My way.
By the way
what is my way?
Fingerprints.
Retina.
Unique genetic hand-me-downs.
But
there’s more to me.
My way
– what’s that?
What do you say’s my way?
That belongs to no one else.
I’m a husband, a father, and a musician. I’ve been using the name “sm2n” since March 18th 2011.
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Someone asked me recently
whether I make all my music on a computer. It made me wonder, is there perhaps a common perception that all modern music these days is made using a computer, especially electronic music? What about the music I’ve created recently, which pieces fall into the category of computer-made music, and which ones don’t?
Of course pretty much all recorded music these days goes through a computer to some extent. Even the most acoustic-sounding record goes through several layers of computer processing, as sonic effects are applied to make things sound as good as possible on a variety of playback mechanisms (this process is called mastering).
However, the amount of computerisation in the music-making process prior to mastering varies wildly. Some music is created purely within the computer from start to finish, with musical notes drawn onto the musical stave with the click of the mouse, with every nuance of human ‘expression’ carefully faked via a touch of the scroll wheel or co-ordinates plotted scientifically on an automation curve.
But a lot of music, even electronic music, is created outside of the computer and is only digitised at the last possible point in the creative chain.
In recent years
there’s been a resurgence in the use of hardware synthesisers, as devices such as the Korg Monotron have brought low-cost hardware synthesisers to a much wider audience of musicians.
When you use a hardware synthesiser for performance, you have a much more physical connection to the sounds you are creating, with the tiniest flex of a tendon causing a discernible difference to the sound created – like you do with an acoustic instrument, but more intense.
Something similar has occurred in the world of iPads and other mobile devices; new and imaginative instruments and interfaces have been innovated on these platforms, taking advantage of the blank canvas that is the multi-touch interface.
This is a world of music
I have been exploring and enjoying, especially for live performance.
For the first Jamfolder gig, in July 2012, we didn’t want to bring our computer equipment along, and we wanted to perform the music, so I used my iPad to sequence, synthesise and manipulate sounds, while my bandmate played and looped his guitar. Here is one of the songs from that gig:
For my solo musical efforts, the rest of 2012 was about music made on the computer: 11.17am, 11.17pm, Repetition, Missing, Brontosaurus, Octaverosis, and In Octaver.
2013 was a year of musical experimentation for me, with the acquisition of the Korg Monotron Delay, the Korg Monotribe and the Stylophone inspiring me to experiment with hardware synthesis and performance. After a couple of false starts (1, 2), I created two proper tracks in this manner, which ended up on the EP ‘Analogue EP‘ by German band Stahlbürste Darling:
Of course, to every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, so Stahlbürste Darling’s other new tracks were computer-based, including the lead track ‘Da ist eine Spinne im Haus‘.
Towards the end of 2013 I started acquiring more sophisticated synth hardware from the Korg Volca range, further fuelling my experimentation with hardware-performed music. Again there were a a couple of false starts (1, 2) before this video from April 2014:
Meanwhile, Stahlbürste Darling continued to make computer-based music, and as Cakefolder I continued to work on hardware-based performances for my own amusement (1, 2).
My most ambitious solo project yet, was to participate in the RPM Challenge, creating a whole album within the month of February 2015. Naturally I used the Korg Volcas extensively on the album, which is called ‘Exceptions‘, and indeed two of the songs were recorded ‘live’ on my hardware synths:
Following the completion of the album, my experimentation has continued, one recent example being ‘Dodecahadron’ which was made with the four Korg Volcas, performed and recorded in one take, and captured on video using my iPhone. In the performance I used sequences I had pre-recorded with three of the Volcas (Beats, Sample and Keys), but the 4th Volca (Bass) was played live. So the actual live performance consisted of triggering and tweaking my prepared sequences on three Volcas and playing live on a 4th:
So, Paul @omaniblog, who originally asked me the question, does that explain it?
If you like my music:
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Important note:
Thank you very much sm2n. It’s a honour to publish your work.
In my imagination this blog will become a place where lots of people will be welcome to display & share their work.
