Drawing

For “Sunlight” I set out, so to speak, to take the sound-image idea to the extreme. It was all about creating music from pictures. So I opened the MIDI mapper and started to draw. In “Octopus” you get ships, a sunset over the sea and octopuses, of course. For “Weatherman” I put soundtracks for the clouds, for the sun, rain, hail, and even a snowman. In “She Loves” I drew hearts and in “Traffic” cars, signs and lights. With the appropriate sounds I got what I was looking for: a sound landscape that would get close to the images where it came from.

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I was only left with the main melodies to give it rhythmic sense to that, so arbitrary, noise background.

I wanted music suitable to accompany projects, as always. But to also have strength by itself, so you could just listen to it like any other record from the shop. Nevertheless, I was aware the result might be neither one thing or the other.

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Looking at the final result I realized that yeah, it could be listened to 🙂 Many times, the important thing is not how you say something. Not even to be able to say it. The really important thing is that it can be understood. Simple communication.

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And yes, it can be used as soundtrack for any kind of project. It is still images, it is still emotions. And at the end of the story, everything is all about love, hate, light and darkness, caos and order, noise and silence. Confrontation. That’s what it is all about, isn’t it?

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Self-Portrait

After some time having abandoned my guitar, I finally took it with motivation. The result was “Home”. And for the album the first song I wrote was “self-Portrait”. I’ve been a long time seeking a song like this: acoustic guitar and no much more. Maybe a voice with a fair echo. Slow and relaxed folk.

As an starting point two very clear references: “Don’t find the way home” from Blid Faith and the “Sea Changes” album from Beck.

The result was this lucky mantram (first and last time I have recorded voice so far). Composed to make your mind wander for a while … or maybe to meditate. And as the humanists would say, to find yourself.

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Railroad’s Whiskey Co.

“Other times music draws the scenes.

Our man is not wearing the apropiate clothes for a hot day. His coat, winded around his arm, is about to skim the dry and dusty stones of the railroad. Meanwhile he tries hard to step on the old sleepers to make his way easier along the rails. Sweat trickles down his forehead and his shirt has too many buttons undone for an elegant man like him. Carries his short brim hat in his right hand.

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An empty platform with a bench in the shade, hosted by a small roof standing on its old wooden legs. The perfect resting place. He sits on the bench, gently drops his coat to his side and puts his hat on his lap. Dries his face with his carefully folded handkerchief. Then he puts it away and from his other pocket takes out a small sheet of paper. He looks at it, closes his eyes and lets his head fall back. At that moment the fuzzy colors of a long train hide our man and the old platform. And right after all that unexpected and loud roar, the rised dust fades out and lets us see the smile of our friend.

We leave him looking at his piece of paper, under that roof, with those broken tiles. We manage to distinguish an old factory. The end is yours or nobody else’s. Actually it doesn’t matter.”

Pierre Le Brato

That’s all. The text and the music.

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