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Friday, January 18, 2008, 02:10
wait
just wait. just wait.
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Monday, March 19, 2007, 21:45
viceroy
big news: viceroy, my debut album, is no longer available on a limited edition CDR. it has been remastered and professionally pressed, and is now available through Autobus Recs, the artist run label that I'm now a part of. thank you to everyone who has gotten something out of all the work i've put into the songs on the website. i'd appreciate it so much if you would purchase a copy of the CD so that i can continue to do this as well work towards bigger and better things. click here to order a copy and to see more details on the album. also, expect some new things here in the song forum in the days to come.
p.s.... the tracks posted here that were to become viceroy (which grew so naturally out of the forum) have been removed, but i have left up the original posts for the curious.
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Sunday, January 14, 2007, 10:36
eggss video
a video. shot and directed by clem poole on a lovely east-side morning sometime early this fall. its a fairy tale about the search for an egg-holding container and the struggle against an evil basket hiding thug (played by me). Its amazing how well the narrative came through for a song thats so ambient. im also a fan of how the colors came out. for more of clem's work (in video and in songwriting) see here
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Wednesday, October 25, 2006, 11:55
news and olds
sorry ive been so long without a post... I've been adding to and refining some of the recordings from this page in order to turn them into my debut album, Viceroy, which will be ready before the end of the year.
to tide you over in the meantime, here are some older recordings that i never released:
1. chapeldoors.mp3: a big sounding little waltz about faith with samples from ravi shankar, chopin and several other things which i struggle to remember (or dont want to say).
2. granma.mp3 : the focus here is the beautiful horn arrangement courtesy of the clever and sometimes somber matt bricker. this song is a perhaps unnecesary attempt to demythologize the cuban revolution in song (also an attempt for me to finally put that latin american studies minor to use). there are some mixing problems here, but thats why its just a demo i guess.
3. brightisthering.mp3 : an arrangement of a robert louis stevenson poem, based losely on a ralph vaughn williams arrangement of the same text. dont think about all that though, it was really just a nice little moment that passed between me and my mother's grand piano.
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Saturday, August 05, 2006, 22:36
elevator, battle, distance (canción de cuna)
that means lullaby.
elevator battle distance
i had a lot of things to say about this, but i forgot what they were. don't worry, the police sirens are just on the recording. ah yes, i remember. In the morning, when i finally went to bed after recording this, i dreamt i knew how to play violin. see if the same thing happens to you. i have my hopes.
also, if you feel this distance too. enjoy it.
*updated with piano 9-10-2006
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Tuesday, August 01, 2006, 14:29
something we can hold in our hands
the storm was recorded a week ago from my window at 4 in the afternoon. the song was written and recorded mostly last night between 9pm and 7am, and then finished between 12pm and 2pm this afternoon (one must sleep, after all).
something we can hold in our hands
Written thinking of the 1517 expedition to the Yucatan led by Franciso Hernández de Córdoba, which was the first encounter between the Spanish explorers and the Mayas of the mainland. Poorly provisioned and turned around after 21 days battling storms in the carribean, the Spanish were overjoyed to find in their sights a city with all the signs of civilization: gleaming temples and men and women trading goods in white robes. They were greeted with what they interpreted as 'signs of peace,' but promptly the next morning were forced to retreat as the Mayas clouded the sky with their arrows. Eventually, the explorers beat them back, and after ransacking their temples for gold and kidnapping two crosseyed interpretors, they continued to the South to repeat their adventures in other cities.
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Wednesday, July 26, 2006, 10:15
on the forming of routines
i promised myself i wouldnt record anything else until i had a whole song written from beginning to end. i did, and its a polka!!
on the forming of routines
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Sunday, July 23, 2006, 17:53
the last couple of weeks
1. wordless script : probably the most serious one up here, and the wordiest, despite the title. sprung from a zombielike moment on the marble benches in front of the palacio de bellas artes; everything inverted and was suddenly and gloriously peaceful. **
2. airplane : this ones a true story of me looking out the window at airplanes landing thinking about a certain person who landed on one of those planes but who i never saw once she was on the ground.
3.the dirt : this ones an attempt to get over the melancholy thats been permeating pretty much everything ive done here. and to imply that ive gotten into trouble, which i have, but i havent. the directions to my room are not precise, but theyre close. **
4. we built a levee : im not entirely sure where this one came from. the idea (im not sure how clear it is in the song) is that we build a levee and then theres a drought, so we take down the levee and then theres a flood. the coda features my first and last ever guitar solo.
5. robins eggs.mp3 : this songs about lima. lima is a weird place that i failed to make any sense of. there were these vendors who sold these tiny hard boiled eggs. i had this little game where everytime i saw one i would make up a different animal whose eggs they were, anywhere from cobra to dwarf emu. i had finally decided upon robins eggs when i saw in the grocery store that they were just little eggs from little hens. sigh. so thats the title, which has nothing to do with the song; come to think of it, its not even a whole song.
hope you get time to listen to all of them. i just need to get this stuff off my chest.
-mark
** mix updated 8-1-06
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Monday, July 17, 2006, 10:43
sin titulo
this is how ive felt for the last couple of days... a few notes:
1. never drink more than 4 cups of instant coffee in a row.
2. theres a sweet spot on the hotel room floor that sounds suprisingly like a kick drum.
3. thinking of the phrase "dont put all your eggs in one basket"
4. dance around by yourself or with others
eggslkjgdfasdlevel
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Thursday, July 13, 2006, 11:25
silver and gold
breaking my silence with this... writen in cuzco (and on the bus from cuzco), recorded in lima (mostly) and finished (such as it is)in d.f. featuring me on charango, quena, guitar, vocals, and nightstand, all played a little sketchily. thoughts of forced labor, silver mines and francisco pizarro lead to the glorification of a sparkly, glutonous, and mystical day-off. transcendence is rebellion. digestion is transcendence. eat. eat. eat. something like that... you tell me.
silver and gold
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