The writings of Eriq Nelson, ranging from poetry to prose to Extremely Bad Ideas and short stories.
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Showing posts with label Media. Show all posts

11 April, 2009

Rant: Derivative Crap

Originally posted at Crappy Indie Music.

There is no doubt that other forms of music are a huge influence on anyone creating music in the 21st century. With the huge collection of recorded music available to the modern artist and the speed at which this music comes to us, it becomes difficult to distinguish a bands influences from it's creativity. So what qualifies a band as being derivative? I believe it is the extent to which they are able to synthesize these influences and progress the art form. Derivative music can be traced back to a tiny handful or perhaps just one major influence. Truly good modern music can trace it's lineage to a thousand different influences and a progressive form that pushes the boundaries of how you define what you're hearing. It is said that imitation is the greatest form of flattery. That may be so, but I don't feel compelled to listen to it.

Any decent musician has spent a huge amount of time listening to music; absorbing, reacting, analyzing and deconstructing their favorite recordings. They will have spent innumerable hours listening to their own work and the performances of others and reflecting on what they like about it. Likewise, they have an opinion about what they don't like. Taste is everything in music production. There is little doubt that what you listen to has a deep rooted influence on what you play, they are both extensions of your musical tastes and come from the same place. This is an inescapable fact of music. It doesn't mean that you can't innovate.

Derivative music is music without risk. It is the safe road, the comfortable pair of shoes. It is familiar and does not challenge the ear. Papa Roach is a perfect example of derivative music. It's actual worth as music can be debated endlessly, such things are the realm of taste but even a most ardent fan of their work must admit that there is little innovation present. Their music is a culmination of modern rock radio habits. The song structure that they employ varies by no more than 10% per song. Verse, chorus, verse, chorus, bridge, chorus, out. It is a method that has evolved significantly in the last 30 years and left this particular canker sore of pop music behind. There is nothing distinctive whatsoever about this band, they pass through my ears like every other craptacular band with a Digitech pedal rig and a few bad ideas about songwriting that radio calls "modern rock".

In another sense music that, while derived from a great number of influences, fails utterly to either properly synthesize these influences or innovate upon them is just as bad. Ne-Yo is little more than a place marker sitting on top of twenty years of dull eyed, radio friendly R&B music. It is the culmination of a generation of mediocrity in soul, artists unwilling to take a risk with their sound or truly flex their vocal abilities; choosing instead to play to the least common denominator and appease the lazy listening habits of a pre-defined market. It is a grand example of the major label music form, as bland and lifeless as a bowl of cold oatmeal. The fact is, there is a great deal of room for innovation even within the context of soul music and performers like Ne-Yo fail to even recognize it's existence. If you don't believe me, go listen to Cee-Lo.

In that light there is merit to traditional forms. Soul music is becoming a tradition slowly, and it is still very young. If you want to see the progression of a traditional form that has a longer lineage look no further than bluegrass. Abigail Washburn is a banjo player of considerable skill. This is not why she stands out. Bluegrass is chock full of extremely talented pickers and the dexterity with which they play amazes me constantly. Her talent is in the arrangement of her material, her fine sense of timing and her inclusion of Chinese folk forms in her music. There are deep parallels between Celtic root and Chinese root music but I won't bore you with the technical aspects of this. Instead, look to the beauty and uniqueness of her art. One can draw a direct line between her and her influences and still, we must stand in awe of her brilliant fusion. It is what distinguishes her from so many other bluegrass musicians and it shows a deep commitment to progressing the tradition instead of keeping it locked away in a glass box to be admired from afar.

Broken Social Scene stands in as my example of truly excellent modern music. I can dissect the influences that lead into it, I can analyze the structure and it would take me far too long. It is a finely woven mesh of music, pulling from so many areas of culture that it takes in a life of it's own. It is transcendent art, recognizing it's past while embracing the future. Broken Social Scene is becoming an influence on music moving forward, which is the mark of true innovation. You could debate the relative worth of their contribution to music but one cannot escape the fact that they have made a contribution, which is more than I can say for the vast array of trite, boring crap that occupies so much of popular culture. Even within their collected recordings and side projects there is a remarkable amount of diversity and creativity. They give me hope, they make me think that I'm not doomed to listen to the same music over and over again until I die.

High quality modern music is more than the sum of it's influences. It is a unique synthesis of other musical forms but achieves far more than acting as a single point at the end of an extensive lineage. It expresses the personalities of the musicians involved and ensures that their voices come through in the song. It challenges our preconceptions of what music is capable of and keeps the lifeblood of art flowing forward. It synthesizes and improves on music we thought we knew so much about and keeps people like me from getting burned out and cynical. On occasion an entirely new form of musical expression will come along. Many times it is simply not worth listening to, a great deal of modern music theory revolves around concepts so cerebral, so disconnected from reality that it has little resemblance to an enjoyable experience. I would not presume to know the future history of musical innovation (who in the 60's could predict the rise of hip-hop?) but I can tell you one thing. Influence is no bad thing, there is a considerable amount of synthesis that has yet to be explored and music will continue to evolve. I hope we will always have artists that refuse to be derivative and take big artistic risks for the chance to make me wake up and pay attention.

10 March, 2009

Rant: I hate you Indie Genre Tag.

I listen to a lot of music. By a lot of music I mean I border on obsession. I listen to every kind there is, all the time I'm not playing it. Before you can say "Everything? Who does this guy think he is?" I will tell you this. My last few procurements are a collection of ancient Chinese folk songs, some Blur albums (Parklife is great by the way, very 80's in spots) and bunch of old ragtime records I found in a thrift store. So I'm into it, hardcore ya know?

A few years ago my CD collection had grown to an unmanageable size and I decided it was time to rip the whole thing into MP3. It took me about 2 years to get through it all but it was totally worth it. Now I had most of my music in a searchable index and I was pleased. Soon as my collection grew beyond it's original 60GB size it started getting harder and harder to search so I decided that it was time to start tagging all of my music. The only fields open to me were Artist, Album and Genre. I groaned, I wailed, I pulled on my hair and finally sat down and started creating genres for my music.

I hate genre. I hate it with a burning passion, I think it's a terrible way of describing music in any but the broadest of terms. So I stick with some pretty broad terms; Opera is easy to distinguish from Punk Rock, Hip-Hop sounds very different from Mexican Bolero etc. The real bitch of it comes in truly modern music. Where the hell do I put Devotchka? They're a Gypsy/Bolero rock band from Denver for fucks sake. Genre? They want nothing to do with it, just enjoy. What about Beck? Every album sounds like a new street drug I've never tried and any attempt to file it in my collection feels wrong.

Alas a gigantic music collection requires some organizing or I'll find myself back with my CDs, staring at a giant cluster fuck of boxes and buying the same album three times in one year because I don't think I own it. So I can either create a genre tag for every Balkan Beat Box that keeps scribbling outside of genre lines or I can try and group some of this crap together so I can find it. Recently a genre tag that I truly despise is creeping into my digital music.

Indie.

I hate you, Indie genre tag. You are a method for distributing music, not a damn genre. You describe nothing, but so much of what I'm all about these day keeps landing in this pile. Again, Devotchka? Where the hell do you go Devotchka? Beyond creating a specific genre for Ukranian/Mexican Rock I can find little else to place them in. Maybe rock, but it still doesn't fit quite right. I'm not rocking out while I listen to them, I rock out when I hear The Black Keys. Or to make things worse, where am I to file Beirut? Gypsy-folk? AAAARG!

I've tried replacing the Indie tag with a few others and I've managed to extract Indie Pop and Psychedelic into their own categories but honestly it's painful work and not something I'm interested in spending a lot of time laboring over. I want to enjoy my music, not spend a couple hundred hours organizing it. That is the exact reason I went to MP3s so long ago, it's supposedly very convenient. Prove it to me MP3s, be more convenient.

I want music playing software that allows me to write in my own fields and then populate them with data that matters to me. Like what kind of sex goes good with this particular Leonard Cohen collection, or what color fruit reminds me of this Animal Collective track. I want emotional tagging. I want to be able to ascribe a mood to every track and every album in my library so when I'm feeling pissy I can just scroll down through my Ani Difranco records and listen to all the tracks tagged as "Pissy". Where's my Magical iPod that can do all of this? Damn you Indie genre, damn you for being useful and annoying.

