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If You Meet The Blues On The Road.....

 

Meeting you again

On this wooden floor

Years of dust under my feet

Provoking me

Taunting

Laughing

Teasing me to chase you down unknown paths

The blues and my body are an illusion of stability

I keep meeting you Blues .... on this road

I'm going to have to kill you again .... just like the last time we met

Invocation

 

Invocation

 

Invoking The Muse is an auditory escape presented in twelve volumes of improvised acoustic guitar meditations.

 

The series began as a reaction to the current “American Primitive” guitar scene embodied by such artists as Glenn Jones, Daniel Bachman and Jack Rose.

 

Compulsion is defined as: a very strong feeling of wanting to do something repeatedly that is difficult to control.

 

The whole of 2016 I would sit one day a month tabula rasa. Tune my guitar to a slightly unfamiliar open tuning and meditate on sound. The first months were frustrated by the stopping for “mistakes”.

Further momentum of subsequent sessions began to propel the improvisations into more meditative states and judgement was suspended.

 

The result is a year long sound journal that played from end to end would fill the waking hours of a day. A year of my life’s journey through the seasons. An invocation to the spirit forces of the cosmos to embrace the transitory and the infinite.

Deep Listening

 

Gong Rings

 Pauline Oliveros, Stewart Dempster and Panaiotis crawled into a cistern with their instruments to improvise together. The 40 second long reverberations produced by the cistern awakened their perception to the sound surrounding them. Being in the sound moment.


I've been a musician for a while. I am supposed to have been listening deeply. And, I suppose I have. But most of my listening has been from the inside out. What do I hear inside of me, and how do I turn that into a sound expression to share with others?


I've recently had the good fortune to have some large gongs to play. I'm being drawn to them to listen. These instruments are becoming my new teachers.

Music From The Dream World

 

In the tradition of Zimbabwe's Shona one is fortunate if an ancestral spirit comes to you in dreams to teach you Mbira.

Dreaming-Waking-Being. Listen=Listen-Listen

Goin' Nowhere

 

What do you do when you feel like your goin' nowhere? Take a hike? Play scales - again? Make noise? Sit in silence? My right knee hurts - again. It gets swollen and is a general pain in the ass sometimes. I hate cleaning the catbox but I like my cats. My dreams are filled with anxiety. I wonder what it would be like to live in Montreal? How long would it take me to learn to speak French? I don't have any new ideas. I have too many new ideas. Nothing is getting finished. Nothing is getting started. It's still not cold enough for ME to turn on the heat. What does being liked on social media mean? Maybe tonight I'll just continue reading M Train, the new book by Patti Smith. And maybe play some scales and make some noise or just sit and wait for silence.

 

The Voice Of Autumn

 

The spin of the Earth has caused Autumn to arrive here. I live in an area rural enough to be surrounded by trees and a stream. Route 29 hums by my house. Turn left and I head into the sprawl of suburbia that surrounds D.C. Turn right and I'm in the foothills of the Blue Ridge mountains.

 

Autumn's cool nights have settled in. Song birds have flown. The chorus of summer insects has become small bands, duos and solos. The old house I live in always seems to invite a cricket in at this time. Listening at night a cricket will often be singing it's last songs. Offering a slow solitary voice. The voice of Autumn.

TRANSITIONS

 

Seasons, phases, weather. Peepers, bugs, birds. Day, night and the mysteries of the dream world. I'm consistently drawn to the resonance created by the rhythm, sonority and visions that surround us. 

 

Union of the Sun and Moon have an upcoming performance thanks to our good friend Phillips of Stripmall Ballads.

 

We created a number of ambient sonics to reflect the connection of this music to the transitions that guide us through the continuum.

 

Here are some excerpts .....

 

A Good Day At Inner Ear Studios

 

Smiley the Tape Recorder       

Randy got some free recording time at Inner Ear Studios recently.  The place is great, it has a comfy, hip, attuned to the musical world kind of atmosphere.  He’d recorded there before and evidently Don Zientara, the owner, found Randy easy to work with.  Fantastic! 

Why I keep playing Bach

 

It’s funny.  I’ve been creating music that doesn’t change keys and has been deconstructed to the degree that the technical demands have often been reduced to one finger on my left hand and a repetitive pattern with three fingers on my right.  So why do I keep returning to a few Bach violins tunes that I first tried to play when I was 18 or so?

 

I’m not particularity good at them, but I find that they call out to be played every six months or so.  Every time I return to them, I try new fingerings new phrasing and articulating.

 

In yoga and sitting meditation I often hear people referring to their “practice.” Music has certainly been my “practice” whether I knew it or not.

 

When I was 18 Bach interjected his spirit into my practice.  What good fortune that he continues to do so.

 

Are We In Tune? Tuning The Human Biofield

 

I just ordered a book by Eileen McKusick titled "Tuning The Human Biofield." As a musician I have been working with vibrations and energy fields for quite a long time.  I still spend a lot of time intoning and tuning in, tuning up and turning on! Over the few years I've found myself spending more time intoning long vocal sounds and playing with the harmonics. Playing small repetitious patterns on the guitar for periods of time. Small melodic mantras!

 

I'm finding this to be a process for self transformation, healing and expanding my consciousness to be more sensitive to the to this world of waves that surround us.

 

I'm looking forward to reading Eileen's book to find out what she has discovered about healing through sound.

 

Black Cats

 

A black cat crossed my path.  Then it came onto my porch.  Now it meows at my window every night.  In the morning the food is always gone.  A small offering to the gods of sound and time.

 

The black cat bone is a charm in ancient lore that could bring one good luck and protection from evil spirits, a successful birth in the afterlife and sexual attractiveness. In some mythologies the black cat represents the opposite of all of these.

 

Every morning, I wake up and practice.  I practice with the hope that I will touch the magic and mystery that is this vibrating universe. 

 

A black cat crossed my path…  Bad luck or good luck?

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Invoking the Muse

Invoking The Muse is an auditory escape presented in twelve volumes of improvised acoustic guitar meditations. 

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