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Sudafed, circuit breaking (umm I mean bending), and the super flu
Current mood: busy
There it is again. That blurry haze of glowing lights. Grids of life expanding to the horizon in every direction. Los Angeles. The temptress. All things it proclaims to be, its not. Not all of them at least....
But the lights. How beautiful. There is not much man has made in the last 300 years that impresses me. These blips, little beacons, courtesy of Thomas Alva Edison, say something powerful to me. They say there's life here. WE exist.
And what it makes me think is this.
For every one of those lights, there are vast polarities of human experiences and situations. Couples making love, friends arguing, someone at the end of a beautiful life, children taking their first steps, a kid with a gun trying to prove he's a man, someone with a drug habit that no one knows anything about praying its his last day, people night diving, kids making out in a car, gas station employees dying to get home to their kids, a father beating a mother that does not know to get free, flowers that only bloom at night like jasmine, kids studying, people crying because they are so alone, joy, sadness, beauty, hate, love, envy, humility....the human experience.....spread out like a tapestry made of light.
It's all there to be had.
You chose the good stuff, or the darkness. Every second your making a choice, even if your choice is inaction, that's the hugest choice ANY of us make!
On the other side of the wall that you may be sitting next too;
the exact experiences you want in your life may be unfolding this very moment.
Get off your ass and dare to live. Being alive and present and checked in are painful and hard but bear greater fruits than anything that comes from passivity.
So here's what I wrote before my nap and some Csound oppcodes.........
HOW THE HELL IS SUDAFED LEGAL?
Okay, Mr. My mom is a psychologist that deals primarily with addiction so have practically no drug experience, needs to know from those of you that do. Is this what it feels like to take something like Acid?
I cannot believe how, disassociated, out of my self, surreal, crazy, this crap makes me feel!! Nor, can I believe that this is legal. If the government is trying to control the country's ability to regulate brain states via chemicals, TAKE THIS OFF THE MARKET!!! There has got to be something better to clear your head. Funny choice of words; to help with your congestion and not POLUTE your head!
Did I mention I have the flu? I thought I was a total warrior. I fly so much every year, and get exposed to such nasty bugs; it's really built up my immune system. I mean the last bad thing I remember having was SARS. Did I mention ever that Carlos and I brought the SARS epidemic to California? That's a funny story for another time. We were patient zero in California and I've got the SARS protein antibody test to prove it, but I digress.
My immune system is strong.....buuuuutt and here is the big but; kissing on one's beautiful daughter all day long when she is super sick, well, not much can stop you from getting exposed. It's worth getting sick to kiss on Kaia when she feels so bad.
So here's my Friday; up super duper late on Thursday night finishing the record Tommy and I started last week. Didn't mean for that to happen! Were supposed to be scoring a film together and we sat down to write a song for it and ended up writing eleven! And they all sound like "I circuit bent Carlos' mom"....sike!". Their beautiful, Indy.....found sound ditties, that I found myself playing everything from bass, drums, glockenspiel, accordion, concertina, mandolin and melodica, right through to a pillow (for a kick with a tympani mallet) and a pan (for a snare) in the backyard. Thank the maker I have kind neighbors.
Anyway, Thursday was a late night and then I woke up Friday sick as a dog. All good, show must go on. Corissa and I pack up my stuff while Mike and Brian are time correcting their asses off, I destroy another one of Kaia's toys on the kitchen table with potentiometers and a soldering iron (actually this time I did it!!) I will post a picture and a sound clip. So then I kiss the girls and I am off.
Car to airport (long) check in (longer) security (now I am going to hurl) and wait at the gate. Thank god for Wi-fi or I would have been completely nuts. So I get on the flight to Phoenix, short nice flight even though my head feels like a balloon filled with jello and I am tripping balls on Sudafed.....I make it there with eardrums intact (great fear of mine, Jon Digweed burst an eardrum diving and Sasha did it flying with a head cold). SCARY!!!
So I get to Phoenix, find the strength to de-plane, walk to baggage claim, wait an inordinate amount of time, get my check in bags and go outside. Okay its 36 degrees ME!! Wait don't you guys live in the desert? I now it "cools off" at night but can anyone say Global Warming? Thanks for signing the Kyoto treaty Bush you douche bag! Sorry, it's the Sudafed talking. I swear I could, rob a bank on this stuff, or run through the airport with my underwear on my head screaming "the British are coming!!' hahahahahaa. See what I mean?
