Posts tagged “free

Another story published by Ether Books (and it’s FILTH)

MF bleeder

Internet short fiction publisher Ether Books has just published another story of mine as a free download.  This one’s called Lucky Bleeder, and was performed in London by White Rabbit at one of their Are You Sitting Comfortably events in 2012.  It’s about sex – of an unpleasantly strenuous kind – and it’s 666 words long, which was pure coincidence.

It can also be found in my recent Kindle compilation, The Gift of Fear.

The Ether app can be downloaded from iTunes here.


short story (re)published by Ether Books

Internet short fiction publisher Ether Books has just re-issued a story of mine as a free download.  It’s called Complaint from the Other World, was originally published in (print magazine) New Horizons; later performed in Brighton by White Rabbit at one of their Are You Sitting Comfortably events in 2010 – more on them in the previous post…

The Ether app can be downloaded here.  This enables you to read all kinds of stuff on the shiny modern appliance of your choice, and is therefore great.  (More writing-related news soon.)


Unpeeled album review + TOUR NEWS

The 13th August update of Unpeeled has very positive things to say about Glow in the Dark – “once in a blue one, you come across something of genuine interest”, for a start – and I’ve taken the liberty of quoting the entire review on the Press page.  Go to the site, though, it’s all good writing (and they clearly have excellent taste, eh?  Eh?!?).

Tomorrow sees the first date of MINOTAUR – South Seas Live in Sheffield.  Facebook pg for that specific gig here.

Wish me luck – or a gloriously messy death. x


Pay to Play, to Pay for Paying… to Play

sour grapes or the cold, sharp wine of truth?  You decide.  But it’ll cost ya…  well, nothing actually

There’s a debate – which can only get more heated – about whether music should be free.  About the dynamic created for makers and consumers of music by the Free Culture – or Freecult, as I prefer to call them because it sounds stoopider (of course, they’re too numerous to be an actual cult, and are in most cases motivated by the prevalent tech-enabled custom of lax, myopic greed rather than any coherent ideology).  To clarify, these are the people who collect music like stamps – and never listen to 90% 0f it – rather than downloaders who then buy the product, or some of it anyway.  Yes: Product.

Of course money should be involved in music.  It’s been inextricably entwined with art since art existed; without patronage, no Iliad, no Odyssey, no Velvet Underground, no sustainable dance/electro music *ever* beyond the first amyl nitrate whiff of excitement, no X Factor (okay, baaad joke at the end there).  True, the major labels are getting what they deserve.  Unfortunately, the artists aren’t; while many I know or know of haven’t any problem in principle with giving stuff away – and this includes me – to “donate” the whole lot is, in essence, shutting out loads of artists who can’t afford to do that and sustain themselves or their work.  As well as carrying a stigma of bargain-basement loserdom.  This stuff tends to get downplayed in the current atmosphere of Future Boomer righteousness – or it did until recently.  Strange that it’s taken so long to be examined at a grass-roots level: and what it took was a common enough, albeit unthinking, admission from a National Public Radio DJ (hardly the big bad Music Biz Man).

So yeah, £££.  Obviously, it’s all in who the gelt comes from… corporate sponsorship, crowd-sourcing, arms deals…  and who it goes to.  On any lower echelon than superstar, it’s a vexed question (and I’m sick of labouring it, so will stop biting the hand that… sort-of… feeds now).  Besides which, you can chop logic about the moral pros & cons all day, but personally?  On a selfish level, I don’t really give a shit.

Perseverance for pennies: gotta be done, innit?  Well, up to a point.  Beyond that, it’s just slaughtering the golden goose.

If I could think of a viable strategy to get round this impasse, as hopefully someone will sooner or later, I’d be a fucking entrepreneur rather than a musician.  Or possibly a writer for sites like Gizmodo.com who “refuted” David Lowery with a barrage of meaningless stats.  But my point about sustainability – affordability – stands.  In effect, it’s like a new form of something I’d hear horror stories about from the bad old days: Pay to Play.  Who in their right mind wants that?  (And uh, don’t quit the day job btw – assuming you’re lucky enough to have one.)

