I streamlined my noise-making process, and I made this. I think it's a concept album. I think. I don't know. I was just doing an introspective stream-of-consciousness thing with the track titles, so I cut my "loaf" of noise into little chunks so I could fit a bunch of 'em in. Hope it means something. Hope it's something positive.
violence, not serious
Pete Seeger wrote a much gentler version of Woody Guthrie's "This Machine Kills Fascists" on his banjo.
Of course, if one were to take the slogan literally, a banjo could really fuck up a fascist. Real bad. It would be extremely hard to kill someone with a mere hollow-body guitar.
Maybe that's why Seeger toned it down. The inherent lethality of the banjo was too great to invoke, even metaphorically. The banjo is the nuclear weapon of the anti-fascist folk singer.
I made a 20 minute noise. Don't give me money. Give money to an organization that is doing some good. Use the noise where and when noise is needed.
P. Panhandle Possum
Tried releasing a single through a distribution service to see what that's like. It's a nightmare, but I learned a lot.
A million little steps, all meant to ensure that nobody ever hears, plays or uses music without a monetary transaction. Royalties, copyright registration, performance rights, streaming revenue, Jesus fuck. Gotta be a fuckin' lawyer to keep it straight. If this were my livelihood, I'd have to be glad some of that shit is there, but, again, Jesus fuck.
Anyway, I was able to circumvent most of the bullshit by declaring my half-minute of floppy wet noise to be a public domain "traditional song," and just waiving a bunch of stuff and not registering a copyright or any of that shit.
Number one, with a bullet!
I make noises. I try to do the right thing.
a friendly general instance for coders, queers, and leftists!