Improv Friday

Yesterday, I made my first contribution to ImprovFriday, an online live-improvisation event that happens every weekend. It’s a harmonitronica piece called “Never Enough Time,” which doesn’t actually feature any harmonica until about a minute into the piece. It began completely by accident; I started a loop, and half dropped my harmonica mic. The looped noise of me catching the microphone was interesting, so I kept it going, building it into a percussion track over which I played the harmonica parts. The piece I posted is six minutes excerpted from about 25 minutes of source recording.

I’ve spent the last couple of months upgrading the equipment I use to create my harmonitronica pieces — I’ll write more about the new rig soon — and I’m posting a few more pieces that came out of various experiments with the new setup:

  • Bits Of Brass No. 1 and No. 2 are crude experiments inspired by my reading about granular synthesis and experimenting with a granular synthesizer for the iPad called Curtis (for Curtis Roads). Granular synthesis involves breaking sound down into very tiny pieces (“grains”) and then rearranging them. These two pieces were built up by looping very small slices of harmonica, less than a second’s worth, and layering them over each other. (No. 1 uses a lot of lo-fi delay, eight bits or even fewer, while No 2. uses quite a bit of harmonica-as-percussion, ie, tapping the harp on the mic.) Doesn’t quite qualify as true granular synthesis but I like the resulting sounds. None of what you hear on these two pieces is created by a synthesizer, or treated with filters or any effects other than delay. All the sounds are bits of harmonica, looped, fed back, and layered.
  • Derangement (Blues in 1/e) is just basic loops, fed through a tape-echo style delay. I played with the rolloff and decay level, allowing some of the loops to get extremely distorted, and also adjusted the delay length on the fly to match the phrases I was playing. (You can hear this in process, since it takes a little while to settle in properly; I’m increasing or decreasing the delay time as I sync my live playing with the delayed phrase being played back). This may or may not have some unintentional resemblance to the mathematical problem of derangement, which is the question of how to permute objects so that none of them have their original positions. (As the number of objects gets larger, the probability tends to 1/e, e being Euler’s number.)
  • The loops in Discreet Harmonica VI (Shimmering Filters) are run through a delay with a band-pass filter applied. I manipulated the filter cutoff to get the phased/shimmery effect you hear. Then I mostly just let the loops run against each other.
  • Harmonica Staccato is long loops with short bits of harmonica, breathing, microphone percussion, and risky tapping of water glass with microphone.

I’m doing a lot of experimenting right now, so I’ll probably have more to post in the next few days.

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Halloween Harmonitronica

I have a few new harmonitronica pieces online, all created with some new equipment I’m testing out. I’ll write more about this separately, but I have outgrown (or rather, my music has outgrown) the basic delay pedals I’ve been using. They weren’t flexible enough, didn’t offer enough loops, or enough control over the loops, and too much of the system was mono. More and more with this music I am trying to create spaces which means I need much more control over the stereo image.

In any case, here are the newest pieces:

  • March Of the Zombies
    Halloween harmonitronica. A staccatto rhythm harp, overlaid blues harp using a filter, and percussion recorded live to a loop track. This takes advantage of a new sampler I’ve been using that includes some great effects and a nice set of drum sounds, as well as an ElectroHarmonix multitrack loop unit. This is all live, including the rhythm track.
  • Why Are You So Far Away (Why Are You Not Here With Me)
    A sad and simple blues figure, with overlaid harmonies. There’s no rhythm here and all the effects are various delays from an Eventide TimeFactor.
  • Discreet Harmonica IV (More Music For Housecleaning)
    This is a series of minor-key figures played on a chromatic harmonica, each running in its own loop, all different lengths, and themselves allowed to repeat and decay through the EHX system. Mostly the loops drifted on their own as I cleaned house. Every once in a while I’d play something new into the system, or change which loops were recording or decaying.
  • Discreet Harmonica V (The Very Long Black Veil)
    A deconstruction of the country classic. I played the melody once, straight through, as you hear it, and looped it on one track of the EHX. Then as the melody played again, I recorded harmony parts, recording sections of those into three other loops, all different lengths. I then let those decay and overlay almost at random, adding some new parts here and there. I concluded it by allowing it all to decay as I played the melody one more time. These simple diatonic melodies work really well for this; the harmonies clash sometimes, but just as often they find surprising and beautiful new combinations.

