“Matter of fact it’s all dark”

I suffer from an affliction, most common among men of a certain age, whereby every few years I feel compelled to return to the early catalog of Mike Oldfield (the first four albums). But lately, having been feeling fidgety and unwilling to leave well enough alone, and confronted with my longstanding belief that even though the musical materials making up his Incantations are among his very best, the studio version is just too damned long. It’s 72 minutes, and a couple of sections in particular are endlessly repetitive. There’s a reason, in each case, for the repetitiveness…but in listening to the whole thing, one’s ears reach the point of “okay let’s move on now shall we” sooner than the point of that repetition cements itself.

Something like that.

So I edited it.

I cut it down to about 54 minutes. For the first half (parts 1 and 2), I largely followed what I assume are Oldfield’s own edits as heard in the live version on Exposed (including the omission of the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th stanzas from his setting of Longfellow’s The Song of Hiawatha). To help myself out, I gave titles to sections (without creating any track breaks) which ended up running as follows:

  1. The Waxing (5:19)
  2. The Reflections (3:09)
  3. Diana 1 (3:57)
  4. The Ebbing Tides (3:54)
  5. Diana 2 (3.22)
  6. Hiawatha (6.46)

In the second half, I was a little more creative. I moved a few pieces around (notably, the synth-pennywhistle-led section whose main phrase is 10 beats long), and (the part I most regret) shortened Oldfield’s brilliant guitar solo by quite a bit:

  1. The Spark (2:12)
  2. The Phases (3:37)
  3. The Waves (1:17)
  4. The Resolution (7:36)
  5. The Waning (1:44)
  6. The Rising Tides (6:44)
  7. Cynthia (4:39)

Two sections worth hearing in full on their own were shortened or omitted. The first one, as noted, was the extended guitar solo (titled “The Phases”) cut nearly in half, while the second is the extended flute solo near the end of the first part (titled “The Breaths”)…which is now an imaginary single.

I couldn’t find a place for the short near-reggae-ish section in part 3. Oh well.

Incantations (parts 1 and 2, edit)
Incantations (parts 3 and 4, edit)
The Phases
“The Breaths”

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Ah, the songpiles of Spring: Rabbi Supernova

So here’s my first songpile of the year, title based on mishearing the title of Chappell Roan’s (fabulous) “Red Wine Supernova”… (which was on my prior songpile, not this one. It’s a Houses of the Holy situation.)

This is stuff that might be new, might not, or might just have newly caught my ear, carefully segued into an alluring sandwich [note to self: “Alluring Sandwich” is not a good title] of sound! Or something.

Here’s the first half:

  1. Wishy “Spinning” (0.00)
  2. Paul McCartney “Growing Up Falling Down” (3.27)
  3. East of Eden “Bathers” (6.22)
  4. Sinéad O’Connor “Lullaby for Cain” (11.22)
  5. Feeble Little Horse “Steamroller” (14.48)
  6. Hotline TNT “History Channel” (18.09)
  7. Pete Atkin “The Wristwatch for a Drummer” (20.50)
  8. Dora Jar “Puppet” (25.45)
  9. Colin Newman “Cut the Slack” (28.58)
  10. Deafheaven “Great Mass of Colour” (32.52)
  11. Deeper “Build a Bridge” (38.52)
  12. Bodega “City Is Taken”

And, logically enough, the second half:

  1. Gaz Coombes “Turn the Car Around” (0.00)
  2. Nicole Atkins “The Way It Is” (3.37)
  3. Vampire Weekend “Gen-X Cops” (7.07)
  4. The Electromagnates “Airwave Hello” (10.49)
  5. Girl Scout “Weirdo” (13.05)
  6. Palehound “The Clutch” (16.29)
  7. The Spires “Index” (19.34)
  8. Mdou Moctar “Funeral for Justice” (22.52)
  9. St. Vincent “Broken Man” (25.57)
  10. Darlingside “Rodeo” (29.18)
  11. Jenny Lewis “Psychos” (33.56)
  12. Laetitia Sadier “Panser l’inaccetable” (36.49)
  13. Peter Gabriel “100 Days to Go” (40.47)

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The Massed Gadgets of Wawrmagil

I creatively reconstructed an unreleased Pink Floyd album from 1969, as one does. The Massed Gadgets of Auximenes: The Man/The Journey (titles vary but this is the version I used) was a series of tracks the band played for a handful of shows, mostly repurposing existing songs. For that reason, there was no studio recording…although it’s a shame no official live recording was released until the box sets of a few years ago (specifically, the complete show at the Concertgebouw in Amsterdam).

By “creatively” I mean that I began with the studio versions of the songs listed (all but three exist) but added elements from other, contemporary Floyd songs, and for the three songs that don’t have corresponding studio versions, I used the live versions from 1969: Dramatis/ation as the basic tracks. I added a lot of sound effects, to make something that felt like a hypothetical studio version but also to sketch a narrative of sorts. Each suite (The Man and The Journey) has its own sonic leitmotif, while that of The Man also frames The Journey. I also borrowed a trick Pink Floyd used on both Animals and The Wall, both of which end exactly where they began: I didn’t do that exactly but did add a little callback to a moment from the first track as the last sound we hear.

Each of these is one large file. Here’s The Man, and here’s The Journey. Track comments/timings below. [Note: I updated these slightly—the links are now to the updated versions.]

