Trip Mosaic 6

Hey all, a brand New Trip Mosaic for all you heads out there!
As always a mish and mash of different styles. Tunes and pieces from the likes of Rafael Toral, Indoor Life, The Knife, Liars, Boredoms, Charlotte Gainsbourg, Cabaret Voltaire and Loose Fur (to name a few) intermingle with the usual bursts of noise, ambient passages and library music.
The set closes with a marvelous tune by Los Mac's, whose 1967 album "Kaleidoscope Men" was rightfully described by my mate Paul as "the Chilean Sgt. Pepper's".
This is also perhaps the longest Mosaic I've done so far (clocking at around 84 minutes).
Trip out!

Exploding Head Syndrome / Imploding Head Syndrome

Hi. I've made a new track. It's in two parts, the first "Exploding Head Syndrome", the second, "Imploding Head Syndrome". It's a bit abstract and fragmented. But I'm assuming that's just the way you like things. Listen below, I believe you can download it as well from Soundcloud by clicking on the arrow.
Exploding head syndrome / Implodin head syndrome by memoguerra

Gaze Mosaic Vol. 2

As promised, I now unleash the second and probably final installment of the Gaze Mosaic. This one's longer and I think a bit more varied. No Dean & Britta on this one, I'm afraid, but definitely a lot of "gaze" permutations: classic 'gaze, nu-gaze, metal-gaze, shitgaze, maybe even chill-gaze and no-gaze, whatever those last two may be. Also some ambient passages mingle with the likes of Jesu, Ride and hey! "Cigarette In Your Bed"! A Sunny Day In Glasgow!
So light up a big fat one up (or two, because that is TWICE as NICE) and drift off to a hypnotic, hypnagogic state: that state in which you find yourself in limbo, somewhere between waking a dreaming. You do not know whether something happening in the environment around you, or indeed if what you are feeling, hearing and seeing is real or a dream. I think that's my favourite state to be in. I cherish those moments when I go to sleep.
Behold!

Plexus, Solar

So I was working on this pretty long and complex tune. It was taking me ages to record each part, arrange it and mix it. I guess I got tired of it from working too much on said composition.
So I had to take a break on it and start something new. It had to be the complete opposite. So I produced this very noisy schizzo track. I finished it in a day, so I'm quite pleased with the spontaneity of it all. It turned out quite good I think.

R.I.P. Mark Linkous

First thing this morning, I learned the sad news that Mark Linkous had killed himself over the weekend. I was shocked in a way, only because his music has meant a lot to me over the years and it's always sad to hear news of this nature about someone who you felt you knew, if only through their records. But the other part of me wasn't as shocked, as anyone who is familiar with his history would understand.
Linkous recorded some of the most hauntingly beautiful music this writer has had the pleasure to hear under the name Sparklehorse. My introduction to him was his 2001 masterpiece "It's A Wonderful Life". As I digested the record, I was quick to pick up on a certain irony and cynicism in the title. It was such a moody album, perfect for a moody teenager such as myself back then.
What I learned (indirectly) from Mark was that it was OK to be a musical outcast. In artistic terms, you should do what you feel in your heart and hear in your head, no matter how complicated or fragmented it may seem to others. I also learned that if you have a strong vision or a very particular sense of a certain aesthetic, you should just go with it, even if it means going at it alone.
The time around 2001 and my introduction to Sparklehorse were my formative years as an artist. I was a curious listener, open to anything, and his music just made sense to me. It seemed very personal, so I wasn't too surprised to learn that for most of his output he had recorded every instrument, every little detail and all these tiny little nuances that only seemed to become more apparent with repeated listening. It wasn't surprising, but it was certainly very inspirational for me to do what I've been doing since. I think as an artist I owe a lot to Linkous and I know that I'm not alone in this.
I didn't know Mark Linkous personally, but he will be missed. Having said that, we've got all the great work that he did during his time on earth to hang on to. I'm sure it will continue to inspire new generations of young artists.
Thank you for the music Mr. Linkous. May you rest in peace.

A Wall

And here's one that dates back to around 2007-2008CE (roughly). It''s off an album I did at the time called The Cosmo Polly Tang. Very Beasties influenced.
The only reason I'm posting this now is because it's been getting some blog love. That's right, people are now starting to catch up with what I did a couple of years back. Will it always be this way?
A Wall

A Crush

And track 6 from Petit Morts. This one's about a creepy stalker. I sing from his twisted, obsessive point of view.
The picture up there is famously known as "The Most Beautiful Suicide". On May 1, 1947, Evelyn McHale leapt to her death from the observation deck of the Empire State Building. Photographer Robert Wiles took a photo of McHale a few minutes after her death and was published in Life Magazine, I believe. She landed on a New York City cab. Her pose looks elegant and serene, her body laying on the crushed roof of the vehicle. (Crush, see what I've done there?)