Even the earthworms are dancing
leaves crinkling bent smiling
heron reflecting from Glashaboy bank
– It’s my birthday
Even Tweets are landing
Periscopes popping
Facebooks refreshing
– It’s my birthday
the day to smile
love and be loved.
Diarrorhea from Asia
followed by
jetlag
and
nose
dripping
snot.
It’s my birthday
the day to smile
love and be loved.
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Note: Composed yesterday
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Getting hammered in Malaysia
pelted on by heavy water
flared by lightening
assaulted by thunder gods
– as if I’d been cosseted in the womb and sucked outside
– so unlike the Malay.
Raindrops are not under your command
we are sent to clear your air
disrupt the haze
silence your cough.
Nothing lasts.
Nothing continues
Nothing sits on top of you
unless lightening strikes your heart
and takes your breath away.
Flying to Malaysia is like
sailing to Antartica,
Trekking to Tasmania
eloping to Ethiopia
cycling to Shanghai
potholing through Rockies
ballooning beyond Bolivia
rowing to Rumania
– It’s a confidence act.
It takes imagination to dream
and courage to fly.
I didn’t put fuel in the airplane
didn’t oil the engine
nor train the pilot
nor test the emergency exit
I didn’t chart the course
didn’t make sure the co-pilot took her medication.
I simply trusted an imagination I didn’t invent.
Unknowing the Indian Ocean
the Bay of Biscay
the gulf of Hormuz
the mouth of the Brahmaputra
and why the earth isn’t a perfect sphere.
If Malaysia didn’t exist,
Rhodes would have invented it
and I might have plonked it
out of sight
so we could amuse each other with questions like
“What would you do if
you were born in Tajikistan
and fell from an angel’s wing
over Kuala Lumpar?”
or
“Is the square root of the latitude of the Federation of Malaysia equal to the sum of the other two sides involved in the revolution?”
Because you’ll never find it
unless you can imagine a black-haired boy
in an emerald green rugby jersey
shouting “Ireland, Ireland”
as he snapchats his way from KL to Cork.
I failed my mother and father
– so they had more children.
I failed to like cod liver oil, tapioca, even semolina.
I failed to grab the offer my father made
– so the brothers got the business.
I failed as sociologist
– so I became a bus conductor.
I failed as a conductor
– so I moved on to be a manager.
I failed as a manager
– so I became a leader.
I failed as a leader
– so I became an owner of my own business.
I failed as a husband
– so I found another wife.
I failed as a father
– so I had another child.
I failed to live forever in England
– so I sailed back to Ireland.
I failed to stop the clock
– so I faded by the day.
I failed to be satisfied
– so I changed the world
I failed to find the answer
– so I learned be a poet
With that track record
– what chance do you think I have?
“I’m 38 years old. I live in Denmark with my wife, my 3 kids, a pig and a parrot.”
Where I went to school, you had to agree with the teacher. If you didn’t agree, you knew nothing about poetry.
Every single word had its very own meaning which only the teacher knew the answer to.
After this introduction, I never did investigate poetry any further.
Then five months ago – on a social media app called Periscope – I randomly stumbled over an Irish poet called Paul O’Mahony.
In 2 months he changed my view on poetry completely. He inspired me to try writing poetry myself.
I have no experience in writing – and I know nothing about rules or grammar.
But it gives me great pleasure to write. [You can find my poems here.]
So start writing people, no matter what level you start at, I think you will love it.
And hey…we can’t all be Walt Whitman anyway.
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Out of sight,
but always there.
I feel the beast,
lurking in shadows.
You were bred out of chaos.
You were nursed by feelings.
You were brought up by anger,
and strengthened by hate.
You rape my mind.
You abuse my body.
You blind me with darkness,
and tie me with fear.
How can I fight, what I cannot see.
How can I defeat, what’s created by me.
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Thank you very much Lars. It’s a honour to publish your work.
Important note:
In my imagination this blog will become a place where lots of people will be welcome to display & share their work.
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Dante’s Inferno Canto 1 (part 3)
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Dante’s Inferno Canto 1 (part 2)
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