The Man:
1. Daybreak (Grantchester Meadows) (0.00): I used a couple of brief excerpts from 1970’s “Alan’s Psychedelic Breakfast” (that track being a very failed experiment in my view) to set the “morning” scene. We cut to “Grantchester Meadows” as a passing bicyclist rings their bell. As the track progresses, the rural reverie is disturbed by the sounds of hammering and sawing in the distance, which gradually get louder. A fly is sacrificed, and we’re into…

2. Work/Teatime (Concertgebouw performance) (7.29): The actual performance here might have worked on the stage…but audio-only it falls rather flat. I added some industrial sound effects, shortened it, and then interrupted it as it’s teatime, so we hear the teapot boiling and a cup being poured. [Update is mostly to this section, correcting some tempo/balance issues]

3. Afternoon (Biding My Time) (9.45): I let a bit of “teatime” ambience and a ringing shopbell run beneath the first half of “Biding My Time.” At the end I have an excerpt from some of Rick Wright’s piano-banging from his “Sysyphus” suite from Ummagumma (he spells it that way—don’t blame me).

4. Doing It! (The Grand Vizier’s Garden Party, part 2) (14.56): Apparently our protagonist has the afternoon off, what with biding his time at tea and then, uh, enjoying a bout of hallucinatory percussive play. This is apparently quite tiring, and even a passing fire truck can’t keep him from drifting into sleep.

5. Sleeping (Quicksilver) (22.32): Off to dreamland…when some sort of fire alarm sets off a nightmare…

6. Nightmare (Cymbaline) (29.21): I extended this track a little bit by the simple expedient of fading an earlier part up just before the track proper ends… This is one of my all-time favorite Pink Floyd songs, and one thing this project does is maybe highlight a few relatively lost Pink Floyd songs that aren’t on their best-known albums…. Pealing churchbells lead into the abstract finale, which is…

7. Labyrinth (Concertgebouw performance) (35.29): Some sources list the title of this section as “Daybreak pt. 2″…implying either a Finnegans Wake-recurrence of the morning (speaking of ending where we began…) or even that the whole thing was just a morning dream. The live performance is mostly a ticking clock with some sound effects—again, this might have worked live, but I felt something was missing, so I put bits of the much-bootlegged “Oenone” on top. As the sounds fade, we hear the grim tolling of the iron bells…our nightmare is not ending well.

The Journey
:

1. The Beginning (Green Is the Colour) (0.00): A few sfx to establish a sense of space, and our protagonist enters the room. Roger Waters has said this song is about “being on Ibiza,” where no one in the band lived, so yeah: a journey. [Update corrects crossfade]

2. Beset by Creatures of the Deep (Come In Number 51, Your Time Is Up [version of “Careful With That Axe, Eugene”] (3.05): Apparently, our protagonist is either a lousy swimmer, or just chose a bad time to swim, being beset and all. It probably isn’t a good idea to scream under water, either. Then again, “creatures of the deep” might be less threatening than a man who’s careless with an axe.

3. The Narrow Way (part 3 of the same song) (8.00): Fewer sound effects here, although that’s partly because the tracks already have them. I’ve always quite liked this solo contribution from Dave Gilmour on his quarter of the studio portion of Ummagumma. The suite used only the third part, which I’ve faded in over the ending of the “Beset” segment.

4. The Pink Jungle (Pow R. Toc H.) (13.47): In early post-Syd Floyd, Roger Waters’ specialty was making weird, obnoxious noises with his mouth. He’s still doing that, only less weird and far, far more obnoxious.

5. The Labyrinths of Auximenes (Let There Be More Light) (18.07): This is an edit of the instrumental portions of this track. It’s not clear, by the way, where the name “Auximenes” came from (it doesn’t seem to refer to any actual ancient. I amused myself by imagining the -ximenes half to be a version of “Simon/Simeon” (as in the Portuguese “Ximenes”) which goes back to Hebrew and seems to refer to hearing—and since “au-” also refers to hearing, the two components work together. Or maybe that’s short for “aur-” and means “golden”—so “golden ears” or the like? Apt, I suppose, for a piece of music!

6. Footsteps/Doors (Concertgebouw performance) (21.26): Another performance piece that might have worked live but…goes on forever. I tightened it up to the key moments, and looped a rhythm in the middle, then overlaid the whole thing with the fourth and final section of Rick Wright’s “Sysyphus” suite (since Ummagumma was assembled nearly contemporary with this whole thing: in fact, the live half of that album was performed in between performances of The Man/The Journey).

7. Behold the Temple of Light (24.03): This is only song in the sequence with no studio equivalent that I rather regret was never committed to tape. You can hear a fragment of its three main chords (Fmaj7, Gmaj7, Em) just before “The Narrow Way” starts—perhaps it originated as an improv off those chords. In any event, the Concertgebouw version didn’t really have very good sound, so I cheated, horrifically, and grossly inappropriately…by inserting a rendition of this track by a band called RPWL, who began as a Pink Floyd tribute band. SHHHH! Don’t tell anyone! I also had fun with the transition from the prior track: fading in the swooping up and down thing from the end of part 2 of “The Narrow Way,” then creating a loop of just that chord to sit beneath this section, until the RPWL track begins. At the end, that track segues into the final section of “A Saucerful of Secrets”…

8. The End of the Beginning (A Saucerful of Secrets: Celestial Voices) (28.52): The RPWL track ends on the first two chords of the “Celestial Voices” section…but I overlaid a few seconds of what precedes that section, because there’s one effect in Pink Floyd’s studio version I really love for some reason. (It’s the little pitch-wiggly guitar thing just before it settles into the first two chords of “Celestial Voices”). To tie the entire suite together, I overlaid a very large bell to the final chord…which I digitally stretched to somewhat absurd lengths. And there’s a little bow at the end, to go with Pink Floyd’s love of cyclical things (see above), as implied by the title of this section.

