31 May 2007

Short Circuit

I found myself on ebay last night which, as long time visitors to my shore will know, is a bit of a dangerous place for me when I've had a glass or two of wine.

Thankfully, I hit upon a rich seam of electronica this time in the form of a bunch of circuit bent home keyboards. Circuit bending is a little known art performed by a select bunch of manic electricians who furiously re-solder the internal components of everyday objects in frightening ways and turn them into evil machines capable of making amazing sounds.

It's part of my ongoing future projects folder that I have in my head. Partly, these devices will be great to include on the new Frost album. Without wishing to give too much away, the new album is veering towards a sort of guitar driven-emo-prog-goth-folk-electronica kind of place anyway, so these devices will be well suited to that. But also, they will form part of my new live keyboard setup.

So I bought one of these -



And one of these -



The mad scientist who mangled this has put an audio input on it, so I can feed drums, guitar, vocals..whatever I like into it.

And the best one, the daddy of 'em all, THIS! -



It's a really cheap Casio sampler from the late 80's, built into a huge circuit bending interface. Apparently, it'll be easy to fit a midi out to it too so I'll be able to control other synths from it. This is definitely coming out live when (if) we ever do any Frost gigs.

And so to today, I can't work on Song 1 as it's not raining, but the forecast is terrible for the few days so I expect to be back on the case shortly. Instead I'll carry on with Here Is The News.

Lovely!

30 May 2007

Progress in Prog-Land


It must be something to do with heavy rain because as the sky dumped it's watery content upon the lawn outside The Cube all day today, I made a load of progress with Song 1. I recorded loads more acoustic guitar bits, some more piano and even managed to write a new section for it. It seems to be shaping up to be something approaching 6 minutes long which I'm surprised about.

Then, the Postie brought me a CD from TBE with his drums for "Here Is The News" on it and I started work on getting them layered into the fuity cake that is my ELO cover version too.

And now, it's 6.30pm, my work is done and the sun has just come out from behind the rainy clouds so I can have my first libation this evening on the blacony in some pleasant evening sunshine.

Happy Day!...

29 May 2007

And as it by magic...

I've just been reading a brilliant account in this month's Sound On Sound of how Tricky's album Maxinquaye came into being. So good, in fact, that I've just bought it on Amazon.

I downloaded the little clips and was well impressed. CD sold!

See? Who said downloading was killing music?...

28 May 2007

Cake Or Death


I'm probably going to get shouted at a lot for this one...but.

There’s been a lot of talk lately about music piracy. The message is that if it doesn’t stop, a lot of progressive rock bands will go out of business and the genre will die out forever.

My gut feeling is – and?

There’s been some speculation that unless piracy is stopped, all new music will die. Oh, do fuck off...

If anything, it’ll grow beyond anything we can comprehend at the moment. I’ll bet anybody £1,000,000 that new songs will be released for public consumption every week for the rest of my life and my son’s and my grandchildren’s life too. Who cares if we pay for it. Most people make music for the fun of it, perhaps the future of music is with the gifted amateurs. Maybe that's precisely what music needs - a bit of a clear out from all of us in the moaning old boys brigade that should have retired years ago.

Music and media piracy has been going on since the beginning of time. If any of you have been to Thailand, you’ll know what I mean. You can buy DVDs of films before they’re even on general release. When I was there, you could even buy a copy of "Raiders Of The Lost Ark 4". I wish I had now in hindsight...

Does anyone remember the “Home taping is killing music” campaign in the 80’s? Oh, how we all frowned and looked concerned. This'll be the death of music we cried. Well, if I remember rightly, the world didn’t end did it? We, the record buying public, still managed to make multi multi millionaires out of Sting and U2 and The Police and Michael Jackson and Bruce Springsteen and Dire Straits and Prince and Madonna and Genesis and Elton John and Enya and then later, Britney Spears and Take That and The Spice Girls and Christina Aguilera and Eminem and Robbie Williams and Dido and and… do you need me to go on?

If the small acts are struggling, it’s because they’re small. You can’t have the big without the small. That’s life. Sounds really harsh I know, but not everyone can start a band and expect to end up being Bono. Maybe your Chi was out of alignment on the day you started your band. We can't all be rock stars. Shit happens. Deal with it.

If I may be so bold, perhaps sales of prog rock are down because, with a few notable exceptions, these days it’s mostly self referential, smug, cliché ridden arse gravy. Milliontown only sold about 9,000 copies I think, but you don’t hear me complaining about it. Frankly, I’m not surprised it sold that badly, it’s got a 26 minute long song about zombies on it for fuck’s sake. Who are we kidding here?? Prog’s time was the 70’s, just as psychadelia was a product of the 60’s. It’s simply not relevant anymore. You don’t hear “In The Mood” on XFM do you? Or The 5th Dimension? We don’t hear them on contemporary radio anymore than we should expect to hear “Supper’s Ready” on the Chris Moyles show tomorrow morning.

