3Keay Bandcamp

Trying to find my music people. I have read that if you (meaning me) feel good about the music you’re creating, that it is worth sharing, there are people out in the world that will appreciate it too. Trying to navigate this via social media and music streaming sites etc is confusing and disheartening at best. Covid has precluded any thoughts of performing live, though I really enjoyed performing “Live” on Twitch over New Years as part of a Lines streaming event.

Now I am trying to share more directly via online radio. This process is much more like show submissions in the ART world. Sending mp3’s is a little weird, but some folks just ask for Bandcamp links, so I finally got around to populating a bandcamp page located at: https://3keay.bandcamp.com/

Creating it was a small thing, but I feel like getting that in place along with music on the various streaming services was an accomplishment. If you have read this far and like weird ambienty downtempo music, give me a listen.

screenshot of my page on BandCamp

Santa Teresa Park in the rain

Coyote Peak Transmitter

Ok, let’s start with the annoying. What is it exactly about how trails, pedestrian paths, sidewalk closures, etc. that the people managing these things can’t post a sign at the entry to the park or at the last fork in the trail where you could still change your mind and path? I see this all the time, there is trail work a mile down the trail, but the notice is placed in the last 50 meters of that mile. Now your stuck with a choice, turn around and retrace your steps or bushwack around the obstruction. Maybe I am the unreasonable one….

Regardless, got out for a hike to Coyote Peak in the storm today. Hiked up into the clouds and wet. Muddy with a capitol “M”. No great infinity views, just the hush of clouds, rain and wind. AND the airplanes in pattern flying over the hill, but unseen in the fog.

Hoped for some cool sounds for the entire hike, ears on full alert, but only got one fun little recording at the end. This is the final hillside and a herd, flock, group? of quail are all over the hillside under the scrub. Great wide field recording. I didn’t bother with noise reduction on this, no “clean” section to sample, so its a balance between the air noise and the quail.

Quail under brush and flying in, frogs….

Pauline Oliveros

Once upon a time, a million years ago, when lizards flew and dinosaurs walked the earth….well, sometimes it feels that way. College has become something of a blur for me.  Undergrad and later grad school, I can’t really tell which is which, but way back then I met an extraordinary woman named Pauline Oliveros

At the time I was working with Allen Strange in the School of Music and Dance, he made a point of announcing  she would be doing a talk and seminar in the coming days.

I don’t recall to much about her, only that she was older and reminded me of another professor I had even more in the way back.

The first exercise we did in a room of many people was vocal.  It was based on breath and tone.  Everyone was to take a breath and then exhale singing a tone (even loud humming).  So, everyone starts together, but quickly it moves into a strange flowing chaos as people have different rates of breathing.  What was cool and not especially intuitive was how occasionally everyone would come back into sync.  Like two loops running at slightly different speeds going in and out of sync over time.

Deepish Birds 2017

Example of stereo loop of a forward and reversed snippet of a bird song going in and out of register.  You can here it when the two little “hoots” sound simultaneously.

Here is a clearer example, though harsh:

Chirp Sound made of two loops going in and out of sync or phase

The effect of Oliveros’s demonstration was profound.  The room would go out of “phase” and then return, giving the effect of order rising from chaos.   She mentioned doing this with instrumentation though I never got to see or hear a presentation of this aspect.

The other thing she mentioned, which stuck with me, was the notion of “bandwidth” in humans (my word not hers).  Maybe I had heard it before, but never in a manner so testable.  In this case she was referring to the human ability to listen and hear.  She asserted that most people can attend to only a few sounds at a time.  She also mentioned that even acutely sensitive persons can only attend to about seven sounds simultaneously.  I have on occasion tested this.  Walking across campus or most anywhere.  Making a conscious decision to listen and make note of what I can hear before something drops out of my awareness.  Cause that’s what happens, the sound doesn’t necessarily stop, it drops out of your consciousness. It is when you are attending to all that you can hear at a given time.  She spoke of her, “Deep Listening” project/seminars which I see are still going on despite her passing.

Regardless, one of those chance meeting that continue to color my experience of the world.

Lake Ranch Reservoir

Lone frog

Lake Ranch Reservoir today.  A singular frog is croaking away.  I expect a greater chorus toward evening, but heading up there today was a bit of a lark.

Shotgun mic, but a lot of air noise, so I applied a solid bit of noise reduction.  The frog sounds ok, but you can hear some interesting distortions of the bird call following the very first croak.

It’s probably been a couple years since I was up there last.  They have done a lot of erosion control work. Matt and I used to run out here a fair bit, easy miles under forest canopy.