Saturday, 5th November 2022

Well I guess if we are on an alien-made farm for humans then I guess it's kinda hard to see a real way out of that. My personal stance is that death and being taken away from this earth is most likely not as bad as being stuck on this earth forever. Whether that is in the form of AI consciousness or physical spirit bodies.

Our bodies are our vessels for our souls to travel to distant stars at the speed of light, where time stands still, and your particle of light doesn't age. So even if it takes the equivelent of 1,000,000 light years it is as though no time has really passed at all, because you haven't aged and time hasn't changed.

This soul particle falls from the light as soon as it has an individual thought. This individual thought gives the particle of light the very tiniest of masses but a mass nonetheless. This mass begins to attract more and more matter and as this happens the particle becomes ever slower through time, heavier through space, and gaining mass like a galactic snowball.

Your soul drops into the nearest most habitiable evnvironment into the most intelligent host available, which has so far been the human body as far as we are aware but soon AI and quantum computers will be able to hold these space-traveling-souls also. A consciousness sucked into a machine, trapped inside as data on-repeat and mathematical code. 

So yes, if I can leave my body and be amongst the light particles again I would rather that than be alive forever on this earth

Wednesday, 3rd August 2022

I was listening to my old compilation album 'No Heart's a Wasteland' and thought I may as well do a listen/commentary on it.

I LIKE YOU TOO

So all I can remember about this recording is that is was actually the 2nd take of this song. The first take being called 'I Like You', the 'Too' was added as it was take 2.
The first take was a very sickly sweet acoustic version and I didn't like it at all, so I made it very different in the 2nd take.
Using a drum machine (played 'live'), a detuned electric guitar as a bass as I didn't have a bass at the time, and taking cues from Nirvana's 'Drain You', and playful vocals, added 'Beatles-esque harmonies at the end harking back to Revolver.

ALISON ROSE

This song was actually written a year or 2 before this recording, and when I originally wrote it there was a line in the song inspired by Nena who then became the drummer on it.
Nena and her sister had a stall on Brick Lane Market and I went to visit them once, I remember they were selling T-shirts and one T-shirt has the imprint of a persons face on it, and when I came to write 'Alison Rose' the line 'I wiped her bloodied head upon my T-shirt' was in reference to this.
Little did I know that 2 years later Nena would play shows with me and record drums on the song.
We recorded it at Oliver Price's studio, and I came up with the bass line on the day, which I've never really been sure about. I felt I was doing a bit of a 'Modern Life is Rubbish' Blur-era bass line in the first verse, but actually it may detract from the vocals. Anyway, it was all done in a day and Nena did some amazing backing vocals. The screechy 'Rose, rose, rose roosesee' at the end is her, with the Pixies-infuenced deadpan 'Alison Rose, Alison Rose'. Great song

VICTORIA'S ROOF

This was a song recorded at Glen's aparment in Berlin when I went to visit him in the summer of 2008 before I went to Meadow Harvest Farm in Potsdam, NY.
I wrote the line 'Blue stars on Victoria's roof' in my diary (before phone notepads) because when I was on the Victoria Line on the Tube once I noticed these single blue stars stuck upon the ceiling in the carriages. I wondered why they were there. I wrote the lyrics using a very loose technique of linking the lines to the previous one
'Blue stars on Victoria's roof'
Became 'Secrets (Victoria) on her underground' (Tube line)
'Hiding (Secrets) from the wandering hands' (lingerie)
'Pulling up the weeds' (underground)

And used that technique throughout the song.
We recorded my guitar and vocal at Glen's apartment, but we only recorded a midi flute that day, the flautist recorded with Glen on another day and I never met her

ISABEL

I think I wrote this song really quickly, like in about 20 minutes. I feel like I pretty much wrote it and recorded it on the same day because the lyrics just flowed. The tuning is I think in open D, or similar. I'll figure it out when it's not too late to pick up a guitar.
I remember thinking 'I can do a Johnny Flynn-type song' and using his voice as a bit of guide to the conception of it.
I'm not sure where the name 'Isabel' came from, it wasn't inspired by anyone called Isabel. But I had written 'Alaistair' and 'Alison Rose' within the same time frame, so name's just seemed to come to me back then.

JEREMY'S GERMS

Can't remember much about this one at the moment, apart from thinking 'I could do a 'Libertine's-esque' song, even though I had never really listened to them.
Then adding an acoustic breakdown at the end. I remember recording it when I lived with my Mum in Croydon.

YOU CALL ME TOO LATE

Mostly written in New Orleans just after I had left the farm. I had gotten a Greyhound from Potsdam, NY to New Orleans which was over 24 hours travelling on a bus.
I had been hearing a lot of country music I hadn't heard before like Hank Williams, and Ernest Tubb, not forgetting Patsy Cline.
Recorded late at night on an Olympus voice recorder from 2007. Quality was pretty low, but works with the type of song it is

TBC

Sunday, 12th June 2022

Thought experiment on the future

2-tier society of the rich and the poor. Overall population will decrease and robots/AI will take over the jobs that historically the lower classes have performed. For those that can afford it there will be the hybrid humans that integrate AI into themselves effectively becoming a cyborg, and this race of people will oversee the robot/AI race, leaving the poorer humans in squalid conditions without any resources or healthcare etc, basically just a forgotten race of people left to fend for themselves.