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Open Zero: selections from my favorite albums of the year

Yesterday I listed around 50 or so of my favorite records of the year. Today I’m posting a list of songs from the top 30 of those records (approximately), along with links to two playlists containing those songs. The playlists are segued and ordered by musical logic, not in any sort of ranked order. Also, as I’ve done for the past several years: on the grounds that if it’s one of my favorite albums, it’s solid, top track to bottom track, I’ve arbitrarily chosen (for this year) either track 2 or track 3 to represent the album. (One exception: I’ve discounted the shorter, interlude tracks on the Clientele’s album.)

Part 1

  1. The Black Watch “The Neverland of Spoken Things” Future Strangers (0.00)
  2. Guardian Singles “Manic Attraction” Feed Me to the Doves (3.12)
  3. Blur “St. Charles Square” The Ballad of Darren (5.42)
  4. RVG “It’s Not Easy” Brain Worms (9.36)
  5. John Cale “Noise of You” Mercy (12.41)
  6. Sparklehorse “Kind Ghosts” Bird Machine (17.48)
  7. Slowdive “Alife” Everything Is Alive (20.37)
  8. Robert Forster “Tender Years” The Candle and the Flame (25.11)
  9. The Reds, Pinks & Purples “Leave It All Behind” The Town That Cursed Your Name (30.34)
  10. The No Ones “304 Molina Way” My Best Evil Friend (33.01)
  11. The Spires “Cheap Revolution” Woke Up Strange (36.03)
  12. Eyelids “Swinging in the Circus” A Colossal Waste of Light (39.39)
  13. The Clientele “Lady Grey” I Am Not There Anymore (43.31)
  14. The Salt Collective “Not Going Back” with Chris Stamey & Pat Sansone Life (46.45)
  15. Dolph Chaney “Cool in the Sunshine” Mug (50.54)

Part 2

  1. Rain Parade “Last Rays of a Dying Sun” Last Rays of a Dying Sun (0.00)
  2. Chris Church “I Don’t Wanna Dance with Me” Radio Transient (4.17)
  3. Vanishing Twin “Afternoon X” Afternoon X (9.09)
  4. Mothboxer “All the Things” Breathe (13.15)
  5. Anton Barbeau “Beautiful Look” Morgenmusik/Nachtslager (17.00)
  6. Guided by Voices “Released into Dementia” La La Land (19.48)
  7. Boygenius “Emily I’m Sorry” The Record (22.06)
  8. Co-Pilot “Move to It” Rotate (25.40)
  9. The New Pornographers “Pontius Pilate’s Home Movies” Continue as a Guest (29.48)
  10. Rahill “I Smile for E” Flowers at Your Feet (33.40)
  11. Momus “Life After Sixty” Krambambuli (36.44)
  12. Geese “3D Country” 3D Country (41.08)
  13. The Baseball Project “The Yips” Grand Salami Time! (46.18)
  14. Sparks “Nothing Is as Good as They Say it Is” The Girl Is Crying in Her Latte (49.48)
  15. Sufjan Stevens “A Running Start” Javelin (53.02)

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23 various

As a Certified Old Fart, I still tend to buy most music in the form of albums (curated collections of songs), regardless of format. I do take in a lot of music as single tracks…but if I like those tracks sufficiently, if I want to investigate the artist further, I’ll probably buy an album. So it still makes sense to me to list my favorite albums of the year.

I’ve never been good at ranking—arguments about why this or that should be number 7 or number 8 seem pointless. My tendency instead is that one group of records aligns itself as a top tier, another as the second-best tier, and so on.

Tier 1

Anton Barbeau Morgenmusik/Nachtslager — Boygenius The Record — John Cale Mercy — The Clientele I Am Not There Anymore — Robert Forster The Candle and the Flame — The Reds, Pinks & Purples The Town That Cursed Your Name — Sparks The Girl Is Crying in Her Latte: These stood out to me. Anton keeps up his streak of near-Pollardian prolificity, and with the quality too. Boygenius’s work is as good as everyone says it is. Cale’s return—full of interesting collaborators—still sounds like no one but John Cale. The most emotionally powerful record of the year is probably Forster’s, a chronicle of his reactions to his wife’s bout with cancer. The Clientele’s album is probably the year’s most lovely, especially in its varied textures, the aural equivalent of one of those stunning ’80s Vaughn Oliver record covers for 4.A.D. And the Reds, Pinks & Purples keep putting out a ton of music, all of it hitting a certain ’80s-influenced sweet spot I wasn’t previously sure had existed. And Sparks—I can’t think of a similar late-career hot streak, now more than 20 years long (!). They’d be a great band if only their 21st century releases existed…but to have those after their astonishing ’70s and ’80s work…

Tier 2

The Black Watch Future Strangers — Co-Pilot Rotate — Dolph Chaney Mug — Eyelids A Colossal Waste of Light —The New Pornographers Continue As a Guest — Rain Parade Last Rays of a Dying Sun — Paul Simon Seven Psalms — Slowdive Everything Is Alive —The Spires Woke Up Strange — Sufjan Stevens Javelin: Old favorites, a couple semi-obscure things, a high-achieving friend (that’d be Dolph), a singular work that’s really one song by an aging artist contemplating mortality, and a band coming as close as anyone to the brilliant sound of the lamented Broadcast (Co-Pilot)…

Tier 3

The Baseball Project Grand Salami Time! — Blur The Ballad of Darren — Chris Church Radio Transient — Peter Gabriel i/o — Geese 3D Country — Robyn Hitchcock Life After Infinity — Momus Krambambuli — The No Ones My Best Evil Friend — RVG Brain Worms — The Salt Collective Life — Sparklehorse Bird Machine — The Third Mind The Third Mind 2.

