Agents In The Mystery
This entry was posted on Wednesday, August 31st, 2005 at 12:50 pm by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Hide And Seek / Imogen Heap
Word Of The Day: Widdershins / Anticlockwise; backwards, in the reverse order or direction to normal.
If you want an exceptional, soaring experience of just how cool music can be, go to iTunes and download Imogen Heap’s song Hide And Seek. Holy shit. As in “that is the sacred consecration of one human voice making astonishing music.” It’s just her voice. No instruments (save a vocoder), and if you think accapella music is for doo-wap and barbershop quartet, think again. This song has no real category. But its so immediately compelling, I was magnetized to it in one or two seconds. Everything about it, the words, melody, rhthym, timbre of her voice- it’s stunning and perfect.
I haven’t blogged in quite a while, ya’ll, and I’m hip to that ya’ll. It’s not that I don’t like to blog anymore, but I’ve been on a non-stop rock safari for like two months. Never a down minute, and it’s all been good good good. I spent the last five days on the lot at Henson Studios in L.A. finishing tracking on my new album. Yes, we still use the word ‘album’, as in ‘collection of work’. Would you prefer I use ‘opus’? Me either. Anyway, Alex Gibson, Nate Jenkins, Rupert Hine, and myself have been plugging away night and day to hurry up and finish tracking. And we did it! I finished my last vocal (Glass) about a half hour before I went to the airport. Tracks on this album at this point:
Glass
Easter
Innocent Three Way
Voodoo Dolls
Murder Suicide
What
ACDC
Good Weird
Rape Game
Dirty Purity
Before Beyond
Parker Posey
In my opionion, Glass is probably the best song I’ve ever written. I aint’ sayin’. I’m just sayin’. Anyway, it would be fair to say that concluding this epic project has involved an olympic donation of time, energy, money, and patience from everyone involved. For starters, my producer Alex Gibson has literally been working around the clock for months and months on this project and has yet to receive a penny for his brilliant effort and devotion. To the contrary, he’s spent plenty of his own money to keep it going. Paying musicians, purchasing materials, acquiring studio time. Same goes for our engineer / band mate Nate Jenkins, who’s created the time-intensive sonic scapes on songs like Easter and Before Beyond that constitute what Rupert (and us by proxy) call “MOOD LOCK DOWN”. Cool phrase, huh? Yeah. It means the groove and vibe of a song is so strong and perfect that in the first few seconds of the song you get Mood Lock Down. MLD. And Rupert? He’s been working for free too. In fact, Alex, Nate, and Rupert have not only all worked for free, they’ve donated 100% of the studio time to this project. We’ve recorded in three different studios on the Henson lot, plus Alex’s home studio, we keep skooching through the labyrinth of Love, each new phase a surprising wonder. But this team effort has not been limited to the studio. To even make it possible for me to go to L.A. to finish this album, my angelic friend Brandy George FLEW TO DENVER and literally stayed at my house 24 / 7 for five days watching my precious daughter Ara. You see, my wife is an emergency crisis worker for Boulder County. When she’s on-call, I stay home and watch Ara for that week or week and a half. When she goes off-call, I go out on the road and do shows. That way we don’t have to get day care. We just don’t want day care, no offense to those of you who use it, we just don’t want to do that. So, our schedules are very, very tight. I only have about 10 days a month I can really tour and do shows. However, there was just no way on Earth that we were going to finish the album unless I got my ass to L.A. in August. Had to happen. But it couldn’t happen. We tried and tried to figure it out, my wife and I looked at the calendar over and over, brain stormed, but the only period of time that would work for Me, Alex, Nate, and Rupert to all be together in L.A. was right when Marci was working. Unless one of our friends flat-out stayed in our house for five days and watched our daughter, it wasn’t going to happen. I shit you not, if I could not have made it to L.A. to finish the album in August, it would have been delayed till next year. I considered myself totally fucked. On a whim- a divine whim, I called Brandy and said “uh…. would you ever… want to fly to Denver and baby sit for five days??” I was squinting, preparing for the inevitable “UM, I’m insulating my attic that week.” But, she was like
“YeeeeaahhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! I WOULD LOVE TOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!”