The lower classes will be fed on lab-grown protein based food made at low cost with little nutritional value, whilst the richer classes will have the most luxurious and expensively produced products.

The cyborg race will feed off humans for transplants and blood with their aim being to live as long as possible, the lower classes will be grown in artifical wombs without family or traditional parents, taught to the most basic level of education and refused AI implants which would be kept for the cyborg class.

This class of people will be produced and kept at the optimal level of population, controlled by the cyborgs and robot class, kept in order with any dissent quickly snuffed out, Mass depopulation will be frequent as the revolutionary sectors of society are killed off and simly replaced with the artifically produced farm humans.

The lower classes uses will become more obsolete as robots take over their jobs, and as people need things to focus on so they don't become more disident their external reality will merge with the metaverse, keeping them occupied and numbed whilst simultaneously helping the AI to learn on a mass scale. These humans will effectively be billions or neural transmitters within the AI until there is no more left to learn from them. Once this happens there will be no real need for this class of people and they will be left to die out on their own gradually over a century or so. This will eventually leave the cyborg class, the robot class, and a relatively small farmed class, as well as a possible unconscious bio-material class which will be used for 'parts' for the cyborg class to remain as healthy as possible.

 Sunday, 13th February 2022

1. CORNERSTONE

If you ever feel alone or need to see a face
I will always be standing in this place
Take your time to roam exploring all the space
I will always be here right in this place

Like a stone to sit on when you walk on the beach
You don't have to worry if the tide covers me
And even when you feel like things are out of reach
Often they are closer than they appear to be

So cover me in sand as hours turn to weeks
Underneath the ground lies mountain peaks
Blow it all away and like Gobekli Tepe
Things can still be found once they are seeked

So even when you feel like there's nowhere left to turn
And everything you desire to touch starts to burn
All the things that exist have their own role to play
Your story's here to teach you how to find your own way

So wash away the tears and wipe away the years
Look towards the sky put your face to the sun
When nighttime comes around there's a moon that can be found
When there's no end to time there's no need to run

And if the world around us starts to collapse and fall
I will be right here if you ever want to call
Even though the heartbreak makes it hard to stay warm
Love's always appearing again in different forms


2. EVERDON

Everything was peaceful in Everdon
Talking to the chickens in Everdon
Eating mushrooms
No heat in our rooms

Twisting ankles, run in fields in the morning
Arguing with takeaway men some evenings
Shivering showers
Smoking flowers
Sunstroke drinking
Matress sinking

Don't be sad, funghi was had in Everdon
We took the weed and spread the seed in the garden
And flowers will grow
The wind will still blow
The lambs will still baaaa
By the water


3. ANOTHER NEW BEGINNING

Another leaf on a family tree
Brought up on dirt
An heirloom was handed down to me
Of empty worth

An incapable love
I will never be enough for
A broken star at the window
Left in the dark of the family home

Another storm and the branches break
A river takes them to the sea
Pulled under waves they try to escape
And come upon a shore eventually

Their past lives they drowned
With new roots growing underground
And no history written yet
With no memories to forget
Flowers bloom at the window
As a new life starts to grow
Birds on branches sing
Another new beginning


4. EVERYBODY'S ALWAYS CALLING ME

Everybody's always calling me
Everybody's always calling me
Why can't they let me be
Off the hook and ringing free
Everybody's always calling me

They don't learn I never take their call
They don't stop when I ignore them all
And even when I phone them back
They don't stop, they keep attacking me
Everybody's always calling me

All I want is some time alone
Away from dogs with electric bones
And instead of being at home
Oh how I wish that I were roaming

But everybody's always calling me
They seem to have insatiable needs
Will it ever be feasible
That picking up will end the trouble
Everybody's always calling me

They think I live in a silicon room
And exist inside a handheld tomb
But there is a place I could wander
And see a rainbow over yonder

Everybody's always calling me
But I'm away with the fairies, birds, and bees
And now I keep my phone turned off
Cause what I give won't ever be enough
Everybody's always calling me

5. KINDNESS

Playing games sure takes its toll
I have no more dice to roll
Lost everything in a hand I used to know

Thought I was saved ended up sold
Brought in the warm and left out cold
My heart was young but now it's getting old

And running out of time
Running out of lines for a story
There's no beat I can find
It's just a telling sign to ignore me

Losing things that I held dear
To grasp until they disappear
If they don't wanna stay then let them go

'Cause there's no game that I could play
That would ever make them stay
When I go all in they leave anyway

And there's no peace of mind
Telling me I'm fine to be lonely
I'll say another line
But take it as a sign to ignore me

I'm praying that we all will find
Somebody we can spend our time with
Everybody deserves kindness
Kindness