As always, these are played completely live, and edited only for length (and in some cases for level).

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Discreet Music, Continued: Ignorable Versus Boring

An email correspondent asked what I meant in my previous post when I said that Discreet Music is not boring, since it’s not something you could really listen to all the way through. Perhaps a better word would have been “monotonous,” but I stand by my statement.

Robert Fripp characterizes Eno’s definition of ambient music as “music as ignorable as it is listenable.” Muzak® is neither ignorable nor listenable, because it’s so annoying. White and pink noise machines, the sleep machines that make artificial wave noises, and many other types of generative music applications (even some of the ones Eno has worked on) are ignorable, but not listenable. They are gentle and do not intrude or annoy, but if you focus on them, you get bored rapidly, because there simply isn’t enough happening.

“Discreet Music” is not like that. It’s non-intrusive, but if you do listen to it (and I have been listening to it a lot as I work on covering it; the version linked to in my previous post is only the first of many approaches to it) you keep hearing new things. It’s fractal in that respect — no matter how closely you look, there is more to see.

Meanwhile, I slipped out between sets at the Greenwich Village Bistro on Sunday night to browse Bleecker Street Records, where I found the 2008 reissue of (No Pussyfooting), which could also be called the “first ambient recording.” It preceded Discreet Music by two years and is the first recording of the kind of looping music I’m doing now. (Yeah, yeah, Steve Reich, Different Trains, etc. No doubt a huge inspiration to Eno, but not the same thing at all.) I’ll have more thoughts on that in a day or two; it’s stunningly beautiful and a reminder that sometimes “remastering” really does mean something.

Finally, here’s “Low Blood Sugar,” my latest harmonitronica piece, nine minutes of very noisy loops, including harmonica, synthesizers, guitars and filters, all played live.

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Complex Simplicity and Discreet Harmonica

Benoît Mandelbrot died on Thursday. I hadn’t realized the founder of chaos theory, the man who coined the word “fractal” to describe a concept he had discovered, was still alive. Fractals haven’t even been around for 30 years? But yes, that’s right; his original book was published in 1982.

For me there are two essential concepts in his work. The first is that many things do not get simpler the more closely you look at them. His classic statement of this insight was the question “How long is the coast of England?” If you measure it with a yard stick you’ll get one number. If you measure it with a foot-long ruler you’ll get another, larger number. If you measure it microscopically, you’ll get a much larger number. You could say that the length is, actually, infinite, getting larger and larger the more closely you measure.

What makes it even more interesting, though, is that he defined a class of functions that produce that kind of complexity. The most famous of those, when graphed, produces the famous “Mandelbrot Set.” The images of this set, usually brilliantly colored, are incredibly complicated and beautiful, but the function that produces it is very simple:

f(z) = z² + C

That’s it. That’s all you need to do to create those gorgeously complex pictures. You pick a constant number (C), and run the function over and over. You compute f(C). Then you take the result, and put it back into the function, computing f(result). You do that over and over (or better yet your computer does it for you) until either the results start shooting off to infinity, or stabilize at a single value. (Meaning, F(Z) = Z, so the results stop changing.) If it stabilizes, you put a point on the graph for C, because it’s in the set. You can color that point depending on how fast it stabilizes. And you do that enough, and you get those gorgeous pictures.

Breathtaking beauty and complexity, from calculations you could do with a pencil if you just had enough time. This is an illustration of one of the core principles of my atheism: Some of the most beautiful things in the world are created not by deliberate intention, but by the endless repetition of very simple processes. Glaciers, forests, ocean waves, clouds, light on water — they are far too complex to create intentionally.

Which brings me to generative music. Music is much simpler than nature, for the most part, and obviously you can create very beautiful music intentionally. But you can also create very beautiful and complex music from very simple pieces, if you loop them repeatedly and feed them back into each other. One of my favorite examples of the latter is Brian Eno’s Discreet Music.

