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

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RANDOM THOUGHTS OF ZOOLON

 

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(photo I took somewhere in Loire Valley, France – near the Troglodytes)

RANDOM THOUGHTS OF ZOOLON

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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FAULT LINES

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(Another picture I took at the World Puppet Theatre Festival in Charleville-Mézières, France)

This is a demo I made a couple of years back. Just added it to my SoundCloud. I got the idea for the lyric from Rudyard Kipling’s quote, “He travels the fastest who travels alone.” It always sounded the way things should be to me. The lyrics (definitely not poetry) follow on from the link to the song. Hope you enjoy it. The link is below;

https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/fault-lines-george-blamey-steeden

FAULT LINES 

I travel the fastest,

In a world that is shrinking, my heart turns to stone,

I’ll trade this new freedom; for all that I have known.

 

I who travel alone,

Like a worn-out suit in a charity shop,

I’d trade this new freedom; my religion I’d swap.

 

We are thrown into this world,

We are thrown into this world,

We are thrown into this world,

Some tumble; some will fall.

 

The pendulum swings,

Tectonic plates shift, fault lines are drifting for now

Snapping apart the bond of the peasant and plough.

 

Turn around and look back for me,

That is the way a heart learns to bleed.

 

I can see what needs doing,

I can feel all the pain,

I can reach out and touch,

But I can’t loosen the chain.

 

We are thrown into this world,

We are thrown into this world,

We are thrown into this world,

Some tumble; some will fall.

 

I can see what needs doing,

I can feel all the pain,

I can reach out and touch,

But I can’t loosen the chain.

 

I travel the fastest,

In a world that is shrinking, my heart turns to stone,

I’ll trade this new freedom; for all that I have known.

 

I travel alone,

Like a worn out suit in a charity shop,

I’d trade this new freedom; my religion I’d swap.

 

We are thrown into this world,

We are thrown into this world,

We are thrown into this world,

Some tumble; some will fall.

 

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ON THE EDGE

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This experimental electronic demo track (made in Bitwig) is my look at a mind on the edge of madness.  We all go that way sometimes I think.  It gradually builds up from a revolving beat, gets a bit choral (I think madness is a bit choral) goes darker before a little panic sets in.  The photo is one I took at the bi-annual World Puppet Theatre Festival in Charleville-Mézières, France. Weird place.  I hope you enjoy this track.  Here’s the link;

https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/on-the-edge

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A TRACK CALLED ‘POEM’

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With this simple ambient, electronic track, I wanted to experiment with the synth Alchemy and create a song that relies heavily on automation to keep the listener’s interest alive.  I called it Poem because it felt like someone struggling for words then finding them. Here’s the link to the music, hope you enjoy it;   https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/poem

https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/poem

 

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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 38th. 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 38TH

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.)

 

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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.

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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.