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It’s roughly been 12 years since I stopped playing music. Not that I haven’t picked up the guitar now and then to make noodles, but that isn’t the same. Playing in a band for a solid ten years, practicing 3 nights a week and playing shows on the weekend, takes up a tremendous amount of time and energy. Needless to say, when that all stopped it left a considerable vacuum in my life. Add that frenetic pace to the way that our band just slowly came apart, left me with a bad taste that only time could cleanse away.

I’m either all in or out. That’s how I do things. So ‘dabbling’ in music was not an option. If I planned on doing anything music-wise it was going to have to be a complete re-immersion (although not nearly to prior levels!).

Back in February I got a wild hair and decided that the time had come for me to see if I had anything left in me, musically. I went out and bought a new electric guitar, bass, electronic drums, digital mixing board, and a couple of amps. Anna and I rearranged the office to accommodate it all, and in an instant I had a place to make noise.

The first thing that I noticed about playing music by myself was that it’s lonely. Not sad, lonely, but the collaborative spark of others was something that I had taken for granted all of those years ago. Now that I had no one to bounce ideas off of, it was truly like learning to write songs all over again. I was excited at the prospect of having full control over what was being produced but the lack of a counterpoint(s) made me second guess myself more than I was used to, in the context of creating music.

Since I don’t write or read music, the first thing that I needed to do was come up with a system of putting the music on paper so that I would have a reference. When I played with other people, I would simply remember all of the music. But recalling the queues would often be triggered from the other instruments and since there weren’t any, I would have to come up with a system. This would prove to be the biggest challenge.

Eventually, I figured out a way. The result looks more like an algebraic equation that anything, but it did the job. Once I had this template (which combined all the instruments at once), I was ready to go.

This song is a bastardized version of what it originally started off being and the loneliness that I spoke about earlier is somewhat apparent in this tune. I have always gravitated to the slower, dirge-esque tempo but fully understand that an album full of down beat music is just that. I don’t know in which direction I will be heading on my new reunion with music, but I’m certain that the journey will be the reward.

Here is the link to the song, which is free to download, just drag and drop.

Hope that you enjoy it.

Aloha.

Download Song: Penumbra

Once you have clicked on the link above, go to the BLUE link at the bottom of the page to download the tune.

Stranger things have happened I suppose, but while searching through some old files today, I just came across a 310 page manuscript that I barely remember writing! It’s about a band called “The Tuesday Welds”. What it’s about, I have no clue although I do remember the character names and further searching revealed a very complicated story outline. It was written in 2003. I’ll post more excerpts in this category once I give it  a quick going over. Here is the first page (unedited):

The Tuesday Weld’s
By Roland Pacheco

Year 1

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Copper lifted the beer over his head, an offering to the gods of thunder. The foam ran down his arm into his armpit. He couldn’t hear a thing. The bodies that were pressed up against him, all moved as one, and he with them, a wall of flesh and bony angles. Like a drop of water in a surging sea. Everyone smelled familiar. He tried to ignore them because he liked to be ignored. But you can’t ignore what you are, no matter how you try.
Though he did regret his present situation.
The crowd responded by crushing him like a python,  his arm was beginning to go numb. Beer dribbled down onto his head and ran down his cheek. He felt hot breath on his ear. Then fingers like a dancing spider across his crotch. He tried to turn, caught an eye, a nose, someone’s teeth.
Did somebody just grab his junk?
There was only one thing that he could do. The beer would be gone, wasted if he didn’t act fast, but he had no other choice.
The good thing was that he wasn’t wearing a shirt anymore. Something happened to his hat. He only managed to keep his pants on because his belt was cinched so tight. It was easy to come to this conclusion. The thunder gods had already made the decision for him. Sealed his fate.Yar.
Putting his lips against his shoulder he poured the beer down his arm. He had to keep his body steady and his neck crooked or the beer would run up his nose, or worse, onto the floor. He drank half of it down before the crowd shuddered, releasing him from its steely clutches. Then he lost his grip on the bottle. It hit him in the face as it fell dowsing his ear hole with MGD, then was lost in the tangle of legs and feet.
Sated, he tilted his head towards the stage. The speakers blew his hair back like a breeze, massaged his heart like a giant sonic hand. The beer foamed on his earlobe as he closed his eyes and wailed back into the onslaught of sound. The music was so loud that he felt like he was screaming into a jet engine, but he didn’t stop. He was speaking to the metal gods, as they spoke to him.
Although he worshipped them exclusively, not all gods were created equal. These ones were good, decent even. Then the crowd surged once more crushing the breath out of him and he realized that he had to take a piss.