Fuck it, someone please just take a picture of me every time I play Gulag Orkestar and tell me where it should be filed.

Thanks for listening to me rant,
Eriq Nelson.

30 January, 2009

Poetry: Dick pills

ceaseless ads for dick pills
spill out of this plastic box
every moment of every day
telling me that my performance is weak
like I'm a fucking sports car or something

always hard
always happy
that's the american dream
isn't it?

forcing the cholesterol wash down hard paths
through a heart that stopped beating
years ago
into the tip of a phallus that doesn't know when to stop

we are an erection that's running out of things to fuck
but we can't stop jamming these pills down our throats
swallowing anything to keep our dicks hard
washing it all down with buckets of chemicals
splashdown in the liquor sea
bubbling up antacid clouds
through the antibiotic antidepressant antianxiety bitches brew

strung out eyes follow the hookers of the world
working girls won't even look us in the eye any more
they've seen the raw and bleeding sunrise
at the end of the oil and cocaine fueled nights
and they know we're not paying nearly enough
to make them put up with our shit
and our promises
and our lies

lazy and soaked in gasoline
barely seeing the outline of the street
we stumble still looking for a cheap hotel
and getting turned out of the doors
doesn't stop us

laughing when our friends tell us
you're gonna die young

forcing each breath through a cloud of tobacco
and exhaust fumes

fuck you man
I'm gonna die hard
and I'm gonna die happy

02 March, 2008

Blogs about blogging, a blog post

I've been spending the morning digging around for ways to generate more traffic for my blog and looking at other peoples work to see what I like. The best piece of advice I've gotten so far is "be useful". Hilariously, I find my own work to be quite useless. Most blogs are of two types, this here personal rantspace and the other, more useful type that have focus, an audience and somewhere to go with their ideas. I don't think either one is better or worse, just servicing very different audiences and intentions.
I'm enjoying the dead blogs I come across even more, blogs that haven't been updated in 3 or 4 years. They stand as gravestones to an active mind, an idea of some kind or another. I wonder how many of these are dead people's blogs, just waiting out their inactivity period before deletion. Who will I give my Firefox keychain to when I die? I'll have to ask my lawyer if The Internet has legal standing as a person that I can consign my works to posthumously. I'd like to send my thoughts to the Internet the way sailors send their bodies to the sea, to be eaten by predators, lost among the Tag Clouds.
Well, you may notice that there is a Creative Commons tag on the bottom of this page now. It's ok, it's very small but I'd like to point it out now. That's a very important little piece of HTML right there. I'd like to state explicitly that I meant to put it there and I spend a lot of time talking shit about CC work. I figure it's time to back it up. So everything here can be reproduced, shared, discussed and improved upon with attribution including photos. A number of my friends publish CC photos so I'll use their work or my own to keep everything kosher.
I'm considering launching a fo'real blog in the near future. I'd be reviewing one album a day, regardless of genre, publication date or relative hipness. I need to spend some more time researching the IP laws around this but everything I've seen so far seems like this project will take off.

I'll let everyone know what's going on when I've got a site up and running.

03-11-08 Update:
It's on bitches. A Fresh Cup of Awesome

02 December, 2007

Moving away from Myspace

I decided to move my ramblings to a more suitable location after being on Myspace for quite a while. Hopefully this space will provide me a better environment. Myspace has changed a lot over the years and the frame is so stuffed with ads my brain feels squishy every time I logon. It's turned into war and I know when to retreat. Our mental landscapes are increasingly hard to get a handle on. I've been avoiding TV for a long time because of it's constant advertising interrupting good shows. Honestly I understand the cost offsetting factor in allowing ads in media but the effect of it on my mind is too much for me. Big props to Google for making ads that don't blow my face in half with pop up animated characters every time I get near them.

But enough about that.
I'll be holding forth on many things in the days to come and if there is a reader of this post somewhere in the wild dark bowels of the internet, I beg you to always discuss, never argue.

erQ