So, Brandy flew to Denver as I flew to L.A. and watched our daughter for five days while my wife did her emergency work, pulling kids out of Meth houses, crack houses, and the like. And I made rock and roll. My wife is the biggest star of all. She’s had to deal with unbelievable challenges to facilitate this music, this album, this career. I’m gone gone gone, travellling. She and my daughter travelled a lot with me last month, going to New York and Pennsylvania with me on tour, which was so, so fun, but also hard for a little two year old girl. When they dont’ travel with me, my wife wakes up at 5am every day, takes care of our daughter while doing paper work, fielding emergency calls, cleaning the house, doing the landscaping and yard work, paying the bills and keeping our lives in order. I watch Ara days that I’m home between 3 and 8 hours a day, but my wife has carried an enormous responsibility caring for our daughter to make it possible for me to tour and make music. All told, I’ll have spent over a month in L.A. making this album. My wife and daughter will be with me about one week of that. It has taken donation and support from dozens of people to make it possible. Starting with all the people who supported the project financially, putting up tens of thousands of their own money to pay for studio time (the parts we had to pay for), to those donating time and energy, to those working on the album for far less than they deserve (Andy McEwen, Brian Dillon, and the other singers, drummers, and musicians who came in to track for little or no money).
My point is just this: There’s no such thing as ‘Stuart’ making a new album. It takes dozens of people helping in innumerable ways (most of them anonymously, from a simple devotion to the Mystery) to get such a thing off the ground. It truly is an integral event. I’ve experienced on album after album, but it seems to have reached a whole new order of depth and dimension on this particular album. I may sound like a new age wacko, but I’ll tell you in complete sincerity that I feel a presence and larger purpose at work on this album, and I feel incredibly fortunate to be a participant in its unfolding. I’m not sure what it’s up to exactly, but I sense it’s really, really cool and kick ass, and it has to do with the Mystery. I know for sure that the work we do in this chamber -the chamber of vibrational transmutation which is constituted and conducted through this set of relationships- is a metaphor, to a degree. The album itself is a sort of decoy, or symbol, like everything, including your face and the computer screen you’re staring at to read this. I don’t mean to freak you out- well, yes I do- but you’re face and the computer screen and the author of these words are in all actuality a fluxing singularity. Very often working on this project and in particular working with Alex Gibson, I have this distinct, unmistakable experience of the Mystery flat-out fucking WINKING at me. Just moments, they’re like Deja-Vu but not quite. They’re more like episodes where the I-Outside-Of-Time lifts several veils in an instant, and my identity becomes nothing but a peculiar flash-recognition of what’s operating before, beyond, under, behind, above, and below the convincing assembly appearances that ‘Stuart’ has once again mistaken for reality. Then, it’s ALL animated, every person, every object, every quality, is fully inhabitated by the Mystery -IS, God, Buddha Nature, whatever you want to call it- and it’s just hilarious. I’m one of those things which is also all of those things. My soul, my essential Self (that which migrates from life time to life time) easily registers and orients itself in this context. It has no resistance or vertigo, it’s perfectly resonant with it. My frontal structure (my personality, my body-mind, the vortex of preferences which establish themselves through oppositional boundary) on the other hand, is like “HOLY SHIT… WHAOOOO…JESUS….WHA????”. And that’s all cool. As it should be. It tends to walk around for hours, talking to the subtle and causal bodies going “did you SEE that? did you fucking just SEE THAT SHIT???” and the subtle and causal bodies are like “yah. like, for the billionth time, our practice is the self selfing the self and the self selfs the self with the self by the self for the self. k?”
remember that scene in Mulholland Drive where they’re watching that lady, with the incredible, mind-blowing voice sing acapella in the theater, and it’s so deeply transfixing, and then the singer fucking collapses, and the music keeps going, and its a recording? yeah. it’s all there.
Agents In The Mystery
This entry was posted on Wednesday, August 31st, 2005 at 12:50 pm by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Hide And Seek / Imogen Heap
Word Of The Day: Widdershins / Anticlockwise; backwards, in the reverse order or direction to normal.
If you want an exceptional, soaring experience of just how cool music can be, go to iTunes and download Imogen Heap’s song Hide And Seek. Holy shit. As in “that is the sacred consecration of one human voice making astonishing music.” It’s just her voice. No instruments (save a vocoder), and if you think accapella music is for doo-wap and barbershop quartet, think again. This song has no real category. But its so immediately compelling, I was magnetized to it in one or two seconds. Everything about it, the words, melody, rhthym, timbre of her voice- it’s stunