Tag: experimentation

  • Blue Monday

    Picture of an audio soundboard
    Photo by Anthony Roberts on Unsplash

    One of the things I have been considering is futzing about with music again. Like creative writing in my previous post, that also has a well that dries up, especially as I don’t usually have collaborators to bounce ideas off anymore. And my tooling around is more for the purposes of learning new recording, engineering and playing techniques than it is for performance. Much like publishing my writing, I am more interested in the joy of creation than I am in the idea fame or profit.

    [Trigger Warning: Musician-speak ahead and I don’t explain the terms I am using. Enter at your own risk.]

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  • honey

    top view of bees putting honey
    Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com
    she gushed candied lies
    something saccharine fierce
    living labyrinthine sweet but
    only fools fall for her
    promised treat

    empty hands & honey
    stolen child & treacle
    too sweet too sweet too sweet

  • Waiting for the interurban

    city street with cars during night time
    Photo by Josh Hild on Pexels.com

    The bus was running late, as usual. The only sensible thing to do in such conditions is to smoke a cigarette, as far as Paul was concerned. So he did.

    “I’ve run out of fucks to give,” he said, dropping a pinch of tobacco into the cigarette paper. He shifted the distribution of the tan, shredded leaf, pushing it to the edges of the paper. The amount was still unsatisfactory by whatever criteria he had, so another pinch was added shifted about until he was satisfied and his fingers started their practiced rolling to transform the package into a serviceable cigarette.

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  • first kiss

    [response]

    stone raven black
    her slow hand turns
    on the moon
    in lace and silhouette
    waiting on dusk
    to kiss me
    a bridge closer home,
    ever to her side

    [call]

    Laughing into the fire
    Is it always like this?
    Flesh and blood and the first kiss
    The first colors, the first kiss

    ~ Siamese Twins

  • interview

    is this thing on?
    [inaudible—
    steel wheel and flint— 
    breathing out—
    more inaudible—]

    yeah man. two fingers. neat.
    [off-mike laughter / on-mike laughter]
    oh fuck no, don't you dare.
    rocks are for wussies who
    don't really like their whiskey,
    but like to pretend they do.
    [the sound of a glass set down on wood]
    aintcha heard of a fucking coaster?
    jesus. [more shuffling sounds]
    it might be shit wood veneer, but
    show some respect, willya?

    [machine wheels turn—
    new voice enters]
    do you mind if we just to the chase?
    can i be blunt?

    [nervous laughter—
    first voice returns— sound
    of someone sipping]
    sure, sure. let's get on with it. exclusive
    access, might as well take
    advantage of it. ask away ask away.

    why do you eat them?