studio….again

The last few days have found me in the studio recording an instumental piece, which I mentioned before, is for an audio exhibit called Audio Interference at the Cincinati Museum of Art. Now, it’s funny how things work out as this week has been as much of a learning process for me as, well, any other week, really.. What I acknowledged, no, accepted, is that when I go into the studio I cannot even hope to predict the results. I had the 19 crescent experience recently which was, effectively, writing an hour of music for performance as instumental pieces. And that is the issue. (Well, actually as I’ve accepted it, it’s no longer an issue, but you know what I mean.) I wrote 14 pieces of music for 19 crescent, but only 7 or 8 of them are what I’d call instrumentals… Some of them came out like Violet Indiana songs or at least Violet Indiana songs in their early stages before siobhan oozes her stuff over them… Some of Imperial came about during violet sessions.

I have no control over my musical output whatso-fucking-ever..

Can you imagine how serene I ought to feel with that knowledge?
And you know what, when I think about it, Sometimes I am..
Like this week, for example. I thought I’d write some long and dreamy instrumental piece for this art exhibit.. but, amazingly enough after the first day I had a future Violet Indiana song in the bag. The second day was, interesting, because on Version 2.00, the long dreamy instrumental piece that I had imagined, turned into..another future Violet Indiana song…. Now, I do have the best intentions and I have incredibly good dicipline when I’m working in the studio, but something beyond me seems to push things in certain ways that are not always the way I’d like them to go.. I get into a certain mindset and just open up and roll with it. It’s coming from within, I guess, but it has something to do with the mental freedom which I crave, a sweet spot, if you like, where I watch, with the eyes of a bystander, my own creative process..
(if I sound like a teenager on his first mushroom trip, please forgive me)
This split personality thing has happened with me, I guess, since the demise of Cocteau Twins, where perhaps my songwriting and instrumental needs were met within one project….
OK, so I’ve accepted that..
So, V3.00 is a long (8 mins) dreamy, cyclic, hypnotic, instrumental guitar thing called Waiting for Dawn… After 3 days of trying not to write a song I finally wrote the instrumenal that had been asked of me.