So I've decided to try and conquer the world through the power of sexy. There are many types of music in the world and I've listened to most of them but the one that gets me the most is down tempo electronica and trip hop. Portishead did something permanent to my brain. It might have been the time and place, but I've never found anything to replace my copy of Dummy. Well, Sigur Ros () comes real close and Tidal from Fiona Apple is some damn fine work, but Dummy rules the world of sexy in my book. I spent some time looking at how the album was made and it's a damn brilliant production technique. They recorded themselves on the shittiest analog equipment they could find and then sampled it digitally to produce the album. *snatch* If musicians and producers didn't steal from each other I imagine a lot of great ideas would go to waste. Anyway.
Ian and I have been trying to get a music project together for a few years now and we're finally in the right place to start this thing rolling. We've gotten down a bit of material and how the finished product will sound has started to coalesce in my mind. A coworker who's never heard anything like it asked me to describe what we're looking for. It took me about two weeks to figure it out. Imagine Al Green produced by the RZA and Trent Reznor with A Silver Mt. Zion providing the textures. I don't believe in shooting low. I want to make a damn fine album this time.
I guess it all really started a few years back. I was at a party playing guitar (yes, I am on occasion that guy) and I realized that I in fact do not rock. There are many things the Eriq is capable of. I can groove, I can swing I can even on occasion get the fuck down, but no rocking. It took me many years and a lot of bands and attempts at bands to come to this realization. I got home and I started looking at my most played iTunes list and came up with Emmylou Harris, Mazzy Star and Miles Davis. Not a surprise now but quite shocking at the time. Well you know I grew up in the era of grunge and metal and it took me a long time to find my way out of the suburban radio rock BS that surrounds our culture like a vulture even now. Besides I think it takes a lot to step outside what you know and what's acceptable to your society and at 17 years old, I just didn't have the balls to do it. Ahh the teenage years, we'll leave those alone for now and come back when we have several days to waste. Nevertheless, suburban white kids have a choice of several prepackaged identities to choose from and that's the one I got. Neato. On with the rebellion and the rocking we go. It never quite took and I think at this point in my life I'm ready to let it go. Don't get me wrong if someone is feeling the rock, there's no BS about it (J-Diggy, here's looking at you kid) but when you wear it like a mask there's a serious problem.
So now I'm curling up in a warm sexy Aphex Twin album and I'm not coming out for a while. While I'm here I'm going to craft the sexiest things I know how and see what happens. Maybe one day the Gods of Rock will bless me with the urge to shred riffs and wear black all the time, but for now The Sex shall reign supreme. The Nicotine Persuasion begins.
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