It’s more than 30 minutes long, but it’s created from two brief musical phrases (something like seven seconds for one, and eighteen seconds for the other). He had both phrases in a synthesizer with a recall system (the EMS Synthi A, an early sequencer) which played them repeatedly. Since they were different lengths, they combined in different ways every time they looped.

He treated them with an equalizer to change the timbre of the notes, and then fed them into a long tape delay system. (A literal loop — five feet or so of tape.) Then he let that all run more or less unattended as he answered the phone, did other things, and occasionally injected something new into the mix. 30 minutes of that recording filled the first side of the classic album.

The result is beautiful and soothing and never boring, and I have loved it since the first time I heard it a quarter-century or so ago. (Come to think of it, I think I bought that album the same year Mandelbrot wrote his book.)

And today, perhaps in unintentional honor of Mandelbrot, I recorded a version of that piece on harmonica. I played the two basic phrases on a chromatic harmonica (the melodies themselves are very simple diatonic pieces in C or G minor, depending on your viewpoint), using an octave generator on the harmonica. I recorded each of them into a separate loop, leaving lots of space around them. I started both running, and fed them into a ten-second loop with a very long decay time. The two short phrases immediately started interacting in unpredictable ways, and it was very soon recognizable as “Discreet Music.”

Rather than modifying the loops with equalizers or a synthesizer, every once in a while I would play the phrases again, higher or lower on the harmonica, or with different settings on the octave generator, or with different embrochure. Those fed into the long delay and became part of the mix. The piece is (arbitrarily) about 15 minutes long, and for at least half that time I was just sitting and listening to the loops.

The result is not perfect (small flubs playing the phrases, or playing them a bit too loud, in a few spots) but I like it a lot. The original is better, but hell, this is all harmonica. And it was performed entirely live; what you hear is a direct two-track recording with no editing at all, other than fading it in and fading it out.

There’s a lot more to hear at harmonitronica.com, ranging from ambient pieces like this to very aggressive blues riff sampling to some lighthearted pieces. There’s even a political piece, and a gospel song, and I will be posting more pieces in the weeks to come. And stay tuned for the next time you can see some live harmonitronica.

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Old-Time and Open-Source

The other night at a bluegrass jam in Red Hook, a couple of hipsters came in and started singing some old-time songs. They played loud and fast and not terribly well, and didn’t leave much room for others. They played the old tune “Going Down the Road Feeling Bad” — the one with lyrics like “I’m going where the weather suits my clothes” — and added some new verses, including one that began, “I ain’t gonna take this shit no more.” I’m not a hardcore traditionalist; music should grow and change, and people should sing things that are relevant to themselves. But that lyric made me roll my eyes.

There’s an old-time song I like to sing called “Lazy John.” For a long time I only knew two verses to it, then I heard someone else play it and he sang a third verse. I liked it and asked him where it came from and he said he’d heard it from another singer. Why did that matter, and why did I never try to write my own verses? The answer is some combination of, “They wouldn’t fit,” “What gives me the right,” and “That takes all the fun out of it.”

In the end, old-time lyrics, like lyrics in most traditional music forms (blues, in particular) are circulated, well-worn, reused many times. They’ve stood the test of time. They’ve amused or captured enough people to survive all these years; they are the memes that survived the evolutionary process.

Meanwhile, I’ve been accumulating various vintage instruments. Not old Martins or Gibsons, nothing to do with playing old-time music. Vintage synthesizers, samplers and sequencers. I have some new ones as well, but even though the old ones are usually heavy and don’t necessarily work perfectly, they sound wonderful and are a completely different experience from flimsily made modern digital equipment.

Again, these are the survivors, the instruments people saved and used and loved, that still have resale value because people still want them. There are user communities, and groups that trade or sell the software upgrades (on 3.5″ floppy disks) and the accessories, and share information on good patches and hacks.

What’s the relation between this and old-time lyrics? Open source. Old-time music is open source. No one owns it. You can reuse it and change it to your heart’s content. You can learn as much as you like about its inner workings and how to create it. And what you do goes out into a community and lives or dies on its own merits, not on your personal attitude. And it’s not yours, in any case. (This is the essential problem with Bob Dylan; he’s the musical equivalent of a commercial software company incorporating GPL’d code into its products.)

