Month: February 2017
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sounds – verse
Trade rhymes in elegance. At a level of intuition that is almost magical! To play with someone, so. Mr Energetic, who me sound pathetic? When’s the last time you heard a funky diabetic? (I don’t know man, I don’t know man, I don’t know man) (I don’t know, I don’t know)
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guidelines
are just that – guidelines. not rules set in stone. A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds. Understand when breaking the rules is important, and do so. What rules is Ola breaking here? To see things as they are and treat them as they deserve. A mess smell smoke in coffee, taste sugar in a…
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Romani
for a people of the world, a language of the earth. across deserts have we slogged, toward a lone voice on those cold windy nights. Violent to the sun, spit fire at the stars. Map your own journey, as did they, I and countless others. Spring is here: Ederlezi, again. needles of sharp joy, piercing deep in…
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Japan [sounds – 20]
Adding to that ever-growing fascination yearning for the island nation, a land home to the worlds of Miyazaki, Musashi’s saga, the dreams of Jiro, Fukuoka’s revolution and Sencha tea – ideas, stories, people and material I hold very close, have I finally come full circle with Benzaiten? The script on the album art made a world of difference to the expressiveness of Taiyo for…
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enigma | sounds – 19
from that peaceful center, lash out. retract. quick and graceful. Static. Everything that survives of dyF1.6. Do you know what inspires you? Latch on to it.
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sounds – 18 | fuse
Bengal, the North East, Bhutan, Nepal and Bangladesh remain on top of mind now, constantly. This “obsession”/craving for this part of the world started with discovering Bipul Chettri last year. I’ve gone deeper down this rabbit hole, toward the raw sounds of Moheener Ghoraguli. Does half the beauty here lie in the seeking out of the obscure, the…
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tribute
who do you create for? who do you aim the fruit of your efforts at? there is an argument to be made for delighting the ‘other person’, in any given circumstance: professional meetings, relationships, marketing – whatever. This song was recorded for my friend Wayne Forman, the coolest, kindest friend anybody could ever have. When I…
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sounds – 17 rebel | bidrohi
From Kazi Nazrul Islam, Bidrohi [1921]: Translation: Say, Valiant, Say: High is my head! Looking at my head Is cast down the great Himalayan peak! Say, Valiant, Say: Ripping apart the wide sky of the universe, Leaving behind the moon, the sun, the planets and the stars Piercing the earth and the heavens, Pushing through…
gibbering anthropoid 