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Ken Nordine, Wordjazz and Kilroy

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010

Stare With Your Ears“.
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When I was a callow youth a buddy of mine turned me on to an NPR program called Wordjazz. It was unlike anything I’d ever heard before (or since) and the genius behind it is “the man with the golden baritone voice”: Ken Nordine.

Using a unique technique of overdubbing a tinny sounding voice I always thought of as his subconscious, it was like he was having conversations with himself while pursuing stream-of-consciousness ramblings that usually culminated with a clever twist.

He recorded his Beat-like spoken word and poetry over diverse backdrops of jazz, rock and electronic music performed by some heavy rollers: He has collaborated with an incredible cast of musicians during his career including The Grateful Dead, David Sanborn, Smokey Robinson, and Fred Astaire to name just a few.

Coolest of the cool, hippest of the hip, Ken Nordine is the undisputed King of the Beatniks. His rich, golden baritone entrances you as he takes you on audio journeys charged with heavy psychedelic visual imagery, sometimes raising the tension to nearly unbearable levels before dissolving into quirky silliness.

His instantly recognizable voice has been featured in many commercial advertisements and movie trailers. One critic wrote that “you may not know Ken Nordine by name or face, but you’ll almost certainly recognize his voice”. The recordings of Colors are brief Beat-inspired explorations of the meanings of different colors (some of which were used in ads for The Fuller Paint Co.), and are among the most unique and innovative head trips I’ve ever experienced.
Lavender, keeper of dark colors and black, blue blood, lady of the soft edges, tell us all- or tell me - where day goes with night and what they do there and what it means.  The question falls on your lavender lap and your answer is a lavender laugh...


I was inspired by Ken’s Wordjazz to right a song in his honor a few years back called Kilroy Was Here. While it isn’t as cool as his stuff, it’s still kind of interesting, so if you want to hear it click here.

I’ve always had a fascination with the little Kilroy graffiti, which is why I wrote the song, and use it on my contact page:
Kilroy was here
Here are the lyrics and some ascii art :)

Ken Nordine at Allmusic
Ken Nordine’s “My Baby” (MP3)
Ken Nordine at Last.fm

What I see, night after night

Wednesday, February 24th, 2010

The thought struck me the other night while recording vocals: how many times have I looked at this view, or one similar to it? A mic, popper stopper and some wires and gear? thousands of times.

and half the time the fucking headphone cable is hung on something

The Dream by Brandon Elliot (and me)

Friday, February 5th, 2010

I followed this guy on twitter the other day @brandonrofl, and checked out his blog Brandon Writes The Wrongs.

Turns out he writes poetry, and when I read one of his poems called The Dream I thought to myself, “that could be turned into a pretty cool song”. I was sitting by my Korg at the time that had an eerie piano with an arp patch happening, and hit a couple of chords and sang the first line of the poem and went, “whoa” – it happened that easily and that fast.

6 hours later (at 4am!) I was mostly done, and today I polished it up and sent it to him. He liked it :) and blogged about it, so I thought I would too, cos it’s actually a groovus laid back tune that I digs quite a lot:

Download it: The Dream (mp3, 320kbps, 4:25 duration, 10.1MB)

Here is a pic I took while recording it, with a little more info in the margins (click it to see full size):
My studio during The Dream recording session

Oh yeah, he turned the song and his lyrics into a video, too (did I mention how talented this guy is?):

The Aquatic Life of Dave’s Fishes

Sunday, January 31st, 2010

When I was a kid, I loved watching Jacques Cousteau on National Geographic, I thought he was maybe the coolest guy that ever lived. So much so, that when people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up (a question which is still asked of me to this day) I would answer, “I want to be a marine biologist when I grow up”. I actually wanted to be an oceanographer, but I thought saying marine biologist sounded cooler.