The kind of electronic music I’ve been messing with (dance music, lo-fi, hip-hop, etc) doesn’t sound anything like old-time, but it’s similar in many other respects. It’s accessible. You can create it without knowing a lot about music or being able to play an instrument (or play it particularly well — same goes for old-time, which is why so many hipsters are into it). You can share it and remix it and learn from others doing the same. It’s grown through word of mouth, mix tapes, indie releases, community music projects.

It’s open-source music. Free music. And while we should be clear that when talking about information, “free” generally refers to freedom, not lack of cost, you can hear my latest experiments on my 50/90 page. And they are all licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 License, which means you can share it, and incorporate bits of it into your own work, but only if your work is also noncommercial, and only if you share your work the same way I’m sharing mine.

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I’m baaaaack….

Yes, I’m wrapping up one of the longest (and most rewarding) (and most frustrating) jobs I’ve ever done, and looking forward to a summer and fall of music. (And other things, as well, but more about that later.)

Remember harmonitronica? I haven’t forgotten about it, and in fact, played it live for Yael Shtainer’s MEta dance performance earlier this summer. I’m doing a lot more experiments with it, and starting to incorporate some other toys I’ve been acquiring — various sequencers and synths.

You can hear the latest updates on my 50/90 Challenge page. 50/90 is a songwriter challenge like February Album Writing Month, with the idea being to write 50 songs between July 1 and October 1. I’m starting halfway through, and have no intention of writing 50 songs, but it’s fun to have others listen to this work, plus, several friends are doing it and now that I have time I’d like to keep up with their work as well.

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A Weekend Spent FAWMing at the Mouth

Over the weekend I wrote, recorded and posted six songs in two days, to finish February with fifteen new songs. Three of them are not “harmonitronica,” but I do have an even dozen of those, plus a few that I did in January and more to come. So there may be an album of that in the works.

Meanwhile, here are the results of my weekend marathon, in reverse chronological order:

Sunday Night

Unreal No. 4 (Glow)
I did a lot of weird stuff this year, and the penultimate song was particularly strange and threatening, but that’s not actually how I’ve been feeling. As I said in the liner notes, “This has been a really wonderful February, so I wanted to close out with something about playing in the snow, making hot chocolate, sitting next to the fire, playing music with friends, and the people in your life who make you smile for no apparent reason.” And you know who you are. 😉
The basic fingerpicking pattern has been in my head for a while; I actually recorded it on my phone, to remember it, when I was in Arizona. I got the steel guitar out, played through the riff a few times to make sure I remembered it, put a tremolo harmonica in the rack, and turned on the recorder. Three minutes or so later, I turned it off, and this is the result. One take, no editing, a few flubs, a creaky chair.
Correctness Is the Goal
In Ithaca a few weeks ago I picked up a 1961 Folkways LP called Mend Your Speech, narrated by Harry Fleetwood, possessor of “a kindly gentle voice and a cultivated manner.” This “remedial study” focuses on correct pronunciation of common words. It’s a deeply strange record, and its calm obsession with “words fitly spoken” is, in spots, rather disturbing.
The backing track for this is looped bass harmonica, chromatic harmonica, abuse of the microphone with various metal implements, and vocals inspired by seeing Yoko Ono last week.
Walking the Halls
Coming upstairs from getting the newspaper the other day I found myself whistling this little riff. I went straight to the synth and played it into my looping system. Played some harp over it, and edited it down from 20 minutes of messing around.

Three Conventional Songs

Words Of Angels
I sing a lot of gospel tunes at traditional music sessions, and I do it without irony or mixed feelings. Another atheist gospel lover calls those songs “love songs to the universe.” I kinda like that. But … just because I love something doesn’t mean I won’t make fun of it…
The Twelve-Bar Blues
The idea of writing a 12-bar blues about having the blues in twelve different bars came to me over the summer, along with the chorus, although I mostly rewrote that. I’m sure someone has done this before, but I had fun with it. These are all real places that I see and play music at all the time; the last bar mentioned, Freddy’s, is on the edge of Bruce Ratner’s commercial terrorism basketball arena project, and may be torn down.
Soon Enough
This is a classic country song, with a humorous self-flagellating twist that I am really fond of. I think it’s one of the best songs I’ve written in a while, and I am happy to say it is not at all about current events.