We are a novelty sideshow. Up there with people who do classic battle re-enactments on Sundays or who think they’re actually living in The Matrix. And those of us who can accept that with a wry smile and still enjoy the ride are all the better for it. We know who we are and are confident enough to be happy with that. But those of us who take it too seriously and think such a tiny corner of the universe actually has the capaicty to afford us some kind of living are going to lose. It's a case of evolve or die ufortunately. A good case in point would be Marillion. I totally admire what they've done to combat adversity and it's great to see a band like that bend the rules to their own advantage. If only other bands would take some time to be inspired by that rather than bitter about the unfairness of it all, they might see a similar reversal of fortune occur slightly nearer to home.

Musicians making records are no different from chefs making food. If you’re still serving up the same food you were making in 1975, no wonder your restaurant is in the shit compared to the nearby Gordon Ramsay establishment... Yes, piracy is bad and it is having a big effect on sales, but prog's hardly doing itself any favours with all this mellotron and widdly widdly shit is it? I mean we're hardly selling ourselves as a vibrant, must-have music genre worth fighting for are we? A few well-meant MySpace domains isn’t going to make it go away. The people that download aren’t doing it maliciously, they’re simply taking the path of least resistance to obtain the things they want. That’s been the way of things since we started walking on two legs and probably even before that actually.

Frost is my hobby. My Grand Designs project. My Harley Davidson during my mid life crisis. It’s a thing to be enjoyed for what it is. If every single person downloads the new album, to be honest, I won’t really care. I will still probably make another one. I’m not doing this to make a living. I already have 2 other livings and that’s my point. I’ve had to evolve both as a musician and as a businessman. I stopped doing music entirely in my early 20’s to go and work in radio because I could clearly see that my stars were not in alignment to be a global superstar. Therefore I stopped pissing about with it and got on with something that could sustain me financially and be creatively fulfilling at the same time. I have no sympathy for those that “hung in there” and failed because you make your own luck when things get shitty. It was largely fluke that I got into songwriting in my 30’s and even now, I fully expect it to stop tomorrow. I’d be an arsehole if I didn’t. That’s why my main line of work is actually writing music for TV and Radio. You’ve gotta have a Plan B.

For all I know, Inside Out could ring me tomorrow having read this and drop me on the spot for being an opinionated twat. So be it. That’s their prerogative. I hope that’s not the case obviously, but again, I have a plan B…

The music industry is a cold, hard, financially motivated place to spend your time. And this isn’t a new thing, this has been the way of things since popular music came into being. Please don’t kid yourselves that this is a bunch of caring, sharing businessmen who want to see you express yourself as an artist. Elvis took 50% of the writer’s share when he covered their songs. That was the deal. A well know female pop star even now buys you off of the songs you write with her so that it’s credited entirely to her on the sleeve notes. TV companies take half your publishing when you write music for them. With no negotiation. You have to give half your money away just to be involved. There’s no point rolling your eyeballs and tutting because if you can’t hack it, I and many others like me will happily take your place in the queue. That’s the reality of it. Evolve or die.

The high street in my village is dying on it’s arse at the moment and everyone is up in arms about it, but again, I find it hard to be sympathetic. How can the village bookshop compete with Amazon? It can’t so why pretend that it can. The village ironmonger (outgoing) has even gone to the papers about his plight, but everytime you go in there and ask for something, he tuts and says he has to order it in. In the case of the axe I bought from him that was 2 fucking weeks! I could have driven to B and Q and sorted it out in 15 minutes, but I hung in there as a show of support. Fat lot of difference that made.

When Wife went in for a replacement part for the strimmer, he denied the part she was after even existed and gave her proper 1940's style sexist rhetoric about knowing what you're talking about before you go in asking for things.

Sorry, but that’s not how people do business in the 21st century. I don’t want that shit in my village, I want a great delicatessen, a wine merchant, a dry cleaners, a branch of my bank, a fishmonger, a butcher and a shop where I can buy baked beans and bog roll at 11pm. I won’t miss the 4 estate agents, the rubbish Ironmonger, the electricians that’s only open 3 days a week and the 2 hairdressers frankly. See ya.

The greengrocer, however, is branching out into deli stuff and locally made and grown food. Really good Sussex made products. You can buy stuff in there that you can't get in Sainsbury's and they're doing really well. And that's my point, there ARE ways to make a living as an artisan in these ghastly times, you just have to be prepared to be a bit more lateral with your definition of what it is that you do. Again, I present them Marillion boys as testament to that. And UB40 for that matter. And Enter Shikari (initally).

And so if piracy does eventually kill all music, and we lose prog as it stands now, nobody will mourn us, they’ll just move onto Playstation games or whatever else costs “too much”. Then we’ll just start again.

And by the way, I buy ALL my downloaded music, my CD’s, my sample CD’s, my music software and all my plug-ins. I have the reciepts, the free updates and online support to prove it. I believe it’s good Karma. And it's all tax deductible.