Well, like many of my dreams, that occupation was never to show up on my resume, but I still get to watch and feed my fish in my 60 gallon aquarium, which has an Oscar

My Oscar is actually an Orange Oscar

Astronotus Ocellatus

and a 16″ Plecostomus (algae eater) which, aside from the pain in the ass of cleaning it all the time affords me a great deal of pleasure.
Plecostomus (genus Pterygoplichthys)

Plecostomus (genus Pterygoplichthys)

So then I saw one of my favorite all-time movies: The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou and a little germ of an idea grew in my head until finally I created this mini documentary of my aquarium of terror starring Tony the Oscar, Bob the Plecostamus and the carnivorous, motionless stone octopus (who, through his understated performance, nearly steals the show). In honor of Jacques and Bill Murray, I used my best phony french accent during the narration, I hope you enjoy watching it as much as I did making it :)

Robotic Groundhog

Friday, January 29th, 2010

PETA wants to replace Punxsutawney Phil with a robot. Phil expresses his displeasure with the idea.

I am a robotic groundhog

2 Vids, with apologies to my RSS readers (via email)

Monday, January 25th, 2010

1st off is new Radiohead (this could have been on Led Zeppelin’s Zoso AND/OR Jeff Buckley’s Grace and fit right in, at least to my ears…and that’s a very good thing.) And since I am always forgetting to provide an actual link to videos in my post, I humbly apologize to my RSS via email readers, and promise to not do it no more (no mo no mo):



And the 2nd video juxtaposes my well-known love of two things: Hockey and Rush! (Hey! you got your Peart on my St. Louis Blues – no, you got your Blues on my Peart! It’s….wonderful :) cheesy grins). It’s Neil Pearts take of “The Hockey Theme”, the music that has been used during the opening of “Hockey Night in Canada” on Canadian TV for the last four decades:


He shoots – He SCORES! (get it, like a musical score? I’m sorry, that was really weak).

Misa Digital Guitar

Thursday, January 21st, 2010

I. WANT. THIS. (misa digital guitar running linux kernel 2.6.31.)


Happy Birthday Tom Baker!

Thursday, January 21st, 2010

Tom Baker was my favorite Dr. Who – and it’s funny, I’ve heard it said over and over by everyone I’ve ever talked to whenever I bring up the subject: “Tom was the definitive Dr. Who” or “Tom Baker was the only Dr. Who I ever watched”.


He was simply magic – it was the role he was born for.



Anyway, Tom is 76 today! Here’s wishing you many more future birthday candles on your cakes. Here are some cool pics of the great Dr. in all his scarfy glory:



The good Doctor with Romana, another of my favs



This is very trippy, I remember seeing this at midnight on PBS with the classic music playing, it’s just great :) BTW the theme was created by the BBC Radiophonic Workshop, and was considered quite innovative, and was a significant influence on modern electronic music.





And here is a graphic of the Tardis I made a couple of years ago with Photoshop:



Time And Relative Dimension(s) In Space

Silhouette

Wednesday, January 13th, 2010

I was working on the new flash header, and somehow came up with this silhouette when I magic tool selected and cut my image out – then I applied negative image effect and said to myself, “wow, that’s pretty cool”. I probably couldn’t duplicate this if someone stuck a gun to my head.


Silhouette

Silhouette

Happy birthday Donald Fagen

Sunday, January 10th, 2010

Probably the coolest, hippest cat to ever record rock music, the one and only Donald Fagen celebrates his 62nd trip around the sun today (and there is much rejoicing). Even better news for the hep cats hoping for a follow-up to the magnificent Morph the Cat, he will supposedly release another album sometime this year. Anytime Fagen releases anything I get excited, I mean how often can you buy music you haven’t even heard yet, and just know it’s gonna kick ass?