And One More…

Stuck
I put this up one night last week and didn’t have time to post about it. It’s basically acoustic harmonitronica — recorded using my looping system, but without any effects aside from a touch of delay. I recorded the basic four-bar harp rhythm, then overlaid vocals and harmonies and harmonica.
Unusually for the harmonitronica stuff, it has lyrics which were written down in advance, although I reorganized and rewrote them as I played. It’s the only explicit love song of this year’s crop, and I am glad to say it did not blow up in my face the way last year’s love song did. (Not at all, in fact; see the final song.)
As usual, this was all recorded live. The original was about 15 improvised minutes, trying different ideas out. I edited it down to the stuff that worked and removed a lot of repetition. I am becoming fond of this kind of composition, as opposed to my more typical method of writing, then recording. This has been a very different FAWM for me and it’s perhaps my favorite so far.
However, one drawback of improvisational recording is unprovidential screwups. The clipping on this track is one such, but can’t be fixed. I might redo the demo sometime, but it wouldn’t be the same.
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Mobile Music

My eighth song for FAWM is “Interstate (A Mobile Tribute to Ralf und Florian),” which was created entirely on handheld devices, and recorded in the car driving home from upstate this past weekend.

Don’t worry, I wasn’t doing anything stupid. The recording was unattended. I had a digital recorder with me, running on and off for much of the drive, from which I drew a lot of found sound as well as most of the percussion (mainly treated door-slams). I also have an interesting graphical synth app for the iPod (Jasuto Pro) which I used to set up a patch with some parameters driven by the iPod’s accelerometer. (See photo.) So with the recorder running, and the synth app playing through the car stereo, I just drove.

The iPod app created the weird whooshy swirly thing that runs through the entire song, just by responding to the motion of the car.

I programmed the basic riff in the same Droid synthesizer appliation I used on my first song this year, again assigning the X, Y and Z variables from the Droid’s accelerometer to various parameters of the patch. I let it play and do its own bouncing around.

Best of all, the harmonica on this track is … an iPod application. Yes, that’s right: Benjamin McDowell’s Harmonica app for the iPhone, which a musician friend of mine showed me at a bluegrass jam.

This song contains a brief sample: Yo La Tengo’s version of John Cale’s “Andalucia,” playing through the car stereo at one point during the drive.

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“Now Yoko’s gonna do her thing, all over you.”

Thanks to rosiebird, who wonderfully let me know that it was happening, but then sadly had to work and could not come, I saw Yoko Ono at the Brooklyn Academy Of Music last night, with mary_wroth. I don’t even have words. Yoko is 76 years old — in Catherine’s usual delicate phraseology, “a little old lady.” She moves haltingly and her dance moves look endearingly awkward as a result.

But nobody’s going to help her across the street. Fronting a nine-person band led by Sean, her son with John, she launched a full-scale assault, tearing through old and new songs like a woman possessed. Her unbelievable voice is still powerful, and songs like “Walking On Thin Ice” (the song she and John were working on the night he was killed, probably the single best dance record of the eighties, one that Nile Rodgers expressed significant admiration for and one that will change your opinion of John Lennon’s guitar playing forever) rocked harder and kicked more ass than everything happening in every club in Billyburg last night. She did the entire first set, then a cast of guest starts paid tribute to her in the second set, ranging from Bette Midler (whose version of “I’m Your Angel” was outrageously perfect) to Paul Simon and his son who played a gorgeous acoustic duet.

Sean — whose standout moment for me was on bass, doing killer work on “Thin Ice” — looks so much like his father it’s scary. He and Gene Wene did an acoustic duet of “Oh Yoko,” the sweet and silly Lennon composition that closes Imagine, that was utterly heart-rending.