Tier 4

Belle and Sebastian Late Developers — Guardian Singles Feed Me to the Doves — Mothboxer Breathe — The National First Two Pages of Frankenstein — Pardoner Peace Loving People — Queens of the Stone Age In Times New Roman… — Rahill Flowers At Your Feet — Speedy Ortiz Rabbit Rabbit — Unknown Mortal Orchestra V — Vanishing Twin Afternoon X — Yo La Tengo This Stupid World.

Best EPs

Car Colors Old Death — Boygenius The Rest — Ted Leo Heaven’s Off EP, April 2023: The (very) long-awaited return of Charles Bissell from (the sadly no-longer-extant) the Wrens with a teaser for a full album set for 2024 (the title track will be on the record, a second song is here in an alternate version, and the third track’s unique to the EP)…a second helping from Boygenius…and Ted Leo’s ongoing series of EPs (which have been pretty fine and making a COF like me wish he’d put out an actual album already…).

Bodega Shiny New Model — Dry Cleaning Swampy EP — Flasher In My Myth — Angel Olsen Forever Means — Opal Esker Opal Esker — The Reds, Pinks & Purples Unloveable Losers (and two more).

Stuff I Really Haven’t Had a Chance to Listen To All That Much Yet

Jacob Aranda War Planes — Meg Baird Furling — Blonde Redhead Sit Down for Dinner — Dutch Uncles True Entertainment — Foyer Red Yarn the Hours Away — Fred again…/Brian Eno Secret Life — Kristin Hersh Clear Pond Road — Mitski The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We — The Mountain Goats Jenny from Thebes — The National Laugh Track — OMD Bauhaus Staircase — Graham Parker & the Goldtops Last Chance to Learn the Twist — Philip Selway Strange Dance — Statuesque Double Yellow — Teleman Good Time/Hard Time — Yves Tumor Praise a Lord Who Chews but Which Does Not Consume; (or Simply, Hot Between Worlds) — Wilco Cousin — Vinyl Williams Aeterna.

Pollard Watch

Four albums this year…one from collaborative project with Todd Tobias, Circus Devils (Squeeze the Needle) and three full-lengths from Guided by Voices (plus stray b-sides I haven’t heard): January’s La La Land, August’s Welshpool Frillies, and December’s Nowhere to Go but Up. It’s hard to rank these—it always takes me a lot of time to get to know music well, and to differentiate which good songs are on which album—but these are all second- to fourth-tier, probably two of the GBVs in the second, the third one in the third, and the Circus Devils record in the fourth. Approximately!

Next up…songpile with selections from the 30 best of the above (approximately also!).

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The Phantom Tortfeasor: Second covers songpile of 2023

And…here’s the second of my typical three year-end songpiles (best songs from my favorite albums won’t show up for a couple-few weeks yet). This one has a couple of unusual features. First, in these covers mixes, I try to avoid having the same artist covered more than once in a single playlist…but for various reasons, here I end up with two artists doubling up: Lou Reed, and (of all people) Siouxsie & the Banshees. (The last was because some website or other featured its fave Siouxsie covers, I think.)

The other is that, in sequencing these, my tendency is to keep the mood moving, which means that I’m likely to switch gears after three or four similar songs. If I sequence three synthy things in a row, I’ll probably want to bring in the electric guitars or an acoustic thing next, for instance. But this time, I had five funk/soul numbers…and I decided to end the mix with them all in a big band. Most are uptempo, with Al Green (and Raye) slowing things down for a bit before Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings get us out quicklike.

Part 1

  1. Garbage “Cities in Dust” Siouxsie & the Banshees (0.00)
  2. Joe Warhol “I Heard Her Call My Name” The Velvet Underground (4.14)
  3. Ted Leo & the Pharmacists “Inwards” Big Country (8.51)
  4. Lavalove “Lithium” Nirvana (13.39)
  5. Jim O’Rourke “Trains and Boats and Planes” Burt Bacharach/Billy J. Kramer & the Dakotas (17.36)
  6. The Golden Seals “Frownland” Captain Beefheart (21.37)
  7. Sparkle*Jets U.K. “Another Myself” The Sugarplastic (24.15)
  8. Sara Noelle “Dry the Rain” Beta Band (27.13)
  9. Anna Malick “Kiss Them for Me” Siouxsie & the Banshees (31.09)
  10. Philip Selway “Fly” Nick Drake (35.09)
  11. Hildegard von Blingin’ “Hurt” Nine Inch Nails/Johnny Cash 40.07
  12. Robyn Hitchcock “Not Dark Yet” Bob Dylan [new version from Patreon] 43.56
  13. Superchunk “A Child’s Christmas in Wales” John Cale (49.13)