But I suspect I’m in the minority of the musicians reading this who do.

So who’s the fool? Me or you?

QED.

27 May 2007

This Really Won't Do

This really won't do.

Things have slowed down quite badly these last couple of weeks. I'm still waiting for the drums from Andy for Here Is The News. I can't really go any further until they arrive. Once they do though, it won't take long to finish, the arrangement's all mapped out in my head.

I was just checking back through the blog so far and was quite apalled to find that I started work on Song 1 on May 4th, some 23 days ago.

And I still haven't got any further with it bar adding some rain and thunder.

This really won't do.

Partly, I think I was in denial that I'm going to have to do most of it myself. Dunno why though, coz that's exactly how the last album came into being. And truth be told, I think I prefer it that way at this point. The others add their magic much later on when it matters. All I'm doing at the moment is digging foundations and buiding some rough breezeblock walls. The crack team of plasterers come in later...

So yes, I've got to pull my finger out really. I don't really know what I was expecting...that the album would write and record itself perhaps?

This really won't do.

25 May 2007

Wonderwall

Sorry for the slience these last couple of days. I've been in Oasys-land.

The Oasys showed up yesterday at about midday. A good few days early which caught me by surprise.

Here it is freshly delivered -



I have to say, my first emotion was fear. I've never been frightened of my synthesizers before, but I did leave it there for about 10 minutes while I got my head together.

So I took it down to The Cube and unpacked it, this is the manual -



It's over 1,000 pages long. Now perhaps you start to see why I was frightened of it intially. The manual's actually slightly thicker than our local Yellow Pages.

And here it is in it's new resting place -



It really is an amazing piece of thing. All I need to do now is work out what the hell all these buttons do...

23 May 2007

Trouble

As I suspected. The trouble with the Oasys has begun. The shop gave it to UPS yesterday to deliver to me. UPS picked it up, took it to the depot, took one look at it and said "Uh-uh, that's waaay too big".

So they took it back to the shop.

The shop then gave it to another courier company that I've never heard of and said that it'll be here by Monday.

Monday!! How are they planning on getting it here then? By Ant Chariot?

Grrrr...

It's slow going with Frost* at the moment. I had no power here all day yesterday while the local electricity company buggered about with the local substation. And all the time I have a work diary as full as a anything I've ever seen.

Good in one way, because my bank balance is in rude health. Not so great though for my hobby.

Trouble is, it's not like I'm coming home from a job I hate and finding sweet relief in the form of my musical dreams. I'm all day in here as it is making music for cash. it's bloody hard work, but I do enjoy it. At the end of that, the last thing I want to do is stay in here and make more music. All I want to do is go back up to the house, have a beer and hang out with my family.

So I try and fit it in during work hours, a spare hour here, a couple there. Thing is, we're so busy as a company that I don't have time to scratch my arse some days, let alone think about making an epic prog rock album.


Frustrating times...


----------------------------------------------------

Later that day...


Ah! I just got off the phone with TBE and, holy shit, what a change a phone call can make. He's just played me what he's done for Here Is The News and it's utterly brilliant.

He was on his 4th or 5th take and was starting to drop himself in to correct mistakes and then he thought. "No, hold on, I'm starting to overthink here. I'm losing what it was that got me excited in the first place". So he faded all his takes up and found he had the most almighty groove going on. So he decided that that was the take. It was the sound of Andy actually enjoying himself playing a piece of music.

That's when he rang me. He played it down the phone and I just flipped. it's awesome.

We had a long chat after that and both agreed that a lot of the trouble with modern prog is that it's all far too thought out. Too safe. These bands write their songs just so, they arrange them just so and then they go into the studio and record them just so. Thereby taking all the risk and excitement out of the recording process. You're hearing the result of months of work and over anaysis. Hence the finished product, beautifully recorded and produced it may be, is utterly lifeless. That's why so many fans say, "Ooh, you're much better live". It's that immediacy that gets lost too often. I think a lot of the highlights on "Milliontown" are the bits that John Mitchell did. Especially things like the solos in Black Light Machine. These moments really were John making it up as he went along and I really think you can hear that. He'd happen upon little bits that he liked and you could hear him playing about with them. It's what makes it so exciting for me to listen to. He was just playing instinctively.

If you listen to The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway for example, they actually had sections like "The Waiting Room" where what made it onto the the album WAS the raw recording of the band just jamming in a house in Wales. It would have been impossible to re-create the same vibe in a more ordered environment. And the atmosphere is all the better for knowing that you're listening to an instinctive, definitive performance. In a way, you're in the room with them and it's absolutely enthralling for that reason.

Now, if you ask the average prog fan what pops into his head if you say Genesis, you can bet he won't picture them as a band that put live jam sessions on their records.