The best part of this show, though, was the fact that the followup to that sweet moment was the appearance of Kim Gordon and Thurston Moore from Sonic Youth, who wrenched terrifying noises out of twin electric guitars, effected and fed back into a wall of noise, while Yoko sang “Mulberry,” the song from her 2001 album Blueprint For a Sunrise about her wartime childhood experiences trying to find enough food for herself and her younger siblings. Her ululating, shrieking vocals melded so perfectly with the guitar pyrotechnics that you could not tell them apart; Kim and Thurston kept exchanging glances of astonishment at what they were all doing together.

The show closed with a set by the original Plastic Ono Band: Klaus Voorman, the bass player who drew the cover of Revolver; session legend Jim Keltner on drums*, and Eric Clapton on lead guitar. Sean played his father’s part, opening with an outstanding vocal on the classic “Yer Blues.” Afterward he said that during rehearsal the night before, Clapton had shown him how to properly play Lennon’s slurred guitar part on the original.

They followed that up with “Death oF Samantha,” from Yoko’s 1972 Approximately Infinite Universe which was not a Plastic Ono Band album, but Clapton killed it with a tight rhythm and incredible leads, dueting with Yoko’s voice. They closed out with “Don’t Worry Kyoko (Mummy’s Only Looking For Her Hand In the Snow),” one of the songs from the second side of the Live Peace In Toronto album that most people don’t play. Clapton reprised his avant-blues pyrotechnics and Sean did his best on John’s slide part, which he said Clapton had given him some tips on. Yoko rode the tide of noise like a surfer with a chainsaw: graceful, flowing, astonishing, and dangerous.

I wish they’d had the courage to end the show the way the 1969 concert ended, with Lennon and Clapton leaning their still-sounding guitars against their amps, and leaving the stage as the feedback shrieked. Instead we got the obligatory stage full of stars (sans Clapton, who was incredibly respectful in his supporting role) singing “Give Peace a Chance.” But even that had its moments, especially going into the third verse which Sean and Yoko were going to sing together. “Mom, this is our verse,” Sean called out, trying to get Yoko’s attention. “Mom, this is us now!”

*I told Catherine last night that this was the band that performed at the Live Peace In Toronto concert. That’s not true; the drummer there was another British session legend, Alan White. Keltner played on the twin Plastic Ono Band albums that John and Yoko released in 1970.

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Finally, a February snow song

On Wednesday I posted my fifth song for February Album Writing Month, “People Will Not Realize the Peril.” I started every previous FAWM (hard to believe this is my fourth!) with a song about snow. The first year was “Song For a Snowy Sunday Night,” about sitting in the bar where I now host my weekly jam, talking to the quite adorably snarky bartender about a bad breakup. In 2008 I wrote a song (which I can’t find online at the moment) about a drive to Pennsyvlania in a snowstorm, and in 2009 I wrote a song about a snowstorm in St. John’s, which remains a good song despite the circumstances that surrounded it.

This new song is, like most of my 2010 efforts, nothing like the earlier songs. It may be the weirdest one I’ve done yet. Late Wednesday night, when the snow was still falling, I turned off all the lights and sat by the window where my music setup is, started up my effects rig, and recorded some live harmonitronica. By which I mean, I started playing harmonica through the rig (starting with a low G and later switching to a G chromatic), using two different kinds of delay, and several looping pedals to capture and replay different pieces of what I was playing. I overlaid it and created the music you hear in this song, live.

Then I pulled the result into GarageBand and edited it down to about three and half minutes (the originaly was more than 15 minutes). Earlier in the day I’d recorded the National Weather Service radio station for a while, with the robot voice reading the weather advisories and warnings. I took bits and pieces of that and looped/arranged/panned/effected them, and this is the result.

mikeskliar called it a “wintertime Revolution #9,” but I hope that’s not true. If nothing else, it’s shorter, and less complex. All you’re hearing is one harmonica track, recorded live, and some edited weather robot voice.

I don’t want to jinx this, but I’m beginning to think this will be my first FAWM that actually results in an album. That’s right, I think that sometime in March I’m going to put together an album of harmonitronica. So if you think this is bad when it’s free, wait til you have to pay for it!

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