- 9:41 am - Thu, Sep 25, 2014
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Oblong Robber — Beats for Another Day
Finally sat down to the keyboard and played around with some beats. It started with the idea of making a template for my son — the drummer of the family — so that he would start using FLStudio (which has a bit of a learning curve) to make his own beats.
I originally set down the bass line and the drum groove for him to build upon, and while I was showing him how to add synths and effects, I accidentally created the main gate lead. I loved the way it sounded, so I just left it in.
His response? “I’d like to hear that when you’re done with it.”
If only I could finish something.
- 10:58 am - Tue, Aug 12, 2014
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Listen to the buzz of the insects. They wind up and down, like a strange clockwork of nature. They are trying to tell us something.
The sound moves behind, above, around us, rising and falling, settling. Behind them, the wind rushes through the trees, rustling the leaves, seconds trickling past, never to return.
We want to cling to those moments, those places and people that drift past too quickly, that move like crescendos and fade just as quickly.
We close our eyes, coaxing the breeze, hoping that we can sustain those seconds for just a breath longer.
- 10:26 pm - Mon, Mar 17, 2014
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Oblong Robber — Free Jam
I finally connected the Launchpad to the computer and began fooling around with FLStudio’s performance mode. I set up a basic grid of a few loops and some of my own MIDI patterns for a little house party.
Nuthin’ fancy, but a simple little pattern to brighten your Monday.
- 9:24 pm - Sun, Mar 16, 2014
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More and more, I am finding peace in the studio. Today, I connected the Launchpad to FLStudio and experimented with performance mode. Loads of fun.
- 1:42 pm - Sat, Mar 8, 2014
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Oblong Robber — Kirsten's Desk
A theme for kirstensdesk
kirstensdesk was one of the first tweeps I met on Twitter, and it was one of the oddities of crossed paths that we are weirdly much alike. We both love to write and create. We both are coffee fiends. And we have similar tastes in movies and music.
A couple of years ago, she and I formed a virtual creative-nudgery group with @puggpaw, a fellow creator with a day job, although these days, our real lives have stolen much time from our artistic endeavors.
Since I started on this theme meme, I’ve wanted to do one for Kirsten, but she posed a particular challenge. I envisioned a heavy, edgy sound — something I typically don’t create in FLStudio, primarily because guitar loops are a nightmare to manipulate. This morning, though, a bass line came together with some drums that seemed to fit the Kirsten ethos.
A few audio geek notes: I tackled many firsts in this short track. I used the Gross Beat plug-in for the first time to create the glitchy synth sound, and I created several drum patterns and fills with the FPC drum machine rather than relying on loops to give the track a more realistic feel. I fattened up the bass with some compression and also used the NewTone plug to manipulate some of the note lines on the bass loops.
Cheers, my friend.
- 11:45 am - Sat, Mar 1, 2014
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L.T.D. - Love is What You Need / Shine On
Crystal Gayle - Paintin’ This Old Town Blue / Talking in Your Sleep
Ratt - Wanted Man / She Wants Money
Journey - Send Her My Love / Chain Reaction
The Gap Band - Party Train / Party Train extended party mix edition
Rick Springfield - I’ve Done…
Absolutely delightful. Thanks for the dance.
- 8:53 pm - Fri, Feb 28, 2014
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Oblong Robber — Friday contemplation
- 69 Plays
An Instagram moment brought me to the piano this evening.
I had a vision of “Your Song” by Elton John, the latest piece I’m trying to learn, set just right underneath the piano lamp. These days, I don’t fret too much about learning new pieces. I peck away at them over time and no longer worry when my fingers refuse to cooperate and a part doesn’t sound quite right. I just play until I grow tired, and then I resort to noodling. I do a little each day, sometimes more if the mood strikes.
Tonight, a certain progression caught my fancy, and I drifted off, lost in the low light, the gentle chords, and the quiet Friday when I had nothing to do but play.
- 9:02 am - Sat, Feb 8, 2014
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The silence of a Saturday morning
Somewhere along the way, I lost the ability to sleep in.
Even a night of overindulgence can’t bring back the 12-hour snoozes of my youth. Right around 4 or 5 a.m., my body will jar awake, and these days, it often demands a groggy trip to the bathroom. I always return to bed, and sometimes, I can doze off for another hour or so.
Then the thoughts come, and the fidgets start. I think about what I have to do at work, about posts I should write, assignments I should grade, research I should research. I think about music I could be playing, movies I could be watching, books I could be reading. And then, I have to get up.
Of course, getting up doesn’t mean I actually do any of these things. I just think about them while sipping a cup of coffee and listening to the hum of our humidifier. The silence of a sleeping household is a rare gift.
Soon, Babe will wake up, a whirlwind of lists and activity, of things we need to get done. I am ever thankful because it is unlikely I would ever do anything without nudges driven by her insatiable desire for crossing items off lists. She is productive and organized; I am reflective and chaotic.
The animals will arise, with their needs to be fed, let out, and petted. Sometimes, our two indoor cats will howl and hiss at each other. The dogs may race around the house, and growl and bark. All will crave attention.
Lastly, the kids, the ones who can still savor those 12-hour layabouts under comforters, will awaken, hair askew, with no interest in conversation or puns or breakfast.
But I’ve had that moment of reflection, that break from the chaos. It is enough for the day ahead.
- 10:34 pm - Tue, Dec 10, 2013
I don’t know why, but 45 sounds so much older than 44. Perhaps it’s being on the other side of 40, closer to the 50 end, that it just sounds so old.
It’s the day after turning 45, so I figured the least I could do is have a little fun jamming in celebration. Cheers.