But that's why they were so cool and why a lot of modern prog bands are, unfortunately, just pale, limp imitations of the pioneers. Stuck in a time warp of self reference. Afraid to be what the original prog bands actually were - Experimental.

Andy's point was that nobody takes risks anymore. Everyone lives in fear of a bad review or poor sales. The originals just followed their hearts, took the rough with the smooth and made it up as they went along. That was all they could do and their music was all the better for it in my opinion.

It's just made me even more determined not to compromise. What are we doing on Earth as musicians if we don't express ourselves totally in some way? Frost is my vehicle to do exactly that. We've got to push the boundaries. Otherwise we'll disappear up our own Mellotrons.

Holy Shit, I'm totally excited again.

21 May 2007

How To Live


Call me Mr Forward Planning, but I’m trying to work out my new live keyboard rig. Obviously this is madness as we’re not going to be setting foot on any stage anytime in the near future, but I do wonder about these things.

They help me get to sleep at night. Some people count sheep, I design dream keyboard rigs in my mind.

At no point do I plan to take the Oasys out into the live environment. No sir. Not anymore than I would buy a McLaren SLR and park it with the engine running in the bus lane on Oxford Street with a sign on it saying “The keys are in the ignition if you fancy a spin, no hurry to bring it back”.

I know of a keyboard player who takes his laptop out to gigs and swears by it (not at it). However, ever since I did a gig at the Half Moon in Putney using my Atari to sequence the bass and drums for the entire set, I’ve been utterly terrified of mixing computers with places that sell beer.

As it happens the gig went just fine, but it was the fear I felt when I suddenly realised what a stupid idea it was to take a jumped up Nintendo out on stage with me and expect it to deliver 45 minutes of power pop in the Mister Mister stylee without a hitch in a smoky room with properly sticky carpets that happened to have a 2,000 watt PA and a lighting rig hanging off the same plug socket as my fragile calculator.

I have never been so frightened before or since. To combat my fears, I had 6 pints before we went on. Needless to say, I wasn't at my best come showtime...

Anyway, up till now Frost-wise, I used my beloved Roland Fantom X7 to deliver the goods. I’d stacked it full of sample RAM and was basically triggering samples for the whole set. I really liked the idea of having just the one keyboard to make such a lot of noise. It was a complete success too, but it took about 6 weeks to programme. And then I accidentally deleted all the program data last week so all that work was lost forever.

It was partly what made me decide to jump ship to the Oasys. I couldn’t face having to do all that programming again just to get back to square 1 in readiness for the next time we go out.

I guess I’ll have to keep on thinking. At least I'll have no trouble getting to sleep again tonight...

Edward Woodward


I've written a poem about Edward Woodward. It's better if you say it out loud.

It goes like this -

Edward Woodward
Edward Woodward
If I would, would Woodward?
Would Edward Woodward?
Yes! Edward Woodward would.

ithankyou

20 May 2007

Sunday

I was going to do some work today, but instead, I built the hammock that's been sat in the garage for the last week, climbed into it and promptly fell alseep. I now have a sunburnt head.

Actually, that was partly acquired yesterday in the garden of the village pub. Dec came down to Cube Towers and we spent the afternoon hanging out and generally avoiding the FA cup. I think it's called the FA cup because F.A. is precisely how much interest I have in it.

I was very pleased to discover that Dec's not into football either. So that makes me, JM, Dec and I think Andy. Hurrah.

Anyway, we had a great time and apart from anything to do with music, I think we're going to be good mates regardless. We like lots of the same things and share a lot of the same opinions. I'm very lucky to have him onboard.

Tomorrow, I'll crack back on with Song 1. I'm keen to get things going now I know that another piece of the Frost jigsaw has fallen so wonderfully into place.

Thank you Dec.

18 May 2007

Man Drink Wine Plenty Head Go Much Ouch.


I have a hangover.

I was up in town shaking hands with people, then I ended up back at a mate's house in Tunbridge Wells, we drank beer, argued about not very much and I sloped off home in a cab at about 2am. Usual stuff.

I'm going to finish singing Here Is The News later. Andy's doing the drums this weekend at Chez TBE. He was going to do them last weekend, but something came up.

The verses need more guitar, it's not sounding right yet. I hope the addition of real drums will make it gel a bit more. I also need to gather some spurious radio chatter to mix in on the second section in G.

I haven't done any more to Song 1 apart from put the guitar through a Waves PS22 - a plug in that makes pseudo stero out of a mono source. I've then automated the sweep on it so that it sounds out of phase, but isn't. The idea being that when you listen to it on headphone, it'll do your head in.

Lively chat on the Frost forum this morning - hangover cures, biscuits and old albums we've not heard in years. They're a cool bunch the Frosties. They make me laugh.

17 May 2007

X7 Adieu


2 days later and it's still raining...

Well, my beloved Fantom X7 has gone. The best synth I've ever owned. Sold to a very nice gentleman called Rick. One of the friends of the band. He did one of the excellent remixes of The Other Me and even wrote me a bit of software once that got me out of a tight spot.

