Here is the last installment of my slide guitar recording from Sierra Madre. I think it is the best sounding one yet.
Here is the second installment of the Rogue guitar, this one called telephone blues, cuz of the ending. And the pic is meserenadingmy nephew, Kieran (in the car seat) with Monisha driving.
Here is the project for the next few weeks: slide guitar fest installment 1.
I will be learning how to record resonator guitar, play it, and pick up the ins and outs of my new digital field recorder, a Marantz PMD 671 with the basic preamp mod by Oade Bros. More on that another time.
I just got a new guitar, a Rogue cheapo resonator model, made in Korea. The neat thing about resonator guitars is that most of the tone is in the tin pan that sits under the strings, so I (actually Ty at Guitar Works) replaced the one that came with it with a spun aluminum jobbie from Beard Guitars and put in an ebony/maple bridge and it sounds awesome.
The recording is through two matched Oktava mics set in an X about level with the twelfth fret from about three feet away to get a little of the room. I am going to try some different positions, maybe putting one mic on the resonator and the second a ways back to pick up the room ambiance next.
Update: I had the good fortune of playing a 1936 Dobro today and have come to appreciate that a vintage Dobro has certain advantages over the Rogue! Sweet guitar, so thanks to the folks at Pasadena Guitars for letting me try it, along with some nice acoustics and some sweet amps, especially the Matchless Independence 35. A steal at $3395, but I left it there, can you believe it?
I took a one second clip of an audio recording of the tornado roar in Joplin, MO and stretched, remixed, and layered it back together, kind of the opposite synthesis method to granulization. This is using some of what I learned while making the tweets soundscape and while remixing the July 29 Todos Somos Arizona civil disobedience action against Wackenhut in LA. I hope no one thinks this is belittling the tragedy, it is just that the sounds inside the tornado are somewhat awesome in the older sense of the word.
Here is the clip that provided all the fuel for the remix. Nothing added soundwise to the remix other than what is in this one second.
And here is the remix, done in Ubuntu using Tapestrea and Audacity:
Recently, Peter Kirn over at the excellent blog Create Digital Music wrote an article about Antares, the makers of the much misused and reviled Autotune, and their experimental onboard guitar processor that brings it to the guitar, an instrument that already has it (they are called frets). It set off an interesting discussion that mostly bears out a couple of things I have thought about guitarists (of which I am one) for a long time. First, we are usually really conservative when it comes to technology. Second, we usually simultaneously have a hardware fetish: When we do want tech, we want a physical thing even when there are software solutions that do the exact same thing, often better, often for free.
Got to have that box to stomp on, gotta feel it. As an avowed tube snob for the first thirty years of my playing, I have a keen understanding of this. Guitars have vibrating strings sunk into resonant wood. Tubes compress and distort in some wonderful non-linear way that creates a feedback loop, from guitarist to strings to wood to pickups to amp to speakers and back to the player. It is a little mystical and still gives me the warm fuzzies (as opposed to the solid state cold fizzies). This is no BS and there is a connection.
soundcloud.com/But tube snobbery has fallen on hard times lately. Yes, I still think single coils through a tube amp weaving in and out of saturated distortion on the basis of the guitarist’s touch does sound great, but digital modeling has gotten way better over the past ten years, and much of the responsiveness and harmonic structure of tube compression and distortion is available on my laptop. For example, this is all laptop guitars and it sounds as good as tubes to me, both the spanky new string sound of the rhythm and the just-on-the-edge-of-distorted lead. Plus the Hammond B3 sound is through the guitar and the laptop too. Try bringing a real one of those through TSA, which I did with this whole setup. And try to get this out of a tube amp. Same guitar, same day, same laptop, same song. It is to the point that I never play my lovely vintage tube amp anymore, which is a bit of a shame.1 It has no master volume and I live in a condo, so that is how it is going to be. While I give up a few things, like responsive feedback (of the Jimi variety this time) and early deafness, my tonal palette is vastly expanded along other axes, so to speak. A listen around my SoundCloud or my Digital Guitarist YouTube channel will give you an idea of what I mean.