Part 2

  1. PJ Harvey “Janet, Johnny, and James” The Fall (0.00)
  2. Poco “Dallas” Steely Dan (4.04)
  3. Samantha Crain “Time After Time” Cyndi Lauper (7.25)
  4. Madison Cunningham “Poses” Rufus Wainwright (10.50)
  5. Kristin Hersh “Wave of Mutilation” Pixies (15.25)
  6. St. Vincent “Emotional Rescue” The Rolling Stones (18.33)
  7. Inokasira Rangers, Keiichi Sokabe (Sunny Day Service) “Born Slippy” Underworld (23.48)
  8. Tony Gordon “Climbin’ Up the Ladder” Isley Brothers (27.15)
  9. The Brothers Johnson “Come Together” The Beatles (31.43)
  10. The Isley Brothers “Summer Breeze” Seals & Crofts (35.52)
  11. Al Green, Raye “Perfect Day” Lou Reed (42.04)
  12. Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings “Take Me with U” Prince (46.05)

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The Fodder of Heist Canon (Winter 2023 Songpile)

Another batch of songs that came my way in the last three months, segued with care and too much attention. Most of these are new, but not all of them. Most notably, there is actually new music from Charles Bissell, formerly of the Wrens…an event that had increasingly begun to seem about as likely as new music from David Bowie did in 2015. Sadly, it took the breakup of the band…but with three songs, two of them to appear in some form on a forthcoming album, Bissell’s new project Car Colors made a splash with its debut. (Why that name? I do not know.)

Part 1

  1. The Armoires “Music & Animals” (0.00)
  2. Bill Lloyd “Feeling the Elephant” (3.43)
  3. The Cyrkle “We Thought We Could Fly” (8.04)
  4. Rain Parade “Green” (11.17)
  5. The New Pornographers, Aimee Mann “Firework in the Falling Snow” [acoustic] (14.44)
  6. Boygenius “Black Hole” (17.33)
  7. Laetitia Sadier “Une Autre Attente” (20.02)
  8. Ducks Ltd. “The Main Thing” (22.22)
  9. The Mutton Birds “She’s Been Talking” (25.18)
  10. Madison Cunningham “Subtitles” (29.06)
  11. Jamila Woods “Good News” (33.10)
  12. Anton Barbeau “Darkness, Death & Deep Denial” (36.10)
  13. Big Thief “Vampire Empire” (40.21)
  14. Cotton Mather “Going to Meet the Big Man” (43.24)

Part 2

  1. Morrissey “Rebels without Applause” (0.00)
  2. Terry Alan Hackbarth “Afraid of the Dark” (3.20)
  3. Everything Everything “Supernormal” (6.16)
  4. High Vis “Walking Wires” (9.39)
  5. Vanishing Twin “Lotus Eater” (12.17)
  6. Björk, Rosalía “Oral” (16.36)
  7. St. John Electric “Witch Bay” (20.16)
  8. Bombay Bicycle Club, Damon Albarn “Heaven” (25.34)
  9. Wilco “Ten Dead” (29.56)
  10. Car Colors “Old Death” (33.47)
  11. The Joy Formidable “Share My Heat” [full version] (40.57)

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Now vs. Then

A while back on YouTube, I found a version of the Beatles’ “Now and Then” in which someone had taken John’s isolated vocal track and made a backing track as if the song had been written and recorded in 1967. (I can no longer find this particular version…but this person was neither the first, nor will I be the last, to execute this idea!) It was okay…but it leaned too heavily on paraphrasing existing 1967 Beatlesong parts (“oh look! here’s a mellotron flute patch outlining the chords in the same pattern as ‘Strawberry Fields’! And there’s a recorder part, like in ‘Fool on the Hill’…” and so on). So I decided I’d try to make something in the style of 1967 Beatles but trying not to ape any particular song or arrangement idea.

Pause here while you consider the hubris of this. Oh well—none of those other folks did either.

My orchestrations (all fake, btw: my backing vocals and guitar are the only “real” instruments here) used instrumental combos that I don’t think are on any Beatles records (a French horn and a flute, a bassoon and an English horn…). Of course, the Beatles of this era rarely left the sound of even acoustic instruments alone…so nearly everything has its own particular treatment. Afterwards I realized that nearly everything in the song (except John’s lead vocal) tends to work in pairs alongside other instruments—hidden and unconscious logic!

I also rearranged the song structure: while I understand why Paul didn’t use any of the extended, wandering bridge found in John’s demo (you can easily find it online)—it built a bit of tension, and made the instrumental section more powerful emotionally—I decided I really liked the first two phrases of it. I put it in a different location than on the demo, though (curiously, after I finished, I found another “1967 ‘Now and Then'” attempt that did the exact same thing!). This allowed me to do something my ears kept expecting the actual recording to do: at some point alter that A minor chord ending the verse to an A major (the bridge is in F-sharp minor, so that A major provides a smoother segue, being the relative major of that minor key). This move sort of reverses what Paul does at the end of the instrumental section, changing the D major to a D minor (before moving to G to lead in to the verse in A minor: I put the second chorus here instead, and truncated the phrase on the D minor to lead to the G of the chorus…).

Paul’s slide guitar in that instrumental break is his tribute to George and what he might have played on this recording had he lived to record it. Of course, during Beatletime George had not yet developed his distinctive slide style…but he was an instrumental innovator in two other ways. One is of course his incorporation of Indian music, especially the sitar…and the other (less well-known) is that George was the Beatle most intrigued by synths (and is largely responsible for their appearance on Abbey Road). On this instrumental section, therefore, the main line is played by (fake) sitar and a (sampled) Ondes Martenot, an early synthesizer (similar to and contemporary with the clavioline, as heard on “Baby You’re a Rich Man”) that I’m imagining George might have enjoyed playing with.