A Footnote: speaking of Pay to Play…

Putting together a tour without the cradle of logistic and booking support, I’ve noticed something interesting.  I’m sure a lot of musicians in my kind of semi-legit position have run into something similar.

The era of literal Pay to Play (in London): a lot of venues demanded an upfront fee for the privilege of gigging to six uninterested alcoholics, the scarcely-more-animate sound engineer, and maybe two mates who were just there because they wanted into the keyboard player’s pants.  A promoter with a great deal of sense and integrity (and taste, obviously, as an ally of mine) urged me on several occasions: Never, ever, ever, pay to play.  It just encourages the practise, which must be stamped out.  It’s clearly a self-defeating way to go, and I won’t insult your intelligence by hashing over why this individual was quite right.   But a lot of venues – feeling the bite, so I fling no blame – are now getting into the habit of asking for a hire fee rather than actually promote a gig.  Often, in context, this is fair enough; but the implications are uncomfortable.

This may seem rather off the point of the rant above.  (God, I’m starting to moan as much as that St Saviour woman…)  But it’s a symptom of the same fucked economic model.  One alternative is free no-frills gigs, which in theory sounds nice but in practice means variable quality-control: there, see?  Free stuff sucks.  Can I buy some soil off you, please?


HARD SCIENCE on Radio Reverb podcast (Mixcloud)

Hard Science got a play on Radio Reverb 97.2FM on 29th May – thanks to Melita Dennett.  (I… <cough> might’ve mentioned it before…)

The programme was archived as a podcast and can be heard on Mixcloud here.  It features loads of other interesting music, so do give it a listen.


FUTURES & PASTS

old news and new news…

New: looks like I’ve finally got a band together, at least the strong framework of one.  All we lack – perhaps – is a keyboard or synth (or even laptop) player.  It’s sounding great so far…  Exciting stuff.

Also, been getting some more airplay on Brighton’s Burst Radio – do check em out.

Old: my former band Empty Vessels now has a Youtube channel here.  There’s live footage in 3 parts, and also loads of free audio on Bandcamp.  While I don’t want to make the mistake of raking around in the past too much, it’s worth a look.  It brings back the chaos and superhuman focused energy of those days – which, with a new band, are about to come round again.


Torrents! (Of bullshit)

SOPA won’t wash – hur hur hur

By and large, as a musician I expect to get ripped off occasionally; it’s an age-old occupational hazard.  This is why I’m not too bothered about torrent sites or other internet-based free music distributors beyond my control.  While I might find the principle behind them bogus and annoying, it’s just about possible to accept in return for the (theoretical) publicity it can generate.  And let’s face it, other options are limited.

Just before This Mucky Age was released, a ton of pirate downloads appeared on the net; one of the promo copies was ripped by a journalist and spread like a rash.  The only objection I could think of was that it messed up search results for this site; otherwise it was vaguely flattering, in a creepy sort of way… but begs the question, Why?!?  Somebody even went to the trouble of photographing the packaging.  It’s a decent pic, too; so ironically enough, I’m going to steal it.

While checking this out, I found bands begging to be pirated (the arse-kissing clowns) – either from wanting the extra exposure that these sites supposedly offer, or perhaps to be seen as inside the great big wonderful inclusive internet tent, instead of having a surly wank out in the rain.  And to an extent, there’s something in the righteous notions the… bootleggers?  Musketeers?  Cyber-scamps?… bandy about, of Opening Up Music’s Furthest Horizons Without Hindrance or Limit For Everybody, of sticking it to The Man, etc etc etc (when they bother to make excuses – usually making a bid for the moral high ground).

Still, it would’ve been nice to be asked.  At one point there were 80-odd leaked versions out there; not many in the scheme of things, but enough to say Okay, now you’re just taking the piss.  It can be remedied with a little effort, though: get a DMCA takedown notice issued, and the dark grapes of villainy wither on the vine.  Eventually.

