Upperclass

Finally threw together a recording of a sweet little piano piece I wrote in 2012. 

The Music Box

No Skin

Lucien Stark (aka Lucien Ye) is a composer for film and video games with an interest in experimental electronic music. He has scored a number of animations and games, covering a wide range of genres. The technology intensive aspect of video game scoring led him to developing an interest in electronic music, combining musique concrete materials and audio processing to produce programmatic music.

            Lucien is also a classically trained pianist and has been playing since the age of 11. Besides music he also has a fascination with baking sweets, dogs, photography, and long scenic walks. He is currently residing in Valencia, California pursuing his Bachelor of Fine Arts in Music Composition at the California Institute of the Arts.

           "A Still Moment in Time" was composed in 2016 for Ensemble Vómma's concert at ArtShare LA, which will take place on January 20th 2017. This is a preview recording of Lucien Stark's piece, which will be premiered and performed in its entirety in this upcoming concert. Lucien Stark's work will be premiered alongside premieres of works by Mark Menzies, Henry Webster, David Aguila, and Miller Wrenn.

Lucien's Website: http://www.lucienstark.com/ 
Lucien's Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/lucienstark
Featured Musicians:
Violin I - Sara Cubarsi
Violin II - Henry Webster
Violin III - Kris Rahamad
Viola - Carson Rick
Cello - Madison Baldwin
Bass - Ben Finley

A Still Moment In Time (Preview)

December 19, 2016/May 16, 2017

"I guess I really did hate dogs
and soundbites from the militant sides.
This communal feeling wasn't love
From a person to a ghost to the innocent sheep.
They have a name.
I took that rock but never hid
that strange guitar.
Who was it who looked like that?

Well, you can go fuck yourself a million times.
It's a life worth living.
And you can go fuck yourself a million times
for that love fulfilling.
Head in my hands.
Keep this body from killing itself.
Tongue: swallow the guilt.
...
It wasn't easy the first year.
The milestones keep passing.
(This shit won't make it)
I wish it would, but the feeling isn't right.
The aggregation of misdeeds and
I wasn't feeling it, but I just wanted
Someone to talk to in line,
It stood up to time, stood up to me.

And Dallas Love was just a question on a
Marked calendar day.

If I were in Mexico, it wouldn't be the same.
I'm not molded by the place unless it has my name.
Wouldn't it be fine if you could trace the path the others made before,
But not with my finger on the map.

I still can't tell you if I'd be in Westwood or Inglewood.
My heart roots for away games in morninghood.
If you haven't read Blake or James, I'm sure
there are always other white men.

But if it had been Mexico, the lines would not have changed.
Still looking at sunsets for my tasting boat stage.
The famous family picture collection, pink anime.

Not a donut or a seahorse or a penguin or a snail.
I could be your black eyes, but you'll never see.
Those glasses can't cure the blindness, just make it comforting.
But if you did leave a trail it must be covering.

I am lost, but Dallas Love is still on my mind.
The books in my bag still aren't mine.
Но может быть встретимся очень случайно.

If you're still in Russia, flying to the kkk,
The sun isn't the message on your diet coke can.
I can't make you stay, but I'll be damned if you walk away.
We could never make this home great.

Ricotta Theory/Dallas Love (Demo 4)

August 18, 2017

"You're so white...
When I wake up in the middle of the day, I spend a couple hours checking out the news. Gotta stay up-to-date on injustice, so I can post that meme that says I'm woke. And then, of course, I've gotta put that Baldwin quote from the one book I read. But not the militant stuff. We're not Malcolm X or the Black Panthers. Gotta stick to the positive. Although they're influential figures, and they fit my message if I trim around the edges and it's during February. But we've almost said goodbye to this piece-of-shit year, so maybe I'll go for a walk.

You're so white...

I'm living, loving; praying, paying for the next in line. Gotta thank your gentle neighbor for the culture that I'm mining. And I'll play my wacky synth with my extended tuning systems 'cos I'm deeper than these popsters, and I'm also so much smarter. And I have a lot of words, and I can out-condescend. You wouldn't think I was racist or sexist or anti-LGBTQA+. I keep it close to my chest.

You're so white...
Que chistoso

It's so easy, doing the fighting, when I'm not at risk of dying.
It's so easy, advocating, when my needs have all been met.
It's so easy, justifying anti-status quo rebellion.
It's so easy. You can do it. Eat a sheet cake and get through it.
It's so easy. You can do it. Pin your sweater and get through it.
It's so easy. You can do it. Share a meme of punching nazis.
(It's so easy. You can do it. Be a popstar and get through it.)
You can do it. You can do it. It's almost like you did it.

But then again, maybe we shouldn't judge the victims of imperial malevolence for violent responses, like oppressing their own citizens or developing technologies for caustic destruction. Isolationism gets us into new milleniums. And if we deepthroat all the communists while fucking all the capitalists and maintaining individualism in a pluralist society,
The Whole World Will Be Better Off."

You're So White

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Singer/songwriter who writes cute scores for animations and make pop songs.

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