Saturday, May 29, 2010

Precious stuffs

When things are precious in your life they are lumpy and formless. Like primordial stuff.


Holy Grails in the shape of pink and purple rocks, effervescent as the slummurr ocean, haha jk.


Seriously, a profound distrust of form - where it's at. And we had Delicate Steve play at our house last night.
All things awesome,
xBlJ

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Technique

Chops. Why do we have them. No reason. But here at Bluejay we know the truth. Instruments are great. Music is great. Being able to draw like a motherfucker is the coolest.

So I present, for the approval of the midnight society, the Bluejay blogpost totally devoted to harsh shredding.




ECM, Windham Hill and CTI need more circulation and interpretation in punk and hardcore. If you know of artists that do this, let Bluejay know. Prog is the wrong word because there's something explicitly spiritual around some places.


Spiritual music-making has a sort of bad taste associated with it. Just pushing virtuoso musicianship a little bit in a purely creative direction gives something awesome. Forget about low fideligarchy. Knowing how to play is sweet.