I'm Lester the nightfly Hello Baton Rouge Won't you turn your radio down Respect the seven second delay we use  So you say there's a race of men in the trees You're for tough legislation Thanks for calling I wait all night for calls like these  An independent station WJAZ With jazz and conversation From the foot of Mount Belzoni Sweet music Tonight the night is mine Late line Till the sun comes through the skyline  I've got plenty of java  And Chesterfield Kings But I feel like crying I wish I had a heart of ice Heart like ice  If you want your honey To look super swell You must spring for that little blue jar Patton's Kiss and Tell Kiss and Tell You'd never believe it But once there was a time When love was in my life I sometimes wonder What happened to that flame The answer's still the same It was you, you, it was you Tonight you're still on my mind

Lester the Nightfly



So if you’re into Steely Dan and want more info on Fagen’s solo stuff, start here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donald_Fagen, you’ll find mucho info about his three solo albums The Nightfly (review from Jazz.com), Kamakiriad (review from Hi Fidelity Review), and Morph the Cat (review from Jazz Chicago.net). Then if you really want to dig deep I suggest the Steely Dan Database.


Here are some videos from Kamakiriad, I think Snowbound might be one of the strangest vids I’ve ever seen: http://www.clevver.com/music/video/24507/donald-fagen-tomorrows-girls-video-version.html

BTW yes that is a young Donald Fagen posing as Lester on the cover.


I was born yesterday When they brought my Kamakiri When they handed me the keys It's a steam-power 10 The frame is out of Glasgow The tech is Balinese It's not a freeway bullet Or a bug with monster wheels It's a total biosphere The farm in the back Is hydroponic Good, fresh things Every day of the year Good, fresh things Every day of the year With all screens and functions In sync lock with Tripstar This cool rolling bubble Is all set to samba This route could be trouble (This route could be trouble) Steamin' up That Trans-Island Skyway Tryin' to make that final deadline And if the lanes are clear We're gonna drive a little harder We'll be deep in the Zone by cryin' time Say, there's a wreck On the side of the road Lots of blood and broken glass The kid who was driving I know from somewhere Some kids just drive too fast Wait just a minute There's a beautiful survivor With dancer's legs and laughing eyes C'mon snakehips, it's all over now Strap in tight cause it's a long sweet ride Relax - put some sounds on I'll brew up some decaf C'mon kick off those heels ma'am Now breathe in and sigh out Let's get with the program (Let's talk about the good times) We reach the sprangle Just at dawn These little streets I used to know Is that my father Mowin' the lawn C'mon daddy get in let's go We pull into Five Zoos Past motels and drive-thrus That noon sun is blinding The tidepools are boiling Below plates are grinding (Let's talk about the good times)
A vast, ghostly cat-thing descends on New York City, bestowing on its citizens a kind of rapture.  High above Manhattan town What floats and has a shape like that Fans like us who watch the skies We know its Morph the Cat  Gliding like a big blue cloud From Tomkins Square to Upper Broadway Beyond the park to Sugar Hill Stops a minute for a latte’  He oozes down the heating duct Swims like seaweed down the hall He briefly digs your wiggy pad And seeps out through the wall  Its kind of like an arctic mindbath Cool and sweet and slightly rough Liquid light on New York City Like Christmas without the chintzy stuff  What exactly does he want This Rabelaisian puff of smoke To make you feel all warm and cozy Like you heard a good joke  Like you heard an Arlen tune Or bought yourself a crazy hat Like you had a Mango Cooler Ooh - Morph the Cat  He’s all the talk in shops and schoolyards Sutton Place - the automat Players playin’ in da Bronx Respect to Morph the Cat  Its kind of like an arctic mindbath Cool and sweet and slightly rough Liquid light on New York City Like Christmas without the chintzy stuff  So rich is his charisma You can almost hear it sing He skims the roofs And bells begin to ring  Chinese cashiers can feel it now Grand old gals at evening mass Young racketeers And teenage models Laughing on the grass  Blessed Yankees have an ally When this feline comes to bat Bringing joy to old Manhattan All watch the skies for Morph the Cat