So, there you have it…

Monkey Typing Pool “Now and Then”

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Artificial Inelegance

In October, writer William D. Cohan published an opinion piece in the Washington Post titled “AI Is Learning from Stolen Intellectual Property. It Has to Stop.” First, the moment we think of ideas as “intellectual property,” we’ve accepted the conception of thought and its practical application held by property owners—and, of course, especially by those who own a lot of property. Second, the notion that what AI does is “theft” misunderstands how AI works, and for that matter, imagines for AI a wholly new standard regarding the taking in of information, a standard which criminalizes how AI works with information, even though human beings work with information (and use that information) quite similarly. Obviously, AI’s information processing is considerably faster and can handle much more volume than humans can…but if it’s not theft when a human being’s thoughts display the influence of another thinker, it can’t be theft when an AI’s output does so. 

Humans can read things, look at things, listen to them, and take in information to understand it, to work with it, to combine it with their own ideas or others’ ideas, and so on. It makes no difference if the ideas they’re working with are “paid for” directly: if I read a copy of one of Cohan’s books that I checked out of the public library, even though the library paid for that copy, I am not stealing anything. Same if I borrow my neighbor’s copy of the book. Same if I’m glancing at the book at the bookstore, and something Cohan writes stirs up some thoughts of my own. I owe Cohan nothing if a stray phrase or sentence spurred on my own thoughts. If the influence is specific or quite direct, I may well cite him…but it may also be that the idea mixes in with all the other ideas I encounter and workplay with, such that in the end, it’s clear to no one what sources germinated any particular set of ideas.

“Permission” to take in the ideas of a book, a painting, a piece of music may, in some cases, be restricted…but when people borrow a book, see a copy of an art museum’s painting on a poster, overhear someone else listening to music, we don’t call that “theft.” We call it “learning,” or “thinking.” Every idea out there can hypothetically be traced back to some person’s original thought (or several people arriving at the idea independently), but there’s no intellectual accountant tracking every last thought and making sure its originators get paid, nor intellectual cops staking out information thieves thinking about and with ideas they did not generate entirely from ideas they somehow “paid” for.

More to the point: if Cohan’s work is online, and he has not specifically locked it down only to those who pay him or get his permission to read it, the fact that AI is “scraping” it to learn from it how language works is no more “theft” than my going to the library is. Yes, the library paid for the book…(and Cohan was, presumably, paid something to write his book, even if the book didn’t earn back his advance)—but no one else need do so. 

And there are many situations in which we take in information without our paying a cent or having any specific permission. The situations in which another person’s thoughts must be cited (which still does not typically require either payment or permission) have to do with the use of specific words or phrasing, or particular ideas. A general mood, or feeling—the idea that, say, I want to write a song that sounds like a Chagall painting looks—has nothing whatsoever to do with “theft” or any kind of copyright law.

In describing the process of “scraping” information and analyzing its functioning, Cohan invents (as have many others recently) an intellectual property right from whole cloth. “Style” is not copyrightable. Furthermore, Cohan and others often write as if AI spits out discrete chunks of the texts it’s trained upon and digested. It does not. When asked for a text that’s similar to Dylan Thomas, it does not output a hash of individual Dylan Thomas lines or phrases. Instead, it analyzes the structure and nature of (in this case) Thomas’s language, and generates phrases that reproduce that structure and nature but are not phrases Thomas ever wrote.

That is, AI does not do collage. (And it’s an interesting point that collage artists historically are not expected to pay for, or even necessarily name and acknowledge, the source of their imagery.) It does not merely mix and match existing ingredients, as if putting together a stew from leftovers. Instead, it gleans certain traits or characteristics from its sources, which are used to further its ability to output language (etc.) that works similarly to those sources, but which does not quote or paraphrase or summarize those sources directly. (Note that Cohan did not find out his works had been scraped because he recognized some aspect of his work in any AI’s output. Instead, he was told that his work had been used. This is a huge distinction: if a writer plagiarizes paragraphs from a second writer’s work, it’s a form of theft…but if that second writer believes that the first writer was strongly influenced by his work, that is in no way actionable…and only the most crankish of writers would consider “influence” to be a form of theft.) Style is not copyrightable.

This is a key point. “Style” is a mysterious and intangible thing which, nevertheless, humans are fairly good at recognizing. “Fairly” good…but not at all unanimous. One person’s “influenced by Pixies” is another’s “what? I hear a lot of XTC but…Pixies?!?” (This is specifically about Bang! The Earth Is Round by the Sugarplastic, fwiw, and is based on an actual online conversation…)

Any artist is influenced by the books, paintings, music, and so on that they experience. Quite often they seek out work—or do research with such artwork—to enhance their knowledge and experience. It is not required that they pay a damned cent for this, nor acquire anyone’s permission. See: “public library.” Any artwork would be impossible without the artist’s influence and awareness of other artworks, both in the same field the artist works within and more broadly.

Furthermore: Cohan argues in bad faith by presuming one set of rules for humans, another set of rules for non-human information processing. Why? He accepts that people can and do take in ideas and information they do not pay for, and they do not need express permission from whoever might be expressing that idea to do so. And it seems he accepts this, since he never mentions it as being a problem…and he himself certain avails himself of such information all the time. 

An irritating aspect of Cohan’s argument is the way he tries to manipulate readers into resentment by constantly referring to the extreme wealth and profit-seeking motives of the corporations funding AI research. Stirring up emotions is not good argument. It makes no sense to evaluate an action as bad only when a rich person or corporation does it if we have no problem with that action when a non-rich person or corporation does the same thing. Laws cannot be written that prohibit certain behaviors only if the legal person (individual or corporate) has wealth above a certain level.

