Monday, 7 December 2009

The Old IV-I-IV-I...


I don't have absolute pitch, but I do have the beginnings of it; when listening, I'm often overwhelmed in a sort-of Proustian way by the memory of another piece of music, which always turns out to be in the same key. I suppose with practise I could hone this down to naming the notes themselves, but it's a bit late for me to become a child prodigy so I'll just stick with what I have thank you very much. Anyway; after writing yesterday's post I've been pissing around at home a bit with the 'Liebestod', and as I was playing with it I involuntarily made one of these musical connections, and seeing as yesterday's post was about the ubiquity of a certain progression, and seeing as it's the end of a decade that was at least partially defined by the technique, I decided to do something about it: I made a mashup.

It's horrible. Paul Morley would not be proud.

3 comments:

rosamariastriegel said...

每個人生命中都可能遇到貴人,這些貴人不一定真的尊貴,他可能是陌生人,也可能是你的敵人。..................................................

socialism and/or barbarism said...

It may be horrible, but... there is indeed a pure melancholy of repetition to the chord progression, and there's something about the bad shamble here that draws it out. Sort of like the undertide of the mash-up form itself, its quiet Gymnopedieac desperation.

John said...

this i like