Video Games – Page 2 – George Blamey-Steeden

RANDOM THOUGHTS OF ZOOLON, NO. 4

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When people go on at me that I would argue ‘black is white’ I generally tell them that that is unlikely as I’m colour blind, although I did get ‘yellow’ right in one test, but not red and brown or blue and green, or most things thinking about it.

I’m told that grey must play a significant part in my life. It doesn’t bother me though, except for the fact that I was also told that was the title of a badly written book.

I’ve grown to like pasta Verde, I know it’s green in colour but if I hadn’t been told that I’d never have guessed it right. Once boiled it doesn’t look as remarkable as when it’s fresh.

Now for a bit of playing around with music. The guitar is my favourite of all instruments to play. The ‘GoPro’ my favourite toy. I thought it worth exploring what I could with the both of them. With this piece, I chose to record myself recording a collection of riffs that I could then mash together alongside the video to simply see what would happen.

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RANDOM THOUGHTS OF ZOOLON, NO. 3

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Most places that call themselves a ‘gallery’ aren’t galleries at all. They’re just shops selling paintings, some of them OK, others rubbish, most with silly big price tags on and piled up one way or another. This shop type gallery I saw in France the other day was alright, even though it was a shop. Quality.

The bit of life that stood between what I was and what I wanted to be is the bit of life where boredom and no pressure killed all creativity. That bit has disappeared now. I wonder where it is sometimes, check and remind myself that I don’t care.

Talking about bits of life where I lost all creativity there was an 18-month period after uni when I couldn’t find a new melody no matter where I looked. This song broke my duck. For obvious reasons I called the song ‘REBIRTH’. Hope you enjoy;

https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/rebirth

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REMEMBRANCE DAY

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Very much a demo! Needs a lot more work and won’t appear on my SoundCloud until that is done. I wrote it back when at uni after visiting a war grave in Northern France where rows and rows of gravestones just had a name and ‘aged 19’ written on them. I was just experimenting with styles of composition and construction at the time rather than excellent mixing! As it is Remembrance Day I felt I ought to do my bit for the brave, so here it is;

‘AGED 19’

On that day I saw a thousand graves

They all said ‘aged 19’

Wall to wall white marble stone

Stood on grass so green

They went on for miles

As far as I could see

Relics of remembrance

A cosmic storms debris

Battles fought and lives all lost

Or something in between?

Were they just a band of brothers or just a band of lonely ghosts?

What was good is now on the edge of being the most obscene

It’s a lonely road to travel when you are so young

Where did it all go so wrong? Could it have been foreseen?

Guess that it hardly matters now

When the stones say ‘aged 19’

Battles fought and lives all lost

Or something in between?

Battles fought and lives all lost

Or something in between?

This unholy

Heaven’s door

This unholy

Heaven’s door

This unholy

Heaven’s door

Battles fought and lives all lost

Or something in between?

Battles fought and lives all lost

Or something in between?

https://soundcloud.com/george-blamey-steeden/aged-19

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RANDOM THOUGHTS OF ZOOLON NO.2

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Some people look like a rabbit in the headlights most times.

Others look like the headlights.

On balance, I prefer rabbits to headlights.

Melania Trump doesn’t look 46. She looks much younger.

She also looks to me like she’s thinking in a panic about what to do or say all the time she is on camera.

She comes from Slovenia and I wonder if she supports NK Olimpija Ljubliana?

Maybe she supports The Arsenal although that is unlikely.

In another world, she would make a stereotypical footballers wife.

My ‘thought’ doesn’t mean that in a sexist way. She just does.

I hope I’m wrong about the panic look.

I hope I’m wrong about a lot of things.

Talking of panic, now a piece of electronic music I composed. In the making it felt a bit like I imagine panicking when climbing a mountain at night would feel like so I called it K2-Night. Hope you like it.

https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/k2-night

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DECIDER (experimental sound art)

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But first, Zoolon’s thoughts on wasps and spiders!

Wasps set out to terrify best they can I think. Spiders don’t, they just terrify the terrified, they can’t help it.

In my studio this morning there was a wasp attacking a window and a spider looking a bit down about life fixed to the wall. It, him or she looked as if they want the wall as a home for winter.

As a rule, wasps are easier to get out of the studio than spiders. I put on gloves and a thick coat (haven’t got a face mask or a hat I like yet) and opened the window, let it out. Think it was the last living wasp of 2016. Took off my gloves but left the coat on for a while until it warmed up. Seemed sensible.

Catching spiders and setting them free can be difficult. A mug and a postcard usually does the trick. Problem was, when I started looking for it, him or she, it, him or she wasn’t there. Worrying. I’m trying to write a new mega melody. I thought I’d give the spider a name before I started work, then forgot.

Anyway, here’s an experimental, electronic song I hope you like called DECIDER made using Bitwig;

https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/decider

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BUSKING IN BERLIN (a lyric)

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BUSKING IN BERLIN (a lyric)

Storm clouds on the horizon,

No red sky tonight,

The wind blows away the magic,

Of a starry, starry night.

Melissa cries for Candy,

Candy dreams of John,

John is suicidal,

On how it all went wrong.

Larry plays the old guitar,

Kate the mandolin,

And Finn plays the accordion,

They’re busking in Berlin.

It’s a game of names and fortunes,

A game played out in time,

A game of life that ends in death,

A mountain we must climb.

And John’s looking out for Sally,

Candy’s dreaming on,

Melissa took an overdose,

She does not belong here.

Larry plays the old guitar,

Kate the mandolin,

And Finn plays the accordion,

They’re busking in Berlin.

