Thursday, 16 October 2008
The Captain America Video.....Video
Its been a wee while since we shot it now so my memories are sort of Hazy.
We did principal shooting on a really hot day in June Maybe? I cant remember specifics. Me and Lin went a driving up to East Acton to Director Lulu's beautiful flat where the video was to be set.
Got there kind of early and so the two of us went for a wander and a nice cup of tea in a nicely weird place whilst Lu and Mags finished setting the equipment. I took loads of clothes up with me, my laptop, an amp for playback and some other bits and pieces.
We did a lot of performance shooting initially to capture what was going to be the crux of the video and then moved on to some really fun set pieces. These included Mags and Lindsay hiding in the cupboard and fashioning a method of turning the lamp off from within.
Amazing fun, but i always thought i would be more of a show off when actually tasked to perform, i was really shy instead. i think i started to pick it up though.
We finished off kind of late that night and Lin and i listened to Anat and Jem and the Holograms on the way home.
Work resumed later in the week with an evening shoot to get some darker shots and play with the lighting a bit more.
Lu had a really impressive set up. The lights were amazing and i think have turned out triumphantly in the finished video. This shoot was a lot easier in that i found it much easier to perform. In fact i think this is where we got the best bits of the video.
Marvellous fun during a sequence where i am wrestling with the tape on the bed, i fell back mid wrestle slamming the back of my head on the wall, but carried on as you do. I had to stop when we got to the climbing out the window bit because i was a bit woozy.
Anyway, i have better stories thn this somewhere and i shall write more thoroughly soon, but in the meantime, i think you should go and have a wee look if you havent already.
Get it here : LOOK!
more soon.
best again.
xxx
Tuesday, 15 July 2008
The God Song
Life happened and didn't happen in equally devastating measures, but it appears the seas are finally settling.
During this vacation I began to write terrible amounts of words and during this proliferation I reconsidered some of the words I had written previously. Sometimes I don't know what I'm writing about until its done and then I have to apply it to my life like a horoscope to decipher the meaning. Sometimes that's the final stage in the writing. Once a chord progression and beat have been found, i mumble the lines i have come up with over the music and edit out the less lucid parts for more appropriate phrases. I'm kinda equal parts when it comes to composition. At times I write music to a lyric and at times I write lyrics to a music. But the most common scenario is this kind of edited autowittering translated into a story, sung over the bare bones and given flesh afterwards.
The words to The God Song happened more or less in this fashion.
There was a time in my life when i considered myself a viciously silent religious person. Troubled as I was and most everybody is, i could roll my eyes closed and bathe in a blonde light of comfort in times torment or stare at some invisible entity in dark formless clouds and feel connected to it.
I never really spoke about it and never attended a church, for it was a private experience and so greatly enriched by its secrecy. I think back to that time now and realise i was addicted to secrets. The pleasure and trauma of having something unknown to anyone but you. Terrible things really. i try not to have any secrets these days. I am fairly certain this happened because of all the X-Men and Spider-Man comics i consumed. Ha.
A few of my friends had deep seated, sturdy christian beliefs which could not have been more alien to my personal beliefs. They would effervesce communally and loudly over the correct approach to sex in the eyes of god. I would listen and offer a view based only on fact or logic, deadpan and devoid of religious overtones. The straight man. Secretly i would converse with my Cloudman in pictures, not words. I would ride out the detriment of homophobes and bullies with knowing but desperate looks upward and feel protected. It was better on the darker cloudy days cuz it added to the whole drama of the thing. It was more satisfying and dramatic to imagine and Old Testament god looking directly at me atop a huge fucking thundercloud. And on sunny days i didn't really think about it.
And then one day it stopped. I'm not sure what happened, but it was like my access was rejected. The pleasures of comforts I had had during times of torment were now defunct and non renewable. A gloom would well beneath me and I couldn't tilt my head to see beyond it. That's probably enough metaphors about that.
I mean I tried to rejuvenate it. I bumbled with guilt and puzzled over standard thoughts of the forgotten sinner. I looked to more conventional means of contact to try and sidestep the malfunction and for a time began praying nightly. But it would not work.
Perhaps I grew up? I don't know what happened, but something ticked over in my head and I wasn't as easily rewarded. Which is probably a good thing. After a while I stopped even thinking about it. I got over the drama of having lost my imagined connection and got on with life.
And so the words to The God Song are largely about this time. My state as a marionette and the horrible moment an unseen crow snipped the strings to the sky. I actually thought about that image as I composed and tried to represent the crow by the marauding brass in verse two. just so you know to look out for it.
But I'm not REALLY a snipped puppet, and far from lifeless. As it is you find other ways to connect as we bumble along. to each other, and perhaps thats what I was looking for at that point in history and didnt realise.
This was a rather sombre one folks, so i'll stop there. I promise to be more fun next time. I will tell you about all fun things about shooting the Captain America Video Video, Maida Vale Studios, Radio One, Manchester, Gay Festivals, Chicks On Speed and Radio Plays with Blevin. Oh and remixes.
MORE (cheerful) SOON
AMX
xxxx
Wednesday, 26 March 2008
Good Evening.
Hello.
This is the first time i’ve ever written a blog. But i think now is probably the right time to start one.
My debut album is being released on the Smalltown America label in the next couple of weeks. Its called ’Warpsichord’. About two or three weeks before that comes out we are releasing the lead single off the album which is called ’Captain America Video’ as a download and 7" and is up on the player at the moment, albeit in its domestically mixed and horrendously loud state.
In reality this is the fourth or fifth full length album i have produced, but its the first to gain a release and its probably my favourite so far, so in preparation for its release i thought i would tell you a bit about it and hope that its an interesting story.
So what i’m PROBABLY going to do is give you a little bit of blog every now and again about a specific song on the album. I’ll tell you what its about, how it was made, why it made the cut, what colour it is, whether its a girl or a boy, just a whole bunch of rubbish that’ll be really interesting to write and really boring to read.
I’m also going to tell you little bits about all the wonderful people who have helped me to make this and those who i am going to be working with shortly, give you little bytes of info on how the AMX campaign is ticking along, who’s played me where, where I am playing, where i WANT to play, alla that jazz, i might post a couple of videoblogs up as well (VLOGS?) so you can all look right at my face when i am saying my story.
But i’m afraid, as yet, i don’t have any recipes to share
.Soz.
So before i conclude this introDUCTory blog, please allow me one absolutely unabashed, unashamed plug...........................AMX live Radio One Session at Maida Vale on the 23rd of April,
so,
in a months time exactly, i will have done that two days ago.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh
x
p.s.