Friday, February 19, 2010

SaveLove Music * February 2010

There are reasons why this page continues to serve in place of an update at savlove.com. They have to do with how what always was a life-as-art has turned into a test case for holistic living.

To cut to the chase, SaveLove Music - me, that is - veers ever closer to better versions of the union of many elements. There are the songs on the one hand, which cover their own range of topics. Then there is the approach to living, which has assimilated a great many techniques - chakras, Sufis, the transmutation of sperm energy - too many to mention and link with each other here. Add to that my personality, for I have a way of sharing this vibe that clues people into it somehow. Not necessarily the esoteric stuff, but something of the love that is usually fun. The gift of explaining the esoteric stuff in an easy-to-understand way is already clear. One could say that I'm in the inchoate stages of starting my own religion.

Not that I would actually start my own religion. I'm just a scribe of my experience. And way over my head for now. But that hardly describes it, so let's move to a fourth element, the spoken and singing voice. Along these lines I work toward what Peter Harrison calls "fully integrated emotive singing". Lots of games to play in that oral meditation, including suddenly changing the words as one sings along to a beloved classic. What comes out spontaneously is rhymed to fit the moment. You can learn a lot about yourself that way. Mimicking a record, I can feel it in the top or back of my mouth when I'm lost in insincerity. A subtle pain tells me that it's time to stop, and as soon as I do I attune to Athena Calderone and the microcosmic orbit arises with the magnetic force. If I begin to sing again, the voice is quieter, lower, more "natural".

Songs should have their own lives. As omnipresent as these topics have become for me, something resembling autobiography is not the only option. Last week I wanted to write a song as I admitted to myself that I'd run out of things to say to my muse about - er- sonically advanced resonance that hadn't been covered in the last two or three years of compositions including "Remote Chance", "Portal Pain", "That's No Lie!", "Cupid in Topeka", "Marriage to a Mirage", "Sub Vs. Dom Remix (DJ Erect Asleep)", "Two Places", "Let Me Ride", and more. So I went for a story song, all hatched from the initial seed rhyme:
"Came so hard! Now she's safe in bed - three satin pillows surrounding her head."
It's called "Debbie and Bill", a rock & roll song that I hope to share one day with my dear friend the drummer from Soho. But for now that can't be because it's...
Radio Pariah, under, sideways, over and out.