A fav track by Canadian artist Bruce Cockburn, performed last year during a rehearsal for a live stream from my apartment (at the time) in the old Hood’s Sarsaparilla Factory Lowell, MA.
under the cold and darkly sky / you trip the light and go…
the cars were my fav growing up. their records and lateral solo projects not only will come with me to any desert island, they are my desert island — if i had to choose an island.
ric ocasek catalysed my adolescent desire and urgency to play the electric guitar and to write songs. all-lowercase, overdriven-jangle, and quirky-jerk, ocasek was also endearing, intelligent, and accessible. the cars became my crash course in how to bring depth to “disposable” music; that is, how melody married to meaning could still court the coolest girl in class.
more importantly over the long-arc of my teenage daydreams, some of which linger to this day, their music spoked out innumerable adventures in sonic discovery. riding with the cars, in the backseat i found (among many more) roxy music, david bowie, and t-rex; in the side-view there was robert fripp, steve reich, and john cage; passenger side would find buddy holly, the byrds, and tom petty; and in the way-way-back, crouched flat out of sight of the driver, there were new order, blondie, suicide, the cure, and eventually the ramones, the replacements, and much of what i’ve loved since.
the early 80s was still a world where intelligence and cool were a tough tightrope walk. ocasek and the cars hovered over it all, saying, “c’mon, man, the fringe is the cool. one foot in, one foot out — that fine line — that’s the place to be.”
i’m the american misfit kid / still wondering what i did / i’m on the inside, taking a fast ride…
throughout my songwriting life, co-opting ric’s icy reserve, black leather smirk, and reverence for poetic-yet-stuctured rock ’n roll let me embrace any style without care or ambition in my own music.…
Tom Petty’s “You & Me” played to Luna, our 5-month old Westie, intercut with footage from a few of her first trips to Prospect Park, Brooklyn.
Record your own cover version of the “song” sung/emitted by Comet 67P/Churyumov-Gerasimenko.
The comet’s rhythmic oscillations took me to a droning arpeggiation space. With this “cover,” wasn’t replicating the comet so much as evoking its spirit.
Copyright Notice: Original Data Credit: ESA/Rosetta/RPC/RPC-MAG.
Sonification: TU Braunschweig/IGEP/Manuel Senfft, CC-BY-NC-SA 4.0
an evolving project since 2006.
1: The Psychedelic Furs
2. Neil Young
3. The Sonics
4. The Grateful Dead
5. The Cure
6. Credence Clearwater Revival
7. The Replacements
8. George Harrison
9. Kris Kristofferson
10. The Postal Service
11. Tom Petty
12. Landon Pigg
more to come…
inside you the time moves and
she don’t fade
don’t you go it makes no sense…
Inspired by the version on the Psych Furs’ Beautiful Chaos: Greatest Hits Live.
And I just turned twenty-two
I was wonderin’ what to do
And the closer they got
The more those feelings grew
There’s sometimes nothing more fun – or necessary – than channeling Crazy Horse.
there are too many people
who can’t see we’re all the same
George Harrison’s Isn’t It A Pity. Recorded Halloween 2006.