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Sound and Fury

Posted by Mick on January 25, 2010 – 4:22 pm

I started yet another project last night, although this one is quite a bit smaller than most of my current projects.  I’ve been putting it off and putting it off, but I finally started an official duplicate copy of all my music. 

A few years ago, I had a major meltdown and lost a bunch of it.  I’ve replaced most of it, although there were a few things I’m not likely to find again.  A few months ago, I embarked on the grand sorting and retagging project.  Now that I have it all cleaned up again and in one place, it’s time to get it all duplicated to a second hard drive that will sit in the closet, disconnected and safe. 

We’re now backed up through the N’s.  I’ll get another chunk copying before I go to sleep tonight.  It’s a big project.  I’ve got lots of music. 

Speaking of music, my mother-in-law sent me this link.  It’s Steve Vai and the String Theories Band playing an extremely complex musical number.  Because that’s what Steve Vai does, he plays extremely complex music, and he plays it very fast.  He’s a remarkable technician.  This clip, however, demonstrates quite well my problem with Steve Vai.  Yeah, it’s complex.  Yeah, it’s techinically difficult.  Yeah, he can shred nearly flawlessly.  And when it’s all over, so what?  It’s missing something.  Soul.  It gots no soul.  It comes across as “Look at me, look at me!”.  Steve is an amazing technician, but he doesn’t move me.  It doesn’t stir anything in my soul.  And isn’t that what it’s supposed to do?  What good is all that technical skill if your music doesn’t speak to my soul?  To quote Macbeth, entirely out of context, “It is a tale told by an idiot, full of Sound and Fury, signifying nothing“. 

I’m not hating on the Vai.  I wish I was that good.  I just feel like it misses the point.  It’s not about how many notes you can squeeze into a measure.  It’s not about how tight your band is.  It’s not about your Day-Glo plexiglass guitar or your badass floor length jacket.  Make me feel something.  Make me laugh, make me cry, make me bang my head, give me something I can use, something that makes my miserable life a bit more bearable.  It’s music, not mathematics.  Stevie Ray knew what I’m talking about.  Jon Dee Graham knows what I’m talking about.  David Newbould knows what I’m talking about. 

Of course, that’s just my opinion.  Then again, I’m right.

Oh happy day!  Weird Al Yankovic is going to direct a movie.  Sad day, it will not be a sequel to UHF.  Sad day, it will not star Al.  Happy day, he is making an appearance in the film.  He’s writing, he’s directing, he’s providing the soundtrack… Actually, I have no idea if he’s providing the music.  That’s just me wishing, and praying, and hoping.  You can read what little there is to read about it on his blog.

I saw a little bit of excellent today.  Mark Gardner sent me the first episode of his new web series, CELL.  My friend Heather did some of the hair and makeup for the series.  You should probably know this – when heather is doing makeup, that’s a good sign that blood will be involved.  She’s awesome like that.  So she hooked me up with Mark and said please let my friend see it.  This always makes me a little nervous.  What happens when they send it to you and it’s crap?  You can’t very well trash it, you can’t very well lie, you’re kinda stuck. 

Luckily, there was no issues here.  The first episode hooked me.  Right now, I’m on my way out the door to see Super Happy Fun Monkey Bash at the Alamo, so come back tomorrow and hear all about Cell: The Web Series. 

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