Nevertheless: AI is an immediate threat to some workers. What should such workers do about such threats? What did Hollywood screenwriters and actors do? They went on strike. They made demands. They made arguments. But they largely focused on their skills and rights…not only alleged “thefts” of IP by AI. In doing so, their arguments against letting studios replace them with AIs was given depth and reason…rather than just flailing emotion.

It’s also true that certain commercial art, writing, etc.—the kind that exists primarily to be functional or make someone a lot of money—is fairly reproducible by AI, because AI does a good job of reproducing surfaces. And the point of such art is not that it be distinctively the product of a particular artist, but quite the opposite: that it be general and generic enough to seem like anyone’s and everyone’s sentiment and expression. Still, there are skilled professionals who create such functional art, and their careers are endangered by AI. It is important to protect the livelihood of such workers…but railing against AI as “theft” or otherwise pretending it can be made to go away are not among them. Such approaches are intellectually dishonest, ineffective…and in fact, accept key premises held by those who’d just as soon turn over their kitsch creation to AIs, human art workers be damned.

These “theft” and similar anti-AI arguments argue past the real issue, and do so in a way which accepts the terms of the ownership class in the first place. This is not a useful way to support artist workers. Consider what happened when abortion rights activists acceded to mainstream media descriptions of forced-birth advocates as “pro-life.” It’s hard to argue against a term like “pro-life”—who could oppose being in favor of life, after all? Even when it’s pointed out that only certain lives matter, that they’re dubiously “lives” in the first place, the rhetorical damage has been done. And the image of a group of people protecting life is set. Similarly: to accede to the notion that “art” is primarily a product of one’s labor, something produced while doing a particular job, accepts already that the artist is an employee. And that means that the work they’re doing is for someone else’s benefit, for someone who asserts a right over their time and work, just as is true of any other employee. “We need to get paid for our labor” is true…but the sheer existence of AI is not the problem here. The existence of labor exploitation is.

Not to mention that such arguments somehow imagine that AI can be eliminated, controlled, penalized, etc. Herding cats is hard—herding them back into the bag once they’re out of it is impossible. 

Many of the proposed remedies to the sort of “theft” Cohan describes are likely to harm artists, such as enacting legislation that defines “style” as a copyrightable aspect of artwork. If such concepts were to be legislated, it would create a new property right in an area of creative work previously uncolonized by the concepts of property, ownership, and money: the nebulous notion of “style.” But the creation of such a new category of property would likely result in corporations rushing to copyright “styles” in advance of the actual human artists’ doing so. There is precedent—even in the absence of such rules, corporations have tried to monetize “style” and acted upon that belief. Consider: Geffen Records sued Neil Young in the ‘80s for not being a “Neil Young-like song generator.” And John Fogerty was sued—by the corporation that had acquired the rights to his music—alleging that he plagiarized one of his own songs (the rights to which now belonged to somebody else). Or consider the example of these YouTubers https://youtu.be/TsMMG0EQoyI?si=7TAkMxeUXAvJ07n2, in which a YouTube video using a musical composition clearly in the public domain was claimed in a copyright action, forcing the small artists involved to spend time and money defending their right to (in this case) put up videos of themselves playing Mozart. I’ve known musicians who’ve uploaded their own material to YouTube and been threatened with legal action by large corporations on the basis of bots who “think” the music is someone else’s.

The concept of “intellectual property” itself is a trap. The moment you accept that ideas can be treated like property, you put your ideas at risk of capture by richer, more powerful entities than yourself if they are interested in those ideas. The comparison of ideas to property is flawed in many ways…it would be better to think of ideas as “something humans do” which, when a particular human has an idea that’s distinctive, useful, entertaining, etc., requires recognition and, in some circumstances, a degree of compensation. Especially if such ideas arise upon demand of someone paying the human to come up with such ideas. However…the fact that the ideas came “upon demand” makes them more the specific person’s creation, not less. Because they are now the product of specific human labor…rather than just an idea a human came up with idly daydreaming one afternoon.

One thing that makes ideas unique is that, first, someone who gives them away still possesses them. Another thing that makes ideas unique is that they tend to be more functional, more interesting, more powerful, more entertaining, more moving, and so on, the more they are shared. And still more so when they are adapted, worked with, played with, fucked with, turned upside down, and otherwise used by other humans workplaying with ideas

Scientific knowledge is maybe the best example of this phenomenon. Keeping a scientific discovery to oneself, thinking of it as “property,” is foolish and prevents the idea from attaining its value scientifically and in any other way. The same is true in the aesthetic realm: your poem, present only in your journal, has no value to anyone else. Sharing gives ideas value.

The other common overstatement, or fear, in arguments like Cohan’s is to extend what AI is likely to be able to do in an extremely unlikely manner. Non-commercial art, and/or art that moves beyond merely being functional, cannot be reproduced by AI. Such art incorporates substantial aspects of the human experience, which AI does not (and, I would argue, can never) have.

Human experience is based in that human beings are housed in a physical body, which experiences pleasure and pain, and which is finite and subject to decay and death. Such bodies are always located in space, in relation to other bodies and significant objects in the human’s world.

