Archive for the ‘Animas Mundi’ Category

music will find a way…

November 2, 2010

I may not have had the greatest success in the history of music, and while I am very proud of all that Anything Box has achieved in my life… It never changed my life in the ways that people expect. Anything Box as awesome as it is, cannot part the red sea, enlighten my soul and offer me endless happiness in this life… Music, even when it finds its way out of me and into your hearts, is still only an expression of a life…

Now love, pain, and every second that I’ve been alive on this little blue world? That has changed me, formed me. I guess in retrospect, Anything Box is the observer of this, and Claude S. the reporter

Today it feels dark, the darkest that it has been in a long time, and it comes on the heals of my greatest of joys… So how does one reconcile these things? I don’t know. A good friend of mine lost her husband a few days back, so what I am facing is petty and pales in comparison. But pain is pain. No one is immune from it…

All I can offer up is a quote from a guy I sat next to on a plane last year…

There is no price high enough for one’s love or dignity…

At least I can hold my head up and say I have both.

everafter

September 13, 2010

I wrote a song that was inspired by a series of strange unrelated events, and it brought back to mind the way I came to write Carmen. I’ve been writing on and off for a while now, but the songs have seemed half inspired, so I get angry and toss them. Others I wrote to commemorate recent events and although I thought they were good, I just did not feel like recording them…

So I ask myself, ‘Self? What is going on?’ and my answer is that I am far away. I want to write, but somehow I have distanced myself from the act itself, or perhaps I have come to that dreaded writer’s curse: I’ve nothing to say. Could it be? No, I don’t think so. But sometimes what we say is not what we mean, and thus this is the feeling I’ve come to regard as the ‘non-me’.

The non-me will write about everything not related to me, for fear that such things might be too close for comfort. And they are! So much has happened in my life in a span of a year and a half that it is staggering to say the least. So after a bit of non-writing writing, i gave myself a break and let it all go….

And then, just as I was thinking about nothing at at all on the freeway on the way home from Minneapolis this weekend… It just came… A real song, something to be recorded. I say recorded because it is the first that makes me feel that there is more, even if it is simple, even if it tells the world something personal. I had forgotten the feeling… So now?

I have to follow it and see where it leads… :)

But for now, it has made me feel all the emotions that have been building up. So after a really good cup of coffee, I will go and work on it…

1984 | What George Orwell didn’t predict.

April 4, 2009

In Nineteen Eighty-Four, the seminal book by George Orwell, society is oppressed, with Big Brother bearing down on all citizens. News and Politics are delivered as NewSpeak, and the thought police is always on the lookout for those who oppose the New World Order…

In many ways, 1984 was prophetic. Many people feel that this world, this seemingly impossible world of police states and loss of individuality that is represented in the book would never come to pass. Orwell made sure it was painted well. He designed a myriad of ways for the intelligent man or woman to catch this before it could begin. He gave us the clues to the future. But he forgot something. No. Worse, he could not have imagined it in his wildest dreams.

Orwell could never have imagined the ‘marketing’ of such a terrible thing as slavery. He lived in a world that was still proud of its heritage and strengths. His brethren and families close to him had been in a world war, facing yet another. How could they have known that in the future, Big Brother would not rule by force but with the unflinching complicity of its citizens? How could he know that Big Brother did not need to cast a dark look from the TV screen? Just give the people technology that enslaves them and sell it to them as a need. Let them enslave themselves. 

From the simplest of devices, one can find the subtle hints of this. Want to know where your friends are? Look them up on GPS of course! You can see exactly where they are going. Isn’t that just the coolest thing? Or how about this? If grandma or little Billie should get lost, we can use PLD (Personal Locating Device) or Digital Angel (now there’s a name) imbedded in their arm in the form of a tiny RFID chip to find them and bring them home? Isn’t that great? And we can stop terrorism in its tracks by having this little thing in all of us, to make it harder for the terrorists to attack Amerika. Isn’t that just swell? Don’t you want to sleep well, knowing that everything is under control?

No. Orwell could never have predicted that marketing something terrible could still result in sales. The numbers don’t lie. People like these contrivances of technology. They are only fed the things they want to hear: Friends, Flirt, Meet, Engage! But avoided are the words, Tracking, Papers, National Identification, Slavery or Human Rights. These things, these terms, are made to feel passe, old. GPS is cool!

What have we done? Where did this all go wrong? As I sit and write this, the G20 are saying that a global currency is at hand, and that these nations are in fact welcoming such a shift. After all, they argue, the world has become smaller. We need to lose a bit of sovereignty to become a global community. International co-operation to end this crisis will require all citizens to agree and adapt to this New World Order. The good will overshadow the bad.

But will it? I bet old George is wishing he’d been around to release 1984 2.0 right now. Hell, why not revise the book and call it 2009?

 

Worm Food | Afterlife (I have to choose)

March 30, 2009

It’s actually very simple, and it comes down to one thing: YOUR EGO.
If you die and your ego still clings to this life on earth, you stay until you decide it’s time to move on. But it is a lonely existence. You cannot really communicate too well with the living, so it all will seem like a purgatory. Some will try and try and be noticed, but conversations in this state will be quite useless. You always have a choice. God never takes that away. Even in death. And for some, it may be that a few days or months is what they need to experience before they realize they are free.

