From the Franklin Lakes Journal, a description of the Sept. 13 Stone Document gig:
“The sound(s) soar to the sublime, skronk through the ridiculous, and send the listener on an aural trip.”
Ya know how in a cartoon, when someone has a brilliant idea, flash of inspiration or epiphany a lightbulb appears above their head? That’s what I call a “lightbulb moment”.
I was listening to the recording of the improv gig at 51 Main and I realized – I very clearly sound like me. I am constantly juggling gear and trying new set ups, but it always sounds like me (at least, well, to me). I have a singular voice that is my own. This simple realisation gently pushed me forward from the static position I’ve been holding on finishing tracking on the solo disc. What am I waiting for? The perfect signal chain to appear in a dream?!?
Tomorrow, I begin again. Again.
“Composition is like a pub crawl: You just have to take it one bar at a time.” – Brian Robison, composer/thereminist