Do you know how it is listening to music before you're a musician? How you just hear all the instruments together and hear a SINGLE sound known as music? Then, you become a musician. And from that point on it loses a bit of its mystique and magic, it doesn't FLOW like it used to. You distinguish each sound and instrument from the next one, and it's not the same. You hear it in pieces. You don't hear the one-ness of it all.
I don't really have much experience with that first paragraph, as I started playing musical instruments when I was 4 years old, with the violin. But as far as I can compare, that's the closest I can describe how I felt about psychedelic music. I played guitar, and I played rock. As I started listening and opening my mind into the layers of psychedlic rock for the first time, my playing didn't change much. I was already the sort of rock-blues player. I played and still play in a style like Jimi Hendrix, Canned Heat, MC5, and similar.
The thing about that style of music is it becomes pretty fairly comfortable and predictable. It has a strong affect on me and still does, an excitement. But it doesn't have any wonder in it. When I began listening to music that was more "out there" nearing Edge City, I felt a sense of wonder. I no longer knew what to expect, the song orders were changed, I couldn't well distinguish the verse from the chorus from the verse, and I got close to that one-ness of music as I could ever get. i loved it. I still love it. It's beautiful.
I listened to it for a long time and was satisfied playing my jammy guitar solo vintage rock. I was too busy with that to attempt to write and play psychedelic music, and besides, I was starting to get pretty good at this other stuff anyway. I still loved it, and I still do. But then I started to dabble learning a couple songs that were trippier than what I usually play. I enjoyed it very much, even if it was easier than playing crazy fast blues licks. It was harmony to my ears. I started to learn more and more of it. I started wanting to write it. I started wanting to join a psych rock band. It began to consume me.
And along with that, it lost a bit of its luster. Just a tad at first, but then the further I delved into it, the less mystique it gained. Even with the cover songs, I had to split the songs apart to learn them. I started picking up on the complex orders, and even being able to guess what the musicians were playing and how they were playing it without picking up the guitar and messing around till I found it. It lost the wonder. But not completely.
That's the thing- once you become a psych rock musician, you're creating this stuff, the wonder for others, but you're the one coming up with it. You're playing it every night, you have it memorized. It takes away from YOU, and yet creating it is a completely different feeling in and of itself, but I refuse to say that it is better than the initial indulgement of listening to psychedelic music. I've thought about the question, "what about jamming? Then you don't have it memorized and don't know what to expect." And that's true to an extent, but the problem with that is, you can't create the carefully precise and perfected melodies, riffs, layers, and sounds as complex as you can when you write. It's perfectly orchestrated when it's not just a jam. The effects and timings of added effects, the motions, the feelings, the sounds. Even the movements and actions of the performers. But with jams, It's more plain. It's less beautiful. But it's more personal, on the spot, impromptu, almost a different feeling itself. Some bands have an added jam that they add into each of their songs live. It's a "jam" because it's an extra part added to the song that wasn't on the studio recording, but they do it every show. This helps create a little bit of mystique for both the musicians and the listeners who are familiar with the music.
And finally, this is the end. Once I've started creating psychedelic music, I can't stop, even if it takes away from the mystery and beauty and one-ness of it all. It's too much fun, too much fun, too much fun. It has a rhythm in it that I feel while playing that I don't get with many other genres. It doesn't ruin the music (or at least it hasn't yet) completely. I enjoy it too much.
We're all nothing anyway. And in 2 billion years, does it really matter? Do whatever we want for the short throw-potassium-in-water we have until the universe decides to recycle the virtually zero energy that makes us up. And then the sun will run out of energy and destroy what we left behind, and it'll be dark in the tiny dot on the spectrum of the universe until a new star just like all the other billions of trillions of trillions of stars that are all the same and are ther for no reason at all. They don't even have a reason behind their existence themselves- we have that in common. And then the "new sun" forming from the messy ash leftover from our solar system will form and gain planets. And while the new sun is doing this, in a different galaxy in a differen solar system on a different planet, some alien species will have this conversation with a friend and their own star will explode, but they won't know that for several minutes. Then it'll destroy all they've ever known and noone will even know they were ever there. Because in an infinite universe, what is one's own thoughts? Nothing. The closest to nothing anything could ever be. But they will be destroyed and forgotten just as we will be, because they live the life of potassium in water too.
And yet we will continue to sit here talking about pretty girls based on how attractive we find their face and how fit they are, because of some ancient instinct instilled in us to find an attractive mate so that our genes will live on after our death- but guess what? Our instinct and genes don't know that the sun will explode. And all that we can do see or say is meaningless. And then we will sit down and listen to some music and it will affect use emotionally and mentally, and we will understand how it does so just about as well as we understand the universe. Now, maybe there is a meaning behind this. But maybe we're not part of the meaning either. Maybe we're too small to ever realize the meaning if there is one. But that girl is beautiful, and that song is awesome, Huh?
So I decided to make one now. Red is an awesome color. Anyway, I don't know what to blog about. Nothin' much goin' on today, I'm sick and out of school. I think I have swine flu. Not really. I need to practice guitar more, I think I'm slacking. I wish I knew some skilled musicians, I need some one to play with 'round here. I don't have anything to do! Hm, maybe I should start going to Beale Street every night and playing at blues bars. How much would you guys pay for BB King's autograph? He's got a venue there. I can't wait for Horehound (debut CD for The Dead Weather) to come out, The Dead Weather sound awesome! I also want that documentary about Jimmy Page, Jack White, and The Edge to come out, it looks awesome too. And the most desired thing at the moment is Wolfmother's upcoming CD entitled Cosmic Egg. I really am starting to dig that name, but I have a BAAAAAD feeling that the press are gonna make waaaaaay to many sucky puns about it. Tell me if you're looking forward to any of those things and if not, what you're looking forward to!
Thar it is!!! It was my first thread that I was actively involved in in the Pit. You have to read it all for yourself. I made many friends in that thread, and it was hilarious. Thanks for reminding me of it, Spartan70sSarge.
I'm bored. I just got banned, so I can't surf the Pit for another thirty days. I posted a GOOD mirror thread . well... I thought it was funny... so now all I have is FOTB and it's boring. What do you people do for fun when you get banned??? Any ideas would be appreciated. Besides porn. Or playing guitar.