An all round good egg.

Work on Frost progresses, albeit slowly. I was working out some more of the arrangement to Song 1 in my head in my bed this morning. I'm trying to work out where the loud bit will go. Do I hold off for a while before going loud or do I get going sooner? Too long a wait and the quiet bit might get a bit boring, to early and the noisy bit might get boring.

It's a delicate balancing act you know.

I added some vocoder bv's to Here Is The News and I need to finish singing it as well. I've just the last verse and outro to go. I had an idea to end it with the BBC pips. Don't worry it'll sound better than it reads...

T minus 13 days until the Oasys arrives. I hope I'm wrong, but I have a feeling that there'll be trouble with this whole purchase. Coming as it is from Paris, I dread to think what state it'll be in when it gets here. That's a long way to come by courier and couriers are notorious droppers of gear. The shop website says if there's even a breath of damage to the box, I should refuse to accept it.

Like I say, I hope I'm wrong, but I reckon there's some mathmatical equation regarding how much you want something and how much you have to suffer to get it. It's like childbirth, you'd think after 5 million years of evolution, the human body would have sorted out the painful bit by now.

Ooh, there's a little bit of blue sky. And it's stopped raining. And...and could that be a glimmer of sunshine I see lighting up the trees over yonder?

Maybe I'm wrong after all...

15 May 2007

Rain Starts Play



It's been chucking it down for days. The balmy April weather has been replaced with Autumn. Not that I mind too much coz I love Autumn.

Anyway, I was working on Song 1 this afternoon. The intro of. I added a little piano melody over the guitar piece that I recorded last week. I write stuff like this by looping the section over and over while improvising. The sound of the rain on the roof mixed in with the repetition of the track loop was really calming. And as I was looking out of the window at the rain that was pouring out of the slate grey sky I had a flash of inspiration. So I chucked a couple of microphones outside and recorded a few minutes of it. I then mixed that into the intro of the track along with some foley I've got of a soft thunderstorm and, Spong!, instant atmosphere. It sounds brilliant.

So in a way, I'm imortalising a little of today's weather for all time and in return, the weather's made the intro to song 1 sound fantastic.

And just for a while, all was well with the world.

14 May 2007

Wikipedia - An Urgent Appeal


Cubies,

Something dreadful has happened. Somebody has assigned a "dull-bot" to constantly re-address all the creative vandalism I've been doing to my Wikipedia entry over the last few months. I was even banned tonight from editing my own entry due to "Vandalism" and then bollocked by some litle e-bloke (for it is always a man, probably in his mid to late 30's in a bedroom with nothing better to do) for daring to edit my own history in a suitably insouciant manner.

This obviously goes against all known rules of Cube as any kind of seriousness in matters to do with myself and Frost are to be frowned upon greatly. I am merely a fat bloke from the South of England and Frost is merely a bunch of middle aged blokes playing some cool fiddly music. Nothing more. I and it have no powers to change the world and we should be treated accordingly. We don't really merit an essay on Wikipedia do we? Take my word for it, you will be wasting precious seconds of your life reading something that is ultimately meaningless. You should be out there hugging somebody you love. It will be time much better spent believe me.

But for those who missed it the first time around, here's the best bits. Free from meddling little blokes in bedrooms. Make sure you hug somebody while you read it so as not waste any time...

ithankyou



Jeremy "Jem" Godfrey, was a British music producer and songwriter.

''Jeremy "Jem" Godfrey "Godfrey" was responsible, with Bill Padley at Wise Buddah music, for many UK number one hits including Atomic Kitten's "Whole Again", which earned the pair two Ivor Novello Award nominations, and the production and remixing of the international hit version of "Kiss Kiss" by Holly Valance.

Jeremy "Jem" Godfrey John "Dave" "Godfrey" won a Novello on 25 May 2006 for the best selling single of 2005, "That's My Goal", for The X-Factor's Shayne Ward[1].

Jeremy "Jem" Godfrey John "Dave" Steve "Godfrey" was also the keyboardist, and half the writing team, with the neo-progressive band Freefall in the mid to late 1980s, and with them played in support of several leading lights of the time.[2][3]

In 2004 Jeremy "Jem" Godfrey John "Dave" Steve "Thundermoose" "Godfrey" returned to this genre to write and perform with his new band Frost*. After releasing the album Milliontown in America on July 18th 2006 and Britain and Europe on July 24th, the band appeared live for 4 dates in Europe supporting Pallas. Jeremy "Jem" Godfrey "Pumper" John "Dave" Steve "Thundermoose" "Godfrey" "Godfrey" was working on new Frost* material until his sudden and untimely death from being hit by a falling piano whilst buying pigs.

