Developments

Been doing lots of work these past couple of weeks.

The DEBUT SPACEHOTEL ALBUM has been a long time coming and it’s quite a wild beast at the moment and needs taming. I had around 16 tracks to work with specifically (though I’ve got around 30-40 songs on the back burner at any given time), and needed to get it down to no more than 11. 11 Seems to be a great number to use, not too many to bore listeners, but enough to be a ‘complete’ experience. However, as I have a bit of a ‘thing’ for sticking final sarcastic/epilogue type tracks on my (planned) albums, it will probably run to 12 with that ‘extra’ mini song.

Thanks for reading

Spacehotel (nee Outsider)

“The year is 2020 and this hotel has just been finished, a space hotel in orbit some 450 km above the surface of the earth”

So went the sample that I took from a BBC documentary back in 1998 and stuck on the intro of a song by my then ‘band’ OUTSIDER. The song was called ‘Cold Reception’, that is where the name Spacehotel comes from… mainly because after I’d been using ‘Outsider’ for a few years there were quite a few bands popping up with that, rather obvious, name.

Also, the idea of a Space Hotel (surely we’ll have one for real in the next 30 years? ;) ) appeals to me… especially as a place of retreat and solitude, a universal overview of the human race from a safe place… kind of like song writing I think.

Who the fuck would call themselves ‘Spacehotel’, especially with the two words glued together into nonsense? No one! Perfect. Job Done… now lets make some more music!

Saturday Night with Mr Timson

I won’t preface this with self analysis or talk of what is narcissistic or not. I’ve been writing/putting stuff on the net since ~ 1998, before blogs were big, when ‘myspace’ was something on my keyboard, facebook was something I did when I wanted to read and when there were only really ten unsigned indie bands on the net, in the UK, with a member with the initials PT. I kid you not!

So anyway, I don’t care. I am at my best when talking to myself as I’m not as wary, and maybe 30/60/90/120 years from now I may want to look back on this and see what I was doing at any given moment in time… hey at least I don’t keep a ‘diary’, and if I did it wouldn’t have a flimsy little lock on it that gave a placebo version of security it would be left casually around bars and libraries… waiting for people to look, and read… and ridicule… those raw feelings, usually stirred up by others, help with some of my best lyrics so I welcome it.

Right so tonight I’ve been sorting this blog out, dragging it out of 2006. I’ve also been listening to some nice music by an unsigned female artist that had me captivated. I’ve read Paul Draper’s blog. And in the background, beyond the confines of this firefox window my task manager is open on my PC (yes PC not Mac – get over it) and I’m getting edgy because I’m showing 20 processes and I normally like no-more than 18… I like it streamlined and shut as much shit (services) down as I can.

However, one of those is Nuendo, my lovely little DAW (well the software part of it anyway), the place where all of this weird nonsense comes out of my brain and mouth and fingers and ends up being transformed into slightly more palletable nonsense. The song I’m working on is a new track for a 5 track ep. The song is ‘Truth of the Universe‘ and I’m currently editing automation data for delay settings on some of the vocals and trimming up the start/end points. I spent a bit of time earlier today recording these vocals and now it’s time to kick them into shape (or my version of ‘in shape’).

I’ve also been cutting some frequencies on a synth part, it was so whistly/high that I swear I was reported to the RSPCA today at some point, well there were a pack of dogs howling outside my window when I played it… which is funny as it’s normally wailing cats that come to mind when I listen to these early projects.

And now I’m going back to it, it’s 2:42am so there’s plenty of time left to sit and stare at my computer screen and think about how it use to be more productive when I had my simple Roland VS880 8 Track hard disk recorder (and before it a Fostex 8 track cassette mulitracker hooked up to an Amiga!) .

erm… that’s it.