Archive for December, 2010

wednesday wallop #52 > outro 2010

Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
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outro 2010

wednesday wallop #51 > its Christmas time

Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
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if you knew the details of how all of the songs have come to be, you would likely either laugh or cry…this weeks wallop was originally inspired by a book I am reading called Robert Falconer…the text in question is here, and describes Roberts descending the stairs of a big church in Antwerp, and here is what follows;

With his mind tossed on its own speechless delight, he was slowly descending still, when he saw on his left hand a door ajar. He would look what mystery lay within. A push opened it. He discovered only a little chamber lined with wood. In the centre stood something–a bench-like piece of furniture, plain and worn. He advanced a step; peered over the top of it; saw keys, white and black; saw pedals below: it was an organ! Two strides brought him in front of it. A wooden stool, polished and hollowed with centuries of use, was before it. But where was the bellows? That might be down hundreds of steps below, for he was half-way only to the ground. He seated himself musingly, and struck, as he thought, a dumb chord. Responded, up in the air, far overhead, a mighty booming clang. Startled, almost frightened, even as if Mary St. John had said she loved him, Robert sprung from the stool, and, without knowing why, moved only by the chastity of delight, flung the door to the post. It banged and clicked. Almost mad with the joy of the titanic instrument, he seated himself again at the keys, and plunged into a tempest of clanging harmony. One hundred bells hang in that tower of wonder, an instrument for a city, nay, for a kingdom. Often had Robert dreamed that he was the galvanic centre of a thunder-cloud of harmony, flashing off from every finger the willed lightning tone: such was the unexpected scale of this instrument–so far aloft in the sunny air rang the responsive notes, that his dream appeared almost realized. The music, like a fountain bursting upwards, drew him up and bore him aloft. From the resounding cone of bells overhead he no longer heard their tones proceed, but saw level-winged forms of light speeding off with a message to the nations. It was only his roused phantasy; but a sweet tone is nevertheless a messenger of God; and a right harmony and sequence of such tones is a little gospel.

…so inspired I thought I would have a go at a bell piece of a gargantuan nature…and…well it landed a bit flat. Undaunted I searched my archives and found the bit that formed the basis for this weeks wallop. I wanted to have a theme for the season – and decided to add some bells and glockenspiel, synths, choral support, guitar and back vox by Dennis etc…, but I will warn you – this does not have the standard look and feel of a Christmas ditty…having said that – I for one am so thankful for the birth of Christ and the ensuing blessings, if in some small way this song conveys my joy in this blessed time of year…mission accomplished… Merry Christmas.

its Christmas time

its Christmas time
he was born a man in a world of clay
on a special year on a special day
and no one before or since among men
like He has set His rule over devils animals corn and wind

its Christmas time
be of good cheer
its Christmas time
the Lord Christ is here
its Christmas time

in the good book there will be a day
when every single creature in the earth the air on land and sea will praise
so the question becomes for you and me
will we be among the wise…the blind or those who see?

its Christmas time
be of good cheer
its Christmas time
the Lord Christ is here
its Christmas time

C. S. Lewis on the nativity

Monday, December 20th, 2010
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Among the oxen (like an ox I’m slow)
I see a glory in the stable grow
Which, with the ox’s dullness might at length
Give me an ox’s strength.

Among the asses (stubborn I as they)
I see my Savior where I looked for hay;
So may my beast like folly learn at least
The patience of a beast.

Among the sheep (I like a sheep have strayed)
I watch the manger where my Lord is laid;
Oh that my baa-ing nature would win thence
Some woolly innocence.

wednesday wallop #50>the night before

Wednesday, December 15th, 2010
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Joseph was tired as he leaned against the rock…thoughts buzzed around his head and he was sweaty and dirty. He had just traveled about 80 miles over desert like terrain with his pregnant fiance on mule. One thought he considered was the fact that he did not make his betrothed pregnant…he believed it was part of Gods plan – but people were talking. Then there was this cave like rock his bride to be Mary was going to deliver the baby…couldn’t even get a room…on top of that there was a crazy king named Herod – that had rumors spreading he was going to find and kill this so called chosen son, son of God,…Emmanuel. Joseph was tired, afraid and very much wondering what would happen next. This weeks wallop has a bit of this view in the sonic aspect…there are 4 movements:

snake charmer exit
the din
bated breath

the night before

also I am joined with my brother in law Dennis on some guitar styling (thank you!)

wednesday wallop #49 > jam 7

Wednesday, December 8th, 2010
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To be honest I ran out of time this week, I was brutally sick yesterday, and found the dizzying number of duties as husband, father and jack of various trades nearly preventing me from getting this one in the air. The germ idea is there at least, even if the drum outro is a bit washed… but it is the right neighborhood…the exact address may be a point of argument I don’t have time to take up at the moment, hopefully you will appreciate the fruits of this weeks laborious
wallop jam 7

All winged things come from water first;

Sunday, December 5th, 2010
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Airward still many a one from water springs
In dens and caves wind loving things are nursed:
I lie like unhatched bird, upfolded, dumb,
While all the air is trembling with the hum
Of songs, and beating hearts, and whirring wings,
That call my slumbering life to wake to happy things.


mountain synth

Saturday, December 4th, 2010
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just in case you were wondering what one looked like… 🙂

here she is - virtually yours

here she is - virtually yours

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wednesday wallop #48 > snowshine

Wednesday, December 1st, 2010
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This week I was listening to the “mountain” by Eric C, who is French – and either lives in the French Alps, or was inspired by them when he created the sound I used for snowshine – he has a nice free refill (for you reason users) with many usable sounds…well done Eric!! The actual name of the patch (sound I selected) is “viso”- which is a mountain in Italy – which isn’t French – but hey what do you do? Unfortunately there was not a “matterhorn” selection – as I have enjoyed skiing there (was a blast)… so where am I going with this? Well, this weeks wallop has the viso synth (initially), hoppy drums, bells, echoing perc, some unusual guitar work in the middle section, poly-rhythms, and both bass guitar and sub bass – in fact – if you don’t have decent speakers you might not be able to handle the initial bass – as it is quite “sub – normal”…that’s what happens when you climb those mountainous peaks friends… :-)! I am entering December this week – seeing the finals weeks of the weekly wallop…and then what? Well – I hope some very good things indeed! At the moment I am in the middle of several interesting newsworthy items – but will hold off on details until more “presentable” info is available… Till later… snowshine