Jem is also the inventor of electricity


Jeremy "Jem" Godfrey, is a British music producer and songwriter.
Godfrey was responsible, with Bill Padley at Wise Buddah music, for many UK number one hits including Atomic Kitten's "Whole Again", which earned the pair two Ivor Novello Award nominations, and the production and remixing of the international hit version of "Kiss Kiss" by Holly Valance.
He won a painting competition on 25 May 2006 for his now famous watercolour, "That's My Badger", for The X-Factor's Shayne Ward[1].
Godfrey was also the keyboardist, and half the writing team, with the neo-progressive band Freefall in the mid to late 1980s, and with them played in support of several leading lights of the time.[2][3]
In 2004 Godfrey returned to this genre to write and perform with his new band Frost*. After releasing the album ThunderMoose in America on July 18th 2006 and Britain and Europe on July 24th and Australia on Aug 9th and Iceland on May 9th and Japan on June 15th and Antarctica on January 4th and The People's Republic Of Ngnu-Braa-Phattuus on Juvember the 90th and The United Federation Of Blampus Scra on ∞786 and the Confederated Bingo of K'Nunkoo L'n'aa'rp on the first moon of Beediulus, the band appeared live for 4 dates in Europe supporting Pallas. Godfrey is currently working on splicing fish DNA with wood to create the world's first FishTable.

Wince

Oooh.

i just ordered the Oasys. I got it from a shop in Paris for a grand less than it's advertised in the UK. On the e-reciept is says -

"Our customer service will contact you quickly to let you know the delay of delivery'

I do hope that's not a bad sign.

13 May 2007

Acquiesce

You find me in a quandry. After 2 years of scoffing at it, currently I'm having a very hard time not buying one of these -



A Korg Oasys.

The Oasys is much beloved of that keyboard playing endorsement lush that is Nosferatu -



Sorry, Jordan Rudess -



You think I'm kidding, check this out. Look at his eyes when he says, "I see them as important, here we go...'



Tell me that's not an "I'm-about-to-go-for-your-throat" face...

Anyway, sorry, the Oasys. Now the sensible Godfrey in me is saying "Don't be a clutz, you've got most of this stuff in software form anyway, it's too big, there's nothing wrong with your Fantom X7 and it costs 5 grand"

But then impulsive Godfrey pipes up and says, "Ah yes, but you are a professional musician in the prime of his life, this keyboard is the Aston Martin of keyboards. So what if you don't really need it? This is like having a Fairlight in the 80's. The height of cool. And we both know how much you longed to have one of those. You're only here once and you're a long time dead. Buy it! AND it's tax deductible"

Oh God...

10 May 2007

Here Is The News


I bought the Arturia Jupiter 8V this morning. It should be here tomozza. I can't wait to play with it. I never got to play with the real thing when it was out as I was too young and far too poor to even be in the same room as one when they were hot property. So I shall find out what all the fuss was about over the next few days.

And so back to my accidental ELO tribute project. Well, the music's finished, all I need to do now is record the vocal which shouldn't take more than an hour. I need to learn this lesson about immediacy generally. I have a tendency to over analyse with Frost, everything on Milliontown was the result of about 10 takes and then loads of compiling. Frost 2 will be a much more "live" affair. More for my own sanity than anything else.

But first things first, Andy's going to do the drums for the E.L.O. track this weekend. We've agreed to waive a fee in exchange for musical services. I'm gonna do some keyboard solos for a project he's working on later in the year. Suits me fine, any excuse to play really.

I reckon it'll be done by early next week. All I've got to do then is work out why I did it.

Actually, I know why. I wanted to start this round of recording with something other than a Frost track. The first thing you record for a project is always a bit hit or miss, better to take that risk with a non essential track.

But as it happens, it's turned out very well.


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Later that day....

Well, it's 9.30pm, it's pouring with rain outside. I spent a very happy couple of hours this evening doing the vocals. I've just got the last verse to go. I must remember to film the last bit.

It was such fun though, sooo much of my working life is accounted for and scripted out minute by minute that there's not much room to just play about. Every day has some kind of deadline to adhere to and I would be lying if I said I didn't find it stifling and counterproductive sometimes. Sometimes I feel like I'm a businessman first and a musician second.

I guess it's the nature of the beast, but what I'd give for a couple of weeks with no distractions and my Cube to play with.

09 May 2007

Mrs Lynne The Fruit Of Your Labour...


As I was driving back from Lord Darlington's converted mill on Saturday, I perchanced upon the complete works of Jeff Lynne's Electric Light Orchestra perched upon my iPod shuffle.

As I listened, the track "Here Is The News" from their album "Time" came on which I love.

So I decided to do a cover version of it. Currently, I'm about halfway though and I absolutely love it. I hope I've done it justice.

I think I have.

Andy will be adding the drums in the next couple of days and emailing them down to me. It's a good way of testing this method of recording as we'll be doing it pretty much exclusively when we record the drums for the new album.

It's been ages since I made some music that served no purpose. I never have time these days. It feels like I'm doing something shady.

Cool!