Candy is the blinkered one,

John has the broken heart,

Larry’s getting on with life,

Melissa fell apart – she fell apart, she fell apart

Finn, she won a battle,

Kate, she lost a war,

Candy is still dreaming of,

What are we fighting for?

Storm clouds on the horizon,

No red sky tonight,

The wind blows away the magic,

Of a starry, starry night.

Larry plays the old guitar,

Kate the mandolin,

And Finn plays the accordion,

They’re busking in Berlin, they’re busking in Berlin.

This is another older song I’ve just added to the ZOOLON AUDIO SoundCloud page (I’ve loads more to add over the coming weeks). Busking in Berlin is a simple acoustic demo; after this I’ll post more electronic stuff. Anyway, most people seem to like this one. Here is the link so you can listen if you want;

https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/busking-in-berlin-george-blamey-steeden

If any musicians/sound artist/video gamer’s need high quality, produced ‘in house’ very affordable samples to work with my Zoolon Audio website is at www.zoolonaudio.com/

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RANDOM THOUGHTS OF ZOOLON

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Subject: Sunglasses

I think I’ll wait until dusk before I look at the sky again

Although I worry that my sunglasses think they no longer have a purpose

What they don’t know is that they are not redundant just yet

If the roof falls in, or gets blown away on a sunny day I may find I need them

I think I saw them moving this morning.

Now, a PEN MASH;

All sounds in the video are directly sourced from what you see on screen. Here, I wanted to explore the creation of sound to reveal what one can do using, subjectively, mundane sources, namely just a pen and my fingers. A simple idea, yet accomplished by manoeuvring the pen and my fingers to create bass and synth sounds, then time stretching the sounds in loops and distorting the pen and fingers hits.

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ON MARS, I’LL NEVER HAVE TO ASK ‘WHAT ARE WE FIGHTING FOR?’

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Another older song is ‘Red Planet’. I wrote this a while back around the time the news was full of stuff on the possibility people going to Mars to settle. Seemed like a good idea to me. Still does.

This is just a simple acoustic demo others seem to like so I got around to adding it to Zoolon Audio on SoundCloud. The lyric is down below. Hope you enjoy, here’s the link;

https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/red-planet

RED PLANET

Red planet take good care of me,

Make it better than before,

I’m tired of what we’re doing here,

Just show me the door.

I think I’ll take that flight; I’ll take that flight to Mars,

I’ll leave this Earth behind, won’t even wave goodbye.

I know there’s no coming back,

Why would I anyway?

There’s nothing left here I want,

I know there’s no coming back,

Why would I anyway?

There’s nothing left to say.

Red planet take good care of me,

Make it better than before,

I’m tired of what we’re doing here,

Just show me the door.

I know there’s no coming back,

Why would I anyway?

The end game now is playing out,

I know there’s no coming back,

Why would I anyway?

Here time is running out.

On Mars the wind blows hot and cold,

On Mars there is no war,

On Mars I’ll never have to ask,

“What are we fighting for?”

Red planet take good care of me,

Make it better than before,

I’m tired of what we’re doing here,

Just show me the door.

Sometime in the future,

I might look up to the sky,

Back at where I came from,

At a planet cold and dry.

I think I’ll take that flight; I’ll take that flight to Mars.

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ERASING THE 38TH

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The link https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/erasing-the-38th takes you to a demo version of my experimental song ‘Erasing the 38^th’. I haven’t done much with my music in terms of sharing it with others lately so here we go; the lyric is printed below if it helps you follow the song.

ERASING THE 38^TH

See how it burns

Stars instead of streetlights,

Two moons instead on one,

Touch the edge of heaven,

Give breath to a dying sun,

Give breath to a dying sun (repeat etc.)

See how it burns (repeat etc.)

After the blaze of glory,

Comes the flickering light,

What’s left has no shadow,

No vulture in flight,

Take off this mask,

See how it burns,

See how it burns (repeat etc.),

In this game of Russian roulette,

The weapon now rests at your temple,

Your time on the trigger just drags,

Take of this mask,

See how it burns (repeat, repeat, repeat etc.)

If any musicians out there need royalty free quality music samples (I don’t buy them in, I produce them all myself from a variety of sources, guitar, electronic, surreal) at seriously low prices then my new start business Zoolon Audio might interest you https://www.zoolonaudio.com/ )

I am adding to my YouTube channel https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCtOtegaQCJKBCZWYJDHOTPg

and SoundCloud https://soundcloud.com/zoolon all the time.

You can find me on Twitter https://twitter.com/ZoolonAudio as well. I don’t write poetry as such. Any words I don’t throw away become lyrics.

THE SEARCH FOR SILENCE

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There is no such thing as silence

I know that

The dictionary tells lies

Once I locked myself in a lead coffin

(might or might not have been lead)

After 4, maybe 5 minutes

I realized I could hear my heart beat

My clothes rustle

Even cotton shirts rustle when locked in too long

They never tell you that in the shop

My breath whispered in its own language

A cruel percussion of bells ringing in my head

Then the oxygen ran away screaming

What’s the point of silence

If silence is like a God?

I thought it might help when blogging if I told readers a little bit about myself. My name is George. I run Zoolon Audio https://www.zoolonaudio.com/ selling samples I have made to electronic musicians and sound artists mainly. The business is new and things are going well. I also write songs and make sound art myself.

I am adding to my YouTube channel https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCtOtegaQCJKBCZWYJDHOTPg

and Soundcloud https://soundcloud.com/zoolon all the time.

You can find me on Twitter https://twitter.com/ZoolonAudio as well. I don’t write poetry as such. Any words I don’t throw away become lyrics.