
Basically I'm finding the whole experience (linked with the recent purchase of a loop station) has set my synapses alight (ie: I'm getting no sleep as I sit in my little nest of cables and flashing neon) as I go back and erase and overdub and erase and overdub until I end up with soundbeds that I feel would make interesting starting points for more polished 'compositions' (and I use the term very loosely).
What amazes me is that I end up making diagrams such as the one affixed to this post and that the simple act of pushing buttons twiddling knobs and pressing black and white keys in such a RANDOM fashion always seems to end up conveying remarkably precisely where my head is AT (to use the muso parlance hehe).
I LOVE the element of chance in making music. It's like lifeblood to my thought processes, and yet a circuitous path still sends me to the same destination as a rigorously planned one. How does this happen? What's more, I agonize over the 'credibility' of such a wayward methodology, yet I then hear a track like Peter Namlook and Klaus Schultze's Three pipers At The Gates Of Dawn (from Dark Side Of The Moog) which consists of ONE NOTE and I realise that I'm still TOO FORMAL. Confusing, or what?
Of course, I should now present examples. They will follow shortly. But trust me when I say that my subconscious seems to be stronger than my waking psyche. Way stronger. I'm in a dark space. But it's good...