sweet sexy simple
I made a short piece of music that was, I think, inspired by what I've been reading of Jean Cocteau in recent days. It is all about lines, delicate interruptions, and dreamy malaise. I recorded it in one take with a quiet afternoon rain shower falling outside.*
When I saw the Cocteau retrospective at the Pompidou Centre while in Paris at the beginning of the year, I was struck by how he could render the most difficult images into dreamy cartoons. Even his airy depictions of what looked to be strenuous sexual positions seemed to come from the perspective of nonchalance and starry-eyed wonder.
Two For B (an mp3 file, 2'49")
I'm still giving my music away. Hopefully someday (soon?) I can get my work out there in the formats preferred by a capitalist world, and after that I'll start thinking about the money stuff. I've always hated thinking about money. My lack of it is certainly testimony to that.
*After writing the above and listening to my music again, I think it is actually fairly active, need to aim for even less busy-ness next time.