08 May 2007

Prophetic Moment



Well, I finally got me a Prophet 5. On loan from Sir Paddy Of Darlington, friend of keyboard players everywhere. And what a beauty it is. She's a Rev 3 (serial 1434) for those who care about these things. With a Kenton Retrofit. A Lovely thing.

Sadly, were I to plug it in at this time and touch a metal bit, it would kill me to death. I know this coz it shorted out The Cube this morning when I tried to do just that. The RCD switch on the fusebox saving me with milliseconds to spare.

Hmmm, I feel a trip to the Synth Service Centre coming on...

07 May 2007

ZZZZZ...


2 lines popped into my head as I woke up this morning.

Just 2 lines -

You won't care if I don't mind
Modern life's the mocking kind

Cue frantic running down to The Cube to write 'em down...

This tends to be how lyrics are written on my planet, they kinda creep up on me. And when I am blessed by a visit. It's my duty to make sure they get remembered.

Normally, I get things like this at about 3.30am and I spent half an hour lying in bed debating whether to get up or not. Then I fall asleep and forget all about it. I think I've lost a couple of album's worth of stuff this way.

But at least I slept well.

05 May 2007

Swedish Cube

This week has all been about moving. Talk about events getting a mind of their own and then hiring a Ferrari so they can loof off into the distance with your ideas in tow...It's been bizzare.

First off, I got my new car - an ikkle Mini Cooper on Tuesday. It's Top Of The Pops. Trouble is, Wife and TBG have both fallen deeply in love with it. "Sir", which is what I call my BMW, has never really captured the hearts of the family even though it's like driving a diamond effigy of Pierce Brosnan in full Bond regalia perched atop a mighty tawny owl with a couple of warp engines stapled to it. Personally I love it, but when we went to pick up the Mini, I could see Wife trying to hide a positively teenage titter of delight when she clapped eyes on it parked outside the dealership.

And The Boy Godfrey! Yesterday, I picked up TBG from his nursery and drove him home in the Mini. When we parked up, he actually clapped his hands together and yelled "AGAIN, AGAIN!"

That's never, ever happened before. The Mini's turned him into a demented motoring Tellytubby. When he's in "Sir", he just looks at the sheep flashing past half heartedly and throws raisins at me with disdain...

I spent a day and a half in bed with a stomach bug this week courtesy of my dear son and every time I weakly peered out of the bedroom window onto the drive below in between bouts of fevered sleep, I could see that the Mini was always parked slightly differently.

I can hear them now,

Wife - "Shhh, Daddy's really ill. Tell you what, let's help him sleep by leaving him to it, getting in the Mini and going out for a drive shall we?"

TBG - "Again, Again!"

Somehow I get the feeling that "my" car has already been sold and re-bought by some other Godfreys.

In other news, I started recording the new Frost album on Friday. First up was the intro to Song 1. Song 1 is called Song 1 because it has no proper name yet and it's the opening track on the new album. I haven't really finished writing it to be honest. But I'm not going to let something as piffling as that get in the way. What 's a few chords between friends? Frost, believe it or not, is largely about improvisation so this way of working rather suits it. This way, all the exciting moments are captured as they happen. The track "Milliontown" couldn't have come about any other way. It was weaved rather than written. Like a chuffing great sweater made out of Zombies. I really am making up as I go along.

The Frosty-verse also enjoyed a seismic shift this week when we all abandoned the old website and decamped to a new forum. The Milliontown era Frost site will be left to die (which it's scheduled to do on the 23rd of this month) while we've colonised a new planet and, my God, has the place come back to life. It's been absolutely brilliant. It's buzzing. I feel so invigorated and honoured that so many people actually took the time to re-join. If ever there was an example of people power making something happen, it's that. I'm totally blown away. I'm absolutely on fire now at the thought of the new album. More on that later...

We might be moving house too. I won't bore you with why, but suffice to say, we've been trawling PrimeLocation (where we found Cube Towers in the first place funnily enough) and looking at options for the future. One thing that's been a talking point has been what happens to The Cube. Obviously, The Cube being what it is i.e. 25 foot square, 75 feet below street level and weighing about 2 tonnes, it can't come with us when we leave so I'll need a New Cube.

Which is why I'm currently trying to find something I found in a magazine about 3 years ago about a type of Swedish Flat Packed Mobile Home/Caravan Type thing. It sounds laughable I know, but being Swedish, these things were a total marvel of design and ergonomics. They were basically comprised of a 4 zones - a living area, a bedroom area, a kitchen and a loo. Now for a new Cube, that would equate to a great live room, a good sized control room, a kitchen area and a loo.

HOW COOL WOULD THAT BE!!??!??!

A Totally self contained Swedish Cube! I'm actually drooling at the thought of it.

The current Cube is just one square room, I love it utterly of course and we've made lots fabulous music together, but...Swedish Cube!! It'd be like musical Disneyland for me.