Now the person who has ‘control’ of their ego but still abides by it will die and instantly want to ‘know’ everything, experience it all… Fly to ends of the universe, go right through a black hole, sit on God’s shoulder while he creates a new planet or life form that is millions of light years away and so different we would need six senses to describe. He or she will ride spaceships (unseen), fly to earth and catch up on how old their surviving friends look. They will see as many movies as they want, and lounge on the beaches of the planet of their choice… Like Mercury or Saturn. They will grow in size and see the earth as a pebble in the abyss, or be a particle and be everywhere at once… Time travel… And then…

Some will become bored.

So the fun part is then to erase all of one’s ego and come back, to experience creation again. Maybe here on earth, maybe elsewhere. If you were a man, you might want to try being a woman. If you were blond and blue-eyed, you might want to come back Asian. And you will do this because you will understand that time is infinite, so you give up nothing more than a hundred years or less of that infinity…

My father was not a creative person. He did not understand the arts, so we could not relate to each other. He was a normal practical man. No religion, no nonsense. We never saw eye to eye on anything. Then he died. A few days later I awoke to see his face hovering a few feet above my bed. I thought I was dreaming.. Just then he said, “This is so strange, but very cool. You will really love this and appreciate it! This is so you…” and he was off. I had never seen him that happy. Maybe it was my imagination. Nah. I saw him all right. Goodnight all!

Or you are just worm food. Even simpler, but not as much fun. Now I have to choose. No worm food.

Real Solutions to Global Problems. Simplified.

March 21, 2009

U.S. population: 306,051,178
World Population: 6,768,012,488

I want you to keep these numbers in mind. They are right now valid. I’m not going to get into the details. Get out a calculator and do the math. I’m only giving you the solutions. They are simple. We could implement them tomorrow. Everywhere. Add your own!

1. The 20 Dollar Plan. Everyone pays into a Pay Pal account 20 bucks of their hard earned money for the benefit of the country. This is People Money. The Fed cannot touch it. The Congress then has a country wide vote on what the Top 10 Needs of the country are and we all electronically vote (a Real Reality TV show). The bill is paid. Done. Then we can do it again every six months. How fast can we solve things now?

2. Government Operated Fast Food. Government employs the same amount of employees as McDonald’s, but serves up better regulated food, and the profits of the venture goes into the country’s deficit and the needs of her people by vote of the people. Say, better Education? affordable Health Care? Everyone has food, and we contribute to the country’s wealth. The Fed is out! Gary contributed the basis for this idea…

3. Fifteen Percent (The 15% Plan) of ALL manufacturing and educational grants must be given to US companies. You can outsource 85% of your telecommunications staff to Country X if you want, but if you want to be a company earning US dollars in the US, you need to give her people jobs and put money into the country that fills your pockets. Otherwise, get out and follow the rules of whatever country you want your children to grow up in. We the people demand it.

The government serves us. They are the waitress at our table. It is We The People who have to get up off our overwhelming fat asses and order what it is we want. Then tell her to make it great or there won’t be a tip.

Nice to feel better.

Crashed my Bike…

March 17, 2009

Man, I feel so stupid. I have only had it for a while (it actually got out of the crash without much more than a scratch), and today was the first warm day. So I decided to try my bike (looks just like a Vespa) and practice. Because of my lack of skill of course, I crashed into the bushes, which would have been OK if the bike didn’t fall on me and drag me for a bit…. OUCH!!!!

The damage to the bike? Just a few scratches. The damage to me?

My ego is broken, of course, but it can be repaired with a little luck and a car. No more fucking scooters, OK???? Seriously, I’m scarred for life. Then there’s my already scarred shin, which was just about healed from an injury a few years back. Re-opened. And my left knee, which hurts because a scooter fell on it. And my hip, which hurts so bad I cannot even tell you. I may have to go to the hospital. We’ll see…

 

Yeah, it looks like a scratch, but it goes deep, and it hurts…

I hope that tomorrow I won’t hurt as much as it does right now.

Anyone want to buy my bike? :)

New Studio for new album..?

December 11, 2008

Because of the season, it has been a bit difficult to finish the studio, but it is almost ready. I began a rig, tore it down, and started again in an effort to make the studio a good place to work.

I hate the fact that everything seems to take longer than it needs to, and all I can say is… ARRRRRRRRRR.

Today I worked on the microphone I will be recording my vocals with. Oh, I didn’t tell you? I’m going to sing the next album live in the studio. The idea is to avoid the vocal booth and sing as though it were live, with the speakers blaring. This is also part of my new methods of recording.

I tried about 25 different mics for this approach, and so far the one that won my heart was the ElectroVoice 767A. I have gutted it and will be wiring the capsule within the body of a steel 1950′s EV radio microphone that I’ll be using. This way, it will look pretty in videos… Silly I know. But it is fun and the vibe is good for me…

I finished a new theremin, and I am on the hunt for a few tidbits, then I will reveal the next laboratory in pictures and video. Speaking of pictures and video, we are taking some new bands shots this Sunday. It looks like it will be lots of fun.