The thing that most of us guitarists have not figured out yet, and which gear companies do not want us to know, is that anything that can be modelled as a DSP circuit in a piece of hardware can be modelled just as well or better, and cheaper too, in software on a standard issue laptop. It is the nature of DSP. My favorite example is the thousand-plus-dollar digital EchoPlex vs the free VST plugin Mobius, which is in effect, eight EchoPlexes with no limit on the loop lengths. Remember, going digital means we are already out of the analog realm of the tube snob, even if the thing is in a box. But there must be something about the FEEL of that box, right? I think that is nonsense and habit rather than ears.
There is a wonderful piece of research that my friend Jon Sterne told me about, where a Stanford Prof played back different kinds of music to incoming students in different digital formats. What he found was that they liked the sound of 128K MP3 files, complete with hiss, more than the sound of uncompressed audio which was technically much better. Why? Habit. That is what they are used to hearing so that is what they like.
I think this is much of what my cousins the vinyl snobs hear in their LP collections, which have to be massively EQ’d and adjusted in a giant gnarly kludge to compensate for intrinsic sonic weaknesses of scratching sound into slabs of petroleum byproduct before it ever gets to the main stage of the amplifier, and sounds different on the inside of the platter than on the outside to boot. But cuz will insist that he (and it is always a guy. Sigh.) hears a warmth in the vinyl that is missing from digital audio, no matter how good the format. They hear something, but it is not intrinsic to the music, it is an artifact of the vinyl, and they like it.
So what is Antares doing? They have put a mini-computer into the underside of a guitar — forty thousand bucks of hardware according to the video — <sarcasm> whoo-wee, wish I had that!</sarcasm> — that brings us guitarists all that Autotune goodness that has done such wonders for pop music and the news </sarcasm>.
So this is where the discussion gets interesting on the CDM blog. One group of tech embracers drool (and we do that sometimes) over the possibility of getting their hands on one of those $40k guitars while the other says, phooey, you lose the feel. Well guitarists, listen up: I’ll give you most of one of those $40k jobbers for free. Autotune is software. So are GSnap, and Melda Audio’s MTuner, both of which are free VST guitar tuners that as a side benefit send MIDI out of all the notes they detect. On an iPad, you can pay a few buck to get a dedicated guitar-to-MIDI converter that works passably. There is your 95%. There are about five other ways of doing it too. And the last five percent is doable with some DIY noodling. You can also do lots of other stuff with your general computing device that the Antares guitar can’t touch because the processor is artificially limited to doing that one thing.
Ah, but the feel, the bends, the touch — without the $40k guitar, it is all for naught alas. One of the features many guitarists lusted after (and we do that sometimes) was instant retuning. It has been possible since the beginning to transpose MIDI, so I have experimented a lot with doing the instant retune trick on my MIDI guitar. Here is the rub though: The gizmo retunes the signal, but not the resonance of the wood, the frequency of the strings, or the quiet sound of the acoustics of an electric guitar — all those stay in the actual tuning, leading for me to a tremendous cognitive dissonance. Here it is about the feel, and you would have to play really loud to offset that dissonance in the aural dimension, and you would still be left with the haptic dissonance. I am sure, in fact, that the guitar mix for the demo video is run straight to the mixing board so that we cannot hear the actual acoustic sound of the guitar bleed into it. That is why the guitar comes through much clearer than the voices.
The dedicated Autotune guitar is a boondoggle, a gizmo. Anything it can do with its processor, your laptop can do, probably better and for free, with its processor. Let the guitar do what it is made for, which is get an interesting signal out to the mangling stuff that follows. A hex pickup along with your regular pups is actually a useful piece of hardware for this. Use the computer you already own to do the rest. The hardware makes you do what it does. Not that I am against hardware… I’m a guitarist, so there is always some new thing that I sure would like (doh, glad I did not buy that…the company went belly up and disappeared. I got this instead).
Software, when it is nice, can be made to do what you do (most of the time). That is why I opted for the no-synths-built-in synth box when I did get a MIDI guitar setup. I’d rather use my ideas than what somebody predefines for me, which is what the pricier guitar synth boxes are doing. In fact, the guitar synth box itself could be done away with if there was a six-in sound interface that could feed the hex signal to the computer. All that pitch recognition and MIDI-fication could be done on the laptop too if there was the right I/O. I’m sure the adapter is online somewhere….