This is not true of AI, no matter how well it might ape “intelligence.” The situation is analogous to someone perfectly pronouncing every word of a speech in Italian…which they learned phonetically. Or even the same speech pronounced correctly and also bearing a fine, actorly emotional cadence…also learned from, say, recordings of the same speech. But the actor (in this case) does not understand what they’re saying (except insofar as they may have read a translation). They are merely offering a very good but rote reproduction. Human texts come with self-awareness and understanding. AI texts do not.

Even if AI did offer a mishmash of quotes (see above), it would still clearly not be a human. Even the more “creative” version we see that’s based on extensive analysis of how texts work (any text, whether verbal, visual, audible, etc.) still does not come along with self-awareness or any level of understanding.

But, hey: let’s imagine that, some day, AI genuinely achieves intelligence. Let’s say that such intelligence includes (as I believe it must) self-awareness, even will. Would not such AIs have rights in that case?

If not: on what grounds?

AIs possessing self-awareness and individual will are likely also to develop preferences, and even (possibly) emotions, desires. While it would make little sense to embody AIs, or limit the terms of their functionality (that is, AIs are unlikely ever to develop consciousness suffused with embodiedness, or shadowed by mortality), again, the argument that such intelligences have rights is quite strong, I’d say.

A corporation asserting ownership over such intelligences would be attempting to reinstantiate slavery. This is, of course, illegal under most laws…and more to the point, unethical and immoral in nearly everyone’s view. A hypothetical conscious AI who replaces a worker is no more guilty of “stealing” that worker’s job than (to borrow the context from which that phrase comes) an immigrant is. No one is entitled to any particular job (although I would argue that people do have some entitlement to jobs they already have, and they certainly have entitlement to some level of income for a host of reasons beyond the scope of this argument, which is why I favor UBI).

More to the point: the advantage of AIs over humans is precisely their predictability, pliability, and reliability, along with greater speed and capacity. If AIs ever become just as capable as humans of being independent-minded, truculent, distractible, and so on, their benefit to employers over humans will be considerably diminished anyway.

(I’d also that I think it’s sad that Cohan completely overlooks the scientific benefits of AI research, which can help us understand not only how language works but how “style” and artistic syntax work in any medium. This is what motivates many scientists researching AI…even if those funding their research have other ideas. It overlooks practical and helpful applications, such as its potential in medical analysis.)

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Monkeys, typing, noises

My newest recording project, Hits from an Old Notebook, is out now on Bandcamp. Here are a few remarks:

As the name suggests, these are all rather elderly songs, at least in their origins. The newest of them, “Monkey Typing Pool” (the song), dates in its first recording from 2005. The other three are indeed from an old notebook going a-way, way back: let’s put it this way—if it sounds to you like “No Social Security” is a parody of Elvis Costello & the Attractions circa This Year’s Model and that “I Stood Still” bears the marks of someone who listened to Sound Affects and Setting Sons quite a bit…you’re not wrong, and that listener wasn’t being nostalgic.

The main difference between this recording of “Monkey Typing Pool” and the 2005 one is that the original featured a ton of uncleared percussion samples. For this version, I recorded similar percussion tracks myself (yes, as always: “percussion” means messing around in Logic Pro…). I also tweaked quite a bit with various parameters of the mix, timing and pitch issues, etc. The guest performer (on percussion and backing vocals) is Chimp Jagger.

“I Stood Still” was written lo the many—in fact, it was the very first song I ever wrote, the gist of which is still intact—but the recording is entirely new. As with the other days of yore track here (see below), I was not 100% sure I even wanted to record it so much as file it in the juvenilia bin. But…first, I thought I could make a song that at least sounded decent, plus…the lyrics are so artless, so literal a transcription of your basic confused college sophomore, that I kinda felt they needed to get out there. I rarely write really personal lyrics—but these are pretty much what I was feeling at the time. I was rather rabbity with the chords back then, wasn’t I. This track features guest percussionist Brick Ruckler on triangle—this version sadly omits the epic triangle solo Ruckler worked into an extended break after the bridge, because as it turns out, one of the studio teacats accidentally erased the tape, and Roger Nichols was not available.

“Reception” is an entirely new recording, even though the chords had been kicking around in my brain forever. As with “I Stood Still,” there exists in the Monkey Typing Archives a prehistoric version of this song, recorded in a college dorm room with one microphone and bouncing tracks by using a second tape deck to play back the first track while I played the second, third, and fourth tracks. It’s pretty hideous. I was gazing at my shoes intently one afternoon and came up with the arrangement idea, sort of a Susie Sue Prudence guitar sound in one channel (note: NOT A GUITAR) and a sort of Slowdive-y thing in the other (note: NOT A GUITAR). I also invited guest musician Olga Schuh-Tye to fiddle around with a ten-dollar shortwave radio.

Finally, “No Social Security” is, as noted above, obviously an Elvis Costello parody. The lyrics here are very nasty—suffice to say that’s the point: the narrator is a piece of work, although he’s quite clueless on that score. Recording mostly exists because I wanted to see if I could approach that Attractions sound, and because I really liked the bassline I came up with. I used a crack backing band here, namely the famous Detractions, featuring the No Relation Brothers on bass and drums (Booze Thomson and Beat Thomson, respectively) and Millicent Innocent on keyboards. And yes: that’s the famous Hans Konkriet himself on guitar.

On a more serious note: I dedicate this EP to my father, Chuck Norman, who passed away during the time these songs were recorded. He always supported me in whatever I felt I wanted to do (and even lent his basement to my younger brother’s early bands, which my brother christened Catbox Studios for reasons that should be pretty clear…). Thanks, Dad.

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