Circuit bending a shortwave radio is next…

 

New Album? | New Toys

October 14, 2008

 

So I have almost wrapped up my new rig, which is a hybrid synthesizer set-up that I intend to use on the new album. My old friends, namely the ESQ are back as I wrote in a previous post, and since then I’ve found a few worthy additions to my software instrument setup. But recently, I also acquired another VSS-30, which is my favorite sampler in the world. Additionally, I have been using my Nintendo DS more and more. Add to the mix my Kaos Pad (KP3), and you have the makings of a cool rig.

But of course, I didn’t stop there. I recently bought the Omnichord, which is really warm, and an MFB Synth II (100% analog synth). My Gakken and optical theremin (self-made) of course rounds it all out.

Last night I made some videos to show how I turned these things into a working writing rig. And it is pretty cool. Lots of flashing lights and video synthesis. I will post these. The new studio looks like a crazy lab, so I think I’m going rename it… Something but I don’t know what just yet.

With this, I am hoping to finish up two things which stand in the way of progress. The first is Volume One, which we hope to wrap up soon, and the other is Sharewear, which will have most of the material from the first two and some surprises for all.

The artwork will feature a sketch by Werner Von Braun that has not been seen in public since 1952. But that’s another story for another day as this unfolds…

– Claude

A New Arsenal | Analog vs Digital… Again…

September 29, 2008

During the California show on Saturday, some people noticed parts of my new rig, which was totally intentional of course. Some people asked me questions outside, and some were simply perplexed, so I thought I would shed a light on a few things…

A few days before the show, I got an Omnichord, which I won in an auction on EBay.

I was not planning on using it just days before a show, but when Paul and I worked out Lady In Waiting using it, the Kaos Pad 3 as a drum machine, and his guitar… Well. It was magic. And so we sprung it on the audience on Saturday with only one rehearsal between us. I loved it. But! Just because I strapped it on… don’t fucking call it a Keytar. It’s not a fucking Keytar. I don’t like keytars. I even despise the word Keytar. It is an analog device, not a controller. IHFK <— guess what that stands for? :0

Also in the mix was my Nintendo DS, which saw lots of use that night as both an atmospheric sound affecter and for some pads during I Felt the Pain and Soul On Fire. Somebody’s voice came through the crowd, asking… “Oh my God… Is that a Nintendo DS up there?” Yep. It was. Mine is the red and black, but here’s a pic of the black one…

The idea of having this little thing do what it does through my Kaos Pad was like getting my first analog synthesizer. I LOVE this THING. I plan on using more than one in the future. I’m almost certain of it.

The device I did not get to use was my Gakken, which is a little analog synthesizer that I got with a magazine out of Japan. That little guy is sick, and I planned on using it during Jubilation, but somehow it went on being muted (or I did not hear it in my monitors), which was rather bunk, but it happens. I had it hooked up to the Kaos Pad and it was going to do a theremin solo thing. :( 

 

Yeah, that’s the one. I love it, but it’s not really what I should have on stage with me. So I got this little monster instead for next time… Just out, too! Dave Smith’s Mopho kiddies! 100% Analog!

Now I’m going to make some additional noise… Ooh. Ah… But seriously. I am. This is a dream come true. It’s small, it’s phat, it’s small. Four Oscillators… “All you need is Love…”

If my other instrument would only work, I would be in heaven, but I haven’t given up on it. I don’t accept failure. It’s simply too cool. I made a FLASH BASED sampler, and it is amazing in every way… Except I hate controlling it from a mouse. I tried to do it with a wireless tablet, and it worked, but the response was too slow for my taste. I need to send MIDI to FLASH, and guess what… It is not part of FLASH! Which is a shame. I won’t give up on this though. The computer is part of what I do, so this seems like a logical step. Oh, BTW, I did play some graphic synth stuff via MIDI on Saturday, and that worked amazingly well. If I incorporate the visuals with Mopho I might have something really too cool for words. But I digress. I will put it up on our site soon so that anyone can play it. This was my dream… Sigh.

The other question I was asked was my preference… Surprise… Analog vs Digital. I don’t like that question, because in answering it I appear to give one more props than the other. But I guess this is inevitable, isn’t it? So here’s my view, the final and definitive manifest of what is what…

I love analog. I love digital. They are similar, they are different. They are like twins, only different. I love both. Each has a weakness the other exploits. Each has a strength the other employs. OK?

So don’t make me decide. I won’t. I love both. Forever.

– Claude

Dan Rather | American Hero

September 9, 2008

When I say this little video, I was quite moved, and it gave me a little push that says what I’m about to do here is a good thing. He deserves your attention, and please note… If you don’t know who he is… Well, let’s just say nothing more than the greatest reporter alive today.

Understand that what he’s saying, conspiracy theorists have been saying for years. But who knew? Who paid attention? This is a fine example of an American who sees something wrong, and implores his countrymen to do something about it.

This is my last political post on this blog. From now on…

http://theclawspiracy.blogspot.com/

Make note, please.

 


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