1 I recently sold it since after back surgery I could no longer carry it.
To Tahrir (music link – opens in new window). It is a toast, or a direction we could or should be heading, or a love letter, or a dedication, or an address. As a piece of program music, it reflects the various times when it looked like the people might be stopped, but they came back stronger each time.
Actually I originally called it “Spectral Youth,” and when Monisha heard it, she suggested “To Egypt” because of the youth there, and I pitched in with “To Tahrir,” which of course means “to liberation.” Eric and I recorded it last June so there is an element of time travel and anachronism that is difficult for me as a historian, but Monisha said to just tell them a sociologist did it.
There is precedent for program music being made before the program was decided upon. When I was an undergrad, one of my music professors said he spoke with Krzysztof Penderecki about his famous piece, Threnody for the Victims of Hiroshima. My prof told him that the piece evoked the event beautifully, it really gave him a new and deeper understanding of the travails of the people of Hiroshima. He then went into detailed descriptions of which part of it aligned which what portions of the events. Penderecki then informed my crestfallen prof that he wrote the piece before he came up with the name, originally calling it just 8’37”.
What I was trying to do was get a Sonic Youth-ish thing going, with a thrashy Thurston Moor-ish guitar line modifed by a Lee Renaldo-ish feedbacky thing. The cool thing about it is that the sound is on a bunch of different variable axes at once. There is the regular vaguely acoustic sound of the chugging rhythm, and the loudness of the playing sets the tone on a spectral gate, which has a chimey sound. The location of where I was playing on the string sets the sweep of the filter (the whooshy, wah wah sounds) while the time between notes sets the delay time which creates the chirping echo effects. As always, Eric immediately grokked the situation and provided a spot on perfect bass line. Plus we did not forget to stop, so it does not go on for a half hour.
As usual, Facebook people, if you got this far, you might have to come to http://way.net/waymusic for the links and the music.
Just going through our CDs, ripping them, and getting rid of them when I ran across this gem from the 1989, Lou Reed singing about how he would raise his kids, were he to have them, as he reflected on the domestic bliss he was in as a married man. Besides being an awesome child-rearing guide, it has some of Lou’s sweetest guitar work ever. Lou Reed – Beginning of a Great Adventure. Enjoy.
Trying out a new look for way music…
Two nights after Christmas, the North Kolkata Kali Puja ended. The standard way to end one of these celebrations is to take the house-sized image of Kali, put it on a trailer, train floodlights on it, take it to the river and toss it in, on the presumption that after the puja, the goddess, like Elvis, has left the premises and that the image is no longer sacred, just a bunch of flowers, plaster, and paint. Oh and on the way to the river, it gets carted through every side street along with half the light show and a bunch of marching bands. The image is so tall, someone is posted by her crown to lift the phone and electric wires over her. The whole thing teeters and wobbles, and it gets pulled through very busy streets, followed by a bunch of devotees ranging from kids to seniors, with the kids running about like a holiday trying to catch the prashad being thrown from the fron of the truck while not missing the view of the image on the back.
At one point, a bus tried to slip by, but got too close, and would have knocked off Shiv’s foot. Even though the whole thing was about to be thrown in the river, and the god was lying under Kali’s foot (its a long but interesting story…she likes to go out at night and party at the burning ghats and stepped over her sleeping god of a pot head husband, Shiv, in order to get out), it would be a no-no for the bus to damage it. So for ten minutes, everyone including the bus passengers, a strolling cop, the devotees and various hangers-about, gave advice to the two drivers as to whether the bus could get past the truck full of deities without touching. In order to do this, the Kali truck had to move back a few yards, which is in effect, stopping an anarchists’ parade and making it march backwards, a messy trick. The driver achieved this by just putting the float in reverse and going. People got the message and backed up rather than get run over, the bus went through, and all was well.
But what about the music you say? This time, for some unknown-to-me reason, all the bands were comprised of bagpipes and drums, each group playing something different, with each led by a shehnai player calling the tune, usually in a completely different, dissonant, and ever-changing key. Be warned if you listen! Crazy sounds within.
Bagpipes? Kali? OK, let’s take the Glenn Beck analysis route and see if we can figure this out…Scotsmen are warlike, play bagpipes and wear kilts, Kali kilt a bunch of men at war, chopping their heads off to make a garland around her neck, ergo, Bagpipes are the perfect instrument to worship Kali. Nevermind that the pipers wore pants.