messing by Kirsten Svuure
If you're only going to sample the first ten seconds of this then I can add ten useful seconds to your life and advise you Do Not Bother. This one takes a while to work its charms. At first you will think What A Bloody Awful Lo-Fi Joyful Mess - in a bad way. Then later you will think exactly the same, but in a good way.
Well my plan here on Bandcamp to make the same album over and over again until I'd earned a reputation for being the sort of skilled musician who makes whatever-music-it-was-that-I-was-going-to-make-all-the-time hasn't worked out at all well. But you don't need me to tell you that. No one would apply the words "skilled" or "musician" to me so far.
And far from making the same kind of thing over and over, it seems like every new album is by a totally different/new person. I can't even remember what my previous album sounds like - a forgivable lapse because it was after all more than 12 hours ago - but I am dead-sure it didn't sound like this one.
Yes I like this one very very much. And of course every micro-sound you hear is intentional and was planned weeks in advance. But what good has it done me ? - I woke up this morning and turned on this computer to see how many new followers I'd acquired ... alas, minus one. A quarter of my fan-base wiped out overnight.
But rather than hitting the bottle or phoning the Samaritans (and I don't make light of either activity - I've done them both in my time), I turned off my computer and went back to bed and slept very very soundly, peace at last, my mind at rest, a quarter fewer things to worry about.
Get drunk, turn this up so loud that you can blame all the wonderful distortions on some defect in your speakers, tap your toes, bliss-out, this isn't as good as it can get, but it's probably as good as it will get, this music, this day, my life, your life - I've switched from living off £2-50 bars of 100% dark chocolate, to bottles and bottles of Lidl's version of diet Coke, 47p for two litres at a time. What cost-of-living crisis ? Being an obsessive weight-watcher I know that I put on about a stone in a morning, but then for the rest of the day it all quickly comes out of me and I parachute to an earth whose surface is forever higher than it was.
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recorded today, photo Hampshire about two weeks ago
