Showing posts with label ukulele. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ukulele. Show all posts

19 April 2015

notes on tones

A new release!

But oh! what a modest set of recordings...

The back story

The poem tones are a series of simulations of the sounds heard during breaks in williwaw's sets at the Old Hairdressers witnessed by a stalwart few on second Sunday of each and almost every month. But it's a bit more than that wholly uninviting concept. The poem tones exist at the perimeter of the williwaw endeavour: nearly automated music based on the feedback that comes from amplifying an 'ukulele.

Before there were Second Sundays at the Old Hairdressers, there were occasional evenings - a Thursday or two a year - at the Go Slow Cafe. After stringing together a few token hits, the party would keep on keepin' on with some gentle oscillations. Here's some early automatic dinner music:

And here's an example of some real potty-break music (albeit more infinite repeats than infinite resonance) recorded in living loving lo-fi from the 14th July 2014 episode :

The current story

For each poem tone, a different 'ukulele was plugged into a unique pair of patches (effect chains) feeding two amplifiers, recorded digitally in stereo on the west end of the sleeping quarters at donkeyscratch industries (i.e., my bedroom). Each poem tone reflects the resonance of the 'ukulele - a different tone - as well as contact-mic/piezo used: three sopranos (two with different contact mics, one with under-the-saddle piezo), a concert/tenor, a resonator and a large taro-patch fiddle (tenor 8-string). Wait, says the discerning reader, that's seven, and there's eight -count 'em, eight - poem tones. Yes, discerning reader, as the discerning listener has no doubt heard a similarity in resonant tones, the same set up was used for poem tone one and poem tone two.

For each poem tone the conceit is that it was nearly automated, as idle hands are the devil's playthings, and the devil takes the form of various knob twirlings, some aurally apparent, some hopefully less so. Each wee session - on separate afternoons/early evenings/dusks - was rather quiet, as to not disturb the neighbours' dog. Edits - more conceit! - were quickly cobbled together and equalized for a touch more rumble-'n'-tumble. Despite the relatively low levels during recording - witness the loud clicks of a switches throughout - the low tones induced audible rattling (esp. poem tone eight).

the continuing saga

Have a listen if y'like, and if y'like 'em, do download 'em all (as is now the way for all conspicuous williwaw consumptions, any/all monies spent will be donated to the Scottish Mental Health Association).

14 January 2015

random sound cavalcade #53

It's the 53rd random sound cavalcade! Rejoice! An odd word, rejoice...

And this sound is a fresh one, from the just past episode of the second sunday sipping sounds series (next date: 08 February 2015). But this sound is also a tried-to-tired bit of tune: the well-worn favourite a farewell to mister barnes, which previously has been built around and built up from a plagal cadence (the IV-I for all the Romans). here, it appears that our comrade has nearly forgone with that -- it only appears at the end along with traces of seemless -- and gone on and on and on with the build up. it's all whirlwind, heat and flash. the tuning is a bit off throughout, as the strings were fresh 'n' bright 'n' still stretching ever so slightly during these long journeys at sea.


if shockwave-flash inoperative : a farewell to mister barnes

17 September 2014

random sound cavalcade #51

the first and second bits of last sunday's sipping sounds, comprising most-to-all of the latest williwaw chestnuts a coronach and chin down. the former is an unrelenting unspooling of chords in memoriam, the latter a diversion from a ditty developed at the home of jen and craig abell-champion in 2013, possibly based around much older ditties: the verse of "pearly white" by bale (which was itself borrowed wholesale from k. p. w. rainey), the williwaw fave "cherryvale" and the gymnopédies no. 1 vamp.