Except without the sweaty 6 foot actor in a mouse costume making my children cry obviously...

04 May 2007

Off WE Go!

Yessir!

At 3.32 this afternoon, I recorded the opening guitar part to the opening song on the new album. I filmed it and everyfink.

We're off!

Simulcasty-thing

clears throat...

(Imagine the sound of my voice through a megaphone with loads of echo) - those of you who think that's pretty much what my voice was like on the the last Frost* album, see me after class.

Ladies and Gentlecubes,

I speak to you this day from 4 places. The old Frost* forum, The View From The Cube, The Frost* MySpace site and..The Other Place.

That place that we don't talk about just yet.

Well, the end of the world has arrived. It's been fun, we've shared laughter, tears and even a few beers. We made an album, did some gigs, made some excellent friends, I had a few arguments, pissed off some Americans and saw Andy Edwards' penis, but I (and we) are still here.

Just.

But now we must leave our home at frost-music.com and fark off to pastures new. £235 inc VAT per annum for the server space is too much frankly. That could buy me a whole new synth plug-in. Or 434.75 packets of those lovely Marshmallow things covered in chocolate. I've forgotten what they're called.

Or 54.6511627907 boxes of Sushi from Pret A Manger.

So, to that end we've got ourselves a new home at http://frost.informe.com/

I know it means joining up again and I'm sorry about that, but it'll clear out the sexbots and the slimming pill spam, plus it'll get rid of a lot of the people who don't come here anymore to chat. That'll teach 'em.

So. There y'are y'all. I hope to see you on the other side.

That number again, http://frost.informe.com

Jem xx

03 May 2007

Kwok's Kweaze

Ugh.

I spent all of yesterday in bed recovering from a sleepless night of stomach cramps and nausea. Another little gift from my son's nursery. It's amazing that all of civilisation hasn't been decimated by the infectious things our children bring home from a few hours contact with other small children in an enclosed environment.

I can always tell when I'm going to get ill because it's always during a major golf or snooker tournament. Consequently I watched 2 men pot lots of coloured balls into little pockets all day yesterday while I shivered and sweated with glum realisation.

So, my plan to get recording underway this week has been setback somewhat. But I sill plan to get at least a little bit of it done. I shall film the historic moment to prove it.

Dec got back from RoSFest with tales of laughter, alcohol, standing ovations and bitchiness. I think he had a great time.

I've not heard from John Mitchell for ages nor Andy nor JJ. JM I'm not so worried about, we just pick up where we left off. Andy's in a bit of domestic upheaval at the moment, plus he's given up drinking and he's going to the gym all the time. I suspect we won't hear from him until he's beautiful.

JJ's probably waiting for me to get in touch with him to be honest. The initial Frost experience had us fall out a couple of times so we're a little more tentative around each other these days. But that's cool.

Oh, AND! I'm picking up the Prophet 5 this weekend! I can't wait. That's a proper showbiz synth. I can't wait to start experimenting with it. Paddy (who's lending it to me) is a top bloke and his generous offer will be rewarded in heaven as well as in the next pub he and I happen to find ourselves in.

I've also been working out the arrangement of Song 1 in my head. It helped me get to sleep a few times yesterday.

I hope that's not a bad sign...

01 May 2007

Tomozza

Ouch.

Wine and Win

I've got a gobstopping hangover this morning. I was at the Sony Radio Awards last night. The company with which I do a lot of work with and indeed part own won a Gold, a couple of Silvers and a Bronze. Chris Evans won a couple of Golds too. I know a lot of people find it all too easy to go Evans-Bashing, but I think he's a deserving winner of his Sonys. It's a great show he's got on Radio 2.

But I would say that, I did his jingles.

Nobody wanted to talk about the PS3 debacle. I got a couple of very stern looks for raising the issue.

All said and done though, it was a top night out. I ended up on the last train home, drinking Budweiser from a can and listening to Jeff Lynne's Electric Light Orchestra on my iPod shuffle. I poured myself into a cab, slurred my way through a conversation with the cab driver that I have no memory of, got home, left my trousers on the drive and threw my Donna Karan shirt in the bin.

I only discovered those last 2 bits this morning. I wonder what I was thinking...

Michael Buble


Michael Buble has a smashing name, it's pronouced "Boob-lay". I've written a poem about Michael Buble.

Here it is -

Michael Buble, you're my friend
You come round here and drink my beer
Michael Buble, you're my friend
Lovely lovely Buble.

Ithankyou.

Stupid Purchase Of The Year - 2001



The Peugeot 206. 1.9 Diesel LX.

Bloody thing.

It cost me £6000 when I bought it. I've just totted up the total cost in repair bills in the last 6 years - £6300. I would like to part exchange it tomorrow when I pick up my Mini Cooper, but the bloody thing won't start any more. I have to kick start it with a can of ether now every time I want to move it. The final ignominy is that I'll have to pay somebody to take it away.

Bloody thing.