This is why the US House of Representatives’ proposed Stop Online Piracy Act & Protect Intellectual Property Act  are disproportionate and inappropriate.  The main argument against is that these pieces of legislation are so vague and potentially all-inclusive that they could hobble the internet in the name of copyright protection – a concept that, as the proposals stand, can be extended to mean censorship (by blocking) of pretty much anything.  All this in the hands of a closed group of private interests.  But so what?

…After all, it sometimes feels like the www could do with a good witch-hunt purge; times when it seems to consist almost entirely of 2nd-hand crud – endlessly-circulated photos of dogs in fancy dress, people who can’t spell screeding out massive reviews of long-forgotten 80’s horror films, regurg’d gossip and contention, whatever.  Arguably it also devalues musical product – artistically, not just commercially – by reducing it to a bunch of files.  Burn the internet!

Yeah (that’s quite enough devil’s advocacy thanks), then what?  What’s left, other than scorched earth and Adele?  A slippery slope indeed.


Story published in Estronomicon Dec 2011

There was just one more thing…

A new short-short story of mine called Bitten by The Birds of Paradise appears in the Winter issue of horror e-zine Estronomicon.  A pdf can be found on the website of publisher Screaming Dreams.

It’s Xmas-y, inspired by a phobia/hatred of a certain type of vegetation, and carries no message or redeeming value whatsoever.  Check it.

Happy 2012: back soon.


rolling up the pavements…

…and pulling down the shutters till 2012

Okay, that’s enough for this year.  It’s been full, varied and interesting, which is all one can ask of any bunch of days.  (That’s in a personal and musical sense, btw.  On a wider political and economic scale, it’s been fucking terrifying.  This isn’t necessarily a bad thing either – in the long run, anyway.  At an impersonal level that leaves little room for individual fulfillment: o crush me, history with yr big hog-jowls of circumstance.  Nah… Fuck off.)

Currently trying things out with other musicians and finishing off album #2 – more news on that next year.  Also, my 2008 EP Episodes is due for re-release early 2012: further details in January.  All I’ll say now is that it’s loaded with bonus material and will have proper digital distro this time.

It’s interesting putting out music mainly via internet – there’s now no such thing as a hidden track, for instance: not really.  (One of the tracks on the original Episodes CD was hidden – it ain’t anymore.)  Even if they don’t spill every last bean, most sites actually say in the download spec, “this album/ep, whatever, comes with a hidden track”.  In effect, “look, you ADD-addled, not-yet-really-a-majority that we’re quite scared of and expects every-fucking-thing for free, on a plate, pre-mashed, explained in words of one syllable or less with a side-dish o’porn: free stuff, gratis!  Please like us, and here’s a message from our sponsors, etc”.  Don’t get me wrong – on paper, in theory, as a medium it’s great. But…  Call me old-fashioned, but it’s not very interesting, is it?  For either party in the transaction.

Perhaps things’ll cycle back to to crediting people with a bit of taste and acuity; doubt it though.  On the other hand, the 360-degree, access-all-areas thing we’re locked into now – it’s potential exposure, equals potential listeners, so it’s all good – hmm?  As you can see, not 100% sure where I stand on this issue (and it’s not like someone’s holding a gun to my head and forcing me to do any of this.  I don’t believe I’m automatically entitled to an audience either).  There’s got to be a better way – it’s just that no-one’s found it yet.  Still, all that’s for another blog entry.

Till then?  Merry X-mush, mush.  A Happy New Yr to you and yrs.

xxx


2nd album notes

“Ghostly shit skittering”?  What the hell’s that supposed to mean?  Well, it was in my production notes, must’ve made sense at the time…

Anyway, last night’s recording session involved miking up a rattling bowl of pebbles, working like a lunatic to get the guitars slightly out of tune in just the right kind of wayand stuff like trying to capture a bass with a “hydraulic whoosh“, “ghostly shit skittering” and “mouldy ice block synths“.  Oh, and that particularly tinny, lumpen kind of British bass guitar sound from 70’s glam rock – but that’s only on one track, don’t worry.

So, work on album #2’s still going very well – it’s got a tracklist, a title and cover art too, but it’s a little early to go into all that (it’s not appearing till next July, after all).