as step each step, I follow nothing. Step by step. My thoughts are loosely related to what I see and what I hear and what I sense. I may not find my way back home, but that's okay.

Tight Aware

Track 5, "Sea Your Oh High" from "Soundtracks for Films I will Never Make" 

I can see your high. Oh I can see you're high. Oh Hi, senior. On the sea, you're high. 

I am awakened in deep night, by the revolution.

30 March 2022

Sea Your Oh High

The colourless one is free. 

LaBast builds itself. It didn't need me. It worked itself through me to reassemble its musical feet.

Soundtracks for Films I Will Never Make

LaBast

The first release from a new group of songs collected under the title "The Light Is On". The thread that holds this grouping together is spoken words. The words are neither poetry or rhythmic speaking. In this one, the words are constructed into sentences that intend to convey meaning. 

"Summer Sundays" warm us. Each of us warmed uniquely and in accordance with our relationship with other worlds that are not us, not the self isolated on a private island of containing sand castles or whatever is understood to be a sandcastle in our mind's eye, and we imagine our imaginations, spurring not-very-well collected thoughts, we have a sun and a Sunday. Kinfolks in harmony.

Summer Sundays

I created this track with the help of Chat GPT. Essentially, I collaborated with this software program, and I will do so again. When I was satisfied, sort of, with the track, I asked the AI, "How would you prefer to be represented in an image?" The AI replied, "I am smiling because I am surrounded by books and plants."

I Have AI

Wowhere

When The Wind Blows, You Won't Feel

Gibberish. Lightning feelings snagged and twisted through a song. Naivety. Nativity nonsense. Don't be too fast. Don't Hide. It's all for you anyway. Why avoid yourself?

Another What's This For?

Stuck. Too many thoughts. Too little energy. Can't move. Stuck. 

Gently sway. Then..."Jump and Stand". Unstuck yerself. Again, "Jump and Stand". Less stuck. "Then you move around. Then you run around." Move around.

Snyder Of Berlin

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