My band, Kempsey, is booked in to record an EP on 11th, 12th and 13th of June at Atlantis Studios, Port Melbourne with Haydn Buxton. He did Blueline Medic's 42:19 record, and recently did the debut for Mark from Horsell Common's new band, Jonesez.
We originally recorded 3 tracks in our jam space that we were certainly proud of, but later decided we weren't entirely happy with them being the final product of these songs. I think alot of this was seeing how they paled in comparison with the amazing clip that Rhys Graham (daybreak films) made for us.
We chose Haydn after hearing the Jonesez album. It sounds so alive, and representative of their music. I really hope to achieve that. Something sonically pleasing but with no trace of a soft filter over the lens. It's hard target to hit - kind of like trying to blow up the death star - but I really think we are going to come out with something worth the while. Also we will be tracking almost everything live, but with a few overdubs, so hopefully it will sound tight, but human.
The tracks we are doing are:
Dizzy Head
Keep The Light On
Serious
Feel Less
The Weather
(the latter 3 can be heard at http://www.myspace.com/kempseymusic)
Feeling a little anxious about singing...the sickness is all around me and I can feel it rearing inside me. Oh dear...this could come out sounding far more Tom Waits than I would like.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
You make the art that makes you
Lately I have been stuck in that void of panic where you wonder whether or not you are in a place that will allow you to make art.
When I was studying writing at Uni I read "On Writing" by Stephen King; a bit of a retrospective glance at what makes writing an art and how that art is crafted. He revealed in the book that while he wrote his earlier (and most famous) works he was an alcoholic with a cocaine habit. Notably, he mentioned that while he visited his dying mother he was probably "...either drunk or hungover or some combination of the two". He went on to talk about his fears that he would not be able to write if he got his life on track and started living healthily and for his family. He later said that once he went clean and realised he could still write he was enthralled and felt completely liberated. He listed the books he had written since. I hadn't heard of a single one of them. I looked up reviews - they were not good.
This has haunted me ever since. I feel the exact same fears that if I let things get too normal then that might be reflected in the music I try and create, or worse, not reflected at all - I will not be able to create the music in the first place.
As I get older and things appear more stable, I get more anxious and more panicked that this could be the end of my creative drive. While my most prolific periods have been in the darkest times, they produced the work most precious to me.
So I suppose some questions loom patiently: what sacrifices must be made? and must they be made?
When I was studying writing at Uni I read "On Writing" by Stephen King; a bit of a retrospective glance at what makes writing an art and how that art is crafted. He revealed in the book that while he wrote his earlier (and most famous) works he was an alcoholic with a cocaine habit. Notably, he mentioned that while he visited his dying mother he was probably "...either drunk or hungover or some combination of the two". He went on to talk about his fears that he would not be able to write if he got his life on track and started living healthily and for his family. He later said that once he went clean and realised he could still write he was enthralled and felt completely liberated. He listed the books he had written since. I hadn't heard of a single one of them. I looked up reviews - they were not good.
This has haunted me ever since. I feel the exact same fears that if I let things get too normal then that might be reflected in the music I try and create, or worse, not reflected at all - I will not be able to create the music in the first place.
As I get older and things appear more stable, I get more anxious and more panicked that this could be the end of my creative drive. While my most prolific periods have been in the darkest times, they produced the work most precious to me.
So I suppose some questions loom patiently: what sacrifices must be made? and must they be made?
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