your guitar is a bird here
yes - the whole thing is drawn from the dawn chorus of birds, and 'the parliament of fowls', and imagining how that would be in Space, calling across from planet to planet, as if from tree to tree. And that dictum of Beefheart's, to learn guitar from birdsong [thanks to Robert Furtkamp for alerting me to Beefheart's 10 commandments of guitar - well, this IS Dal's Car!] - perhpas the Captain got this from Zappa's love of Messiaen ... perhaps ... I feel close to birds spiritually, small birds too, not the birds of prey
Perfect ! I love the freedom you play with .
- freedom is what it is all about for me ..
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Diving through plateaus, from one hand to another, sifting sands. Excellent journey.
Emotions exposed
Soothing!
cosmic panoply of goodies making for a rich soundscape and journey
all tumbling through the void rather beautifully
I like the idea of trying to create the Nothing, the Void, with something - i.e., sound
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Really nice tone and unusual sequence here, Bill
k - the guitar is the Ibanez GAX [I call her 'Red Mist'], which has that creamy [pun intended] tone. I tweaked it with a EQ700.
From outer space, I love it
I'm glad you could join us up here ... up from the skies ...
I broke the top E string on my Ibanez here - but I left in the noise of the string flapping onto the pickup - only drawback of using metal picks, perhaps
nicely ground
It falls in on itself here, 'grounding' itself, as you put it, like some large balloon falling to earth ... or a ballroom ball of lights slowly sinking as the nights sags and sogs
a reeking growler enters the stage
that riff on the low strings just came out of nowhere - adds a lot of drama - also my new Ibanez has that great dark, thick - to use your word - 'reeking' tone.
and it's spinning slowly in extra-stratospheric hangover
- a drawn out Strat through a wah, with some whammy leanings is being relfected in a kitsch mirror ball, like Marc on TOTP
a ballroom, somehow
: a 'Ballroom on Mars'?!? just listened again to Marc's guitar solos on Ballrooms of Mars ... he was so far out
i sense the human voice
: yes - it's what Furtkamp would call a 'faux talkbox'
Falling...deeper...dooown...thheeee....hoooooolllleee! Awesome
I tried to create a black hole effect here, where time stops
lyrics
In the beginning, before matter,
There was only a noise, and nothing else.
The universe therefore, was created out of sound.
And the planets now parley across space,
each to the other, like birds,
where every tone has a meaning and a feeling.
