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Period VI continued. More
awards rolled in. I started getting fan
mail, and a reputation as one of the most
prolific original composers on the net (it's
astonishing how quickly the music adds up
when you work on them every day). "Iron
Fist In A Velvet Glove" (Previous
page) was used as a case study for a
Melbourne University multimedia class.
This page: 11-Feb-01 to 28-Feb-01. |
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 And If The Tide
Washes Over Me (7:21) 111K |
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There are times when the
modern era seems to force us to emulate
Don Quixote; we spend our lives tilting
at windmills. As persuits go, this is one
of the more tiring, even exhausting. Red
Tape can be a more impenetrable barrier
than any barbed wire. This is the story
of an elderly man who has spent his life
trying to make his way through a system
that seems designed to frustrate him;
until one day, while walking on a beach,
he looks back and finds that for all his
years of effort, there is not a single
thing that he's actually accomplished.
Bone-weary, he lies down, and claims,
"This is as far as I can go, I will
go no further. And if the tide washes
over me, remember that I was once a man
of hopes and dreams - just like you."
The opening is as close as I could come
to the breaking of waves on the shore. It
didn't work that well on the Awe-32 and
does even less on the SB-Live. All this
tune needs beyond that is some minor
remixing of the drums in the verses -
there's a bell note that's far too
prominant on the SB-Live relative to the
Awe-32, and perhaps the high-pitched
sustained notes near the end are a little
too prominant.. |
80 |
Order Into Chaos (5:20)
15K Zipped (165K Unzipped) |
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This piece works the same
conceptual vein as "Virtual Melodies"
(2000, page 3). The "Order"
part comprises multiple instruments all
playing the same chord or notes thereof;
with a melody emerging from the different
natural pitch and timbre of the
instruments. The "Chaos" part
has no two instrument groups playing the
same note at the same time. Amusingly,
the "Order" sections sound far
more anarchic and chaotic than the "Chaos"
sections, leading the two to be
frequently misidentified. The implication
is that perception plays a far greater
part in distinguishing between the two
than we like to pretend; that message is
the purpose of this work. Perhaps we
could derive a couple of natural "laws"
this way: "Any sufficiently complex
ordered system will appear chaotic",
and "Sufficiently complex chaotic
systems reduce to aparrant order, leaving
them susceptable to statistical analysis".
There are alanogies in chemistry &
physics. Boltzmann's law about the
average velocity of atoms at a given
temperature is an example of the latter,
while the zoo of subatomic particle
families reduced fairly neatly into an
organised system with the introduction of
the quark - at least for a while, I
understand that things are now beginning
to get out of hand in quark properties.
So there are some fairly deep waters
lurking in the background of this piece.
It needs a substantial remix to work on
the SB-Live. |
81 |
Dreaming Of A
Better Tomorrow (11:30) 24K
Zipped (258K Unzipped) |
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It took longer to get right
than expected, but this is my almost-annual
optimistic, uptempo tune reflecting the
promise of a better year ahead. This one
is a little more bittersweet, and is
composed from the perspective of someone
whose last year wasn't as good
as he or she would have hoped. Some of
the instrument choices don't work as well
on the SB-Live and will need to be
changed in any remix, but overall the
ingredients are still there, if wildly
unbalanced in the miz. |
82 |
The Tenth Cup Of
Coffee (5:59) 16K Zipped (104K
Unzipped) |
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As most coffee drinkers
know, the more you have, the jumpier and
edgier you get. By the time you've
reached ten cups in a day, you're wired.
It is in that state of mind that this
piece exists. This needs a slight remix
to drop the synth bass in prominance and
fix (if possible) the piano bass before
it will sound good on the SB-Live. |
83 |
Whispered Nothings (1:58)
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This started life as sonic
experiment - one instrument plays a note,
then a second instrument plays a second
note, and so on. In other words, take a
melody and assign each note to a
different instrument. A little remix and
this tune resulted. It sounds full of
meaning when you hear it - the content
hints at great significance - but
ultimately, there are nothing but
whispers, idle thoughts drifting through
your mind. It took longer to write these
liner notes than tit took to play the
piece. Some of the instruments need to be
rebalanced for the SB-Live. |
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Catch Me If You Can
(5:31) 9K Zipped (108K Unzipped) |
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This is as down to earth as
the previous piece was ethereal and
insubstantial. While it can apply to just
about any chase, and was inspired by
"The Fugutive", starring
Harrison Ford, for some reason I can't
hear the piece without picturing a rather
snide white rabbit ducking down a hole
into the world beyond the looking glass -
a sort of cross between Alice In
Wonderland and a Warner Brothers Coyote/Road
Runner cartoon. Not even the poor bass-note
performance of the piano in the SB-Live
can ruin this, it takes the pathetic
tubular bells & glockenspiel patches
to do that. |
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Roll Up! Roll Up! (the
fun never stops) (8:07) 13K
Zipped (229K Unzipped) |
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If that title doesn't bring
to mind a circus, I don't know what will.
But what if the circus is the Colliseum
in the declining years of the Roman
Empire, where gladiators lived, and
battled, and dies, for the entertainment
of the citizens? It was that free
association that inspired this piece,
when brought forward into modern-day
equivalents. A house of horrors where the
mutilations are real, a hall of mirrors
that distorts the bodies of those who
look at their reflections, all run by a
maniac clown cum barker. A Horror film,
in other words, set in a circus, and
dressed up to look like fun.... this just
doesn't work right on the SB-Live. |
86 |
En Memoria Bradman (3:07)
20K |
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This was composed in two
sittings. I began it when I heard of the
death of the legendary Australian
cricketer, Don Bradman; and finished it
the next day. There's one crack of the
willow for each century by "The Don"
and a mood of sadness mingled with pride
in his accomplishments and respect for
his spirit. In my opinion, many of the
seeds of the ideals of modern Australian
culture were planted by the example of
Bradman. A good man and a great
ambassador for our country, gone but not
forgottten. The SB_Live has lost the
thunderous drum beats that were such a
feature of this tune but it's otherwise
still quite listenable. |
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The Industry Of
Paragons (10:16) 21 K Zipped (258K
Unzipped) |
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The cynic in me inspired
this tune. Modern politics, with its
double-standards, refuses to permit our
political leaders to be people. They can
never make a mistake, never have feet of
clay; and hence the industry of spin-doctoring
has arisen to ensure that they are always
paragons of virtue - at least publicly.
Who knows the man inside? Is he another
Ghandi, or another Hitler? A fool, a
knave, or an Einstein? To get elected,
they have to make promises, and they
frequently have to break them - but can
never admit it. "Look! The Emperor
has no clothes!" Once again, it's
the bass piano notes that first mar this
tune beyond reason on the SB-Live. The
lack of prominance of the guitars only
adds to the problem. This might possibly
be salvaged with some instrument
redefinitiions. |
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