So anyway, phoenix is FREEZING. I find my ride, get the bags in the car, get to the hotel (which is super cool btw, the james I think it's called). Check in AND MY CREDIT CARD DOES not WORK!! Goes like this "Hi I am checking in my name is..."
"I know who you are, I am so stoked you're here were all coming to the show tonight!"
"Wow, killer, what's your name I'll put you on the guest list"
"Sweet, here's my name, can I get your credit card for incidentals?"
"Sure no problem, here you go."
"Sorry, I, uuummm, your card was declined"
"Can you try it again?"
"Sure, sure no problem......yeah, ummm, yeah still same thing"
"Okay cool, no problem"
(whips out blackberry and sends a fiery email to David-business manager, DUDE I AM IN ARIZONA WITH A 102 fever and CAN'T GET DINNER, DID YOU NOT PAY MY CREDIT CARD BILL!@..!@.."
Anyway, got to an ATM and got some food, read some Anti-theory guides to circuit bending and Csound tutorials and went to the club.
Okay, here's my question, I love Arizona. Love it. Had many a great show there. What to do you people like to dance too?? Not to mention that by this time I am having a shamanic peyote experience on Sudafed and a 104 fever!!! Yeah 104!! I swear to god, it's a miracle I did not lay down on the floor in the DJ booth, put on Rhapsody on a theme from Paginini by Rachmoniv and G-Unit over top of it and go fast to sleep.
OMG, ps, I did what I think is the funniest mash up I've ever heard (but it's too slow to play out) my friends and I CRYED laughing while I was doing it. It's a DMX vocal over top of "Let it Be" by the Beatles. DMX is like " a bitch you ho" and Lennon is all "....mother mary come to me, there will be an answer". My how times have changed. Makes me feel like crying right now instead of laughing until I cry but that again is probably the Sudafed talking. If I have to take this one more day, I am going to start wearing tie-dye shirts and listening to Phish while playing hacky sack. Lol
Anyway, after the gig, I got literally MAULED buy a bunch of people sweating profusely with dilated pupils...it sucks cause out of 100 people that are like, "Dude I've never heard of you but you ing RIIIIIPPP bra!!! in sweet, I can't get my camera phone to work can you make out with my girlfriend she thinks your ing hot dude!!!" (this for real, has happened and more than once). So for every 50 of those guys, you've got 2 humble guys and a girl that want to tell you a wonderful story, or want to say thanks, or whatever, and it makes all the other insanity worth it (kind of).
So, I got out of there, went to the hotel, collapsed, took more medicine, and my temperature (104.3).....this is getting scary. Into bed, wake up in a puddle of sweat. Aren't you glad I shared that?! Lol
Pack my things (a huge project always)....get my bags downstairs, check some email on the blackberry, get some food and then call Alex.
Alex, Alex Alex. What a rad guy. I saw a post from him on the Norg that said, "Dude I bought tickets to the BT show and I just found out I can't go cause I am underage and it's on my 19th birthday". Screw that!!!! I looked everywhere for him, found him, and cut to us having dinner in my hotel in Chicago and circuit bending a Wal-Mart keyboard. (after, car, plane, check in, security, starbucks, pre-boarding, loading bags in to overhead bins, de-plane, reclaiming said baggage, call car, find car, pack car, get to hotel, check in, get bags to room, collapse, lol)
What a blast to hang with you Alex you're a really nice guy, good luck to you in school next year and with your girl and looking forward to checking out your IT work. I snuck him into the club with me, he hung out for the whole set and then we said goodbye. Felt good to be able to do that, it's the kind of thing I wished so many times someone had done for me :)
So here I am writing to you from a flight on the way back to LA. I missed trimming the tree tonight, I hope you guys waited for me!
Such is the life of a traveling musician. You win some you loose some. I'll be recovering for days but seeing Alex in Chicago light up like he did this Saturday, made it all worth while. This weekend was hard, but meaningful. And isn't everything of value in life,
just like that :)
Love to you all >
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| Arno F |
| seriously, what kind of blognerd is that oh my god :eyes: |
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| Munchy |
| BT seems like one of the sickest down to earth musicians out there. Actually talking to people, humble about his fame, and sharing the wealth! |
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| zoric |
HAHAHAH :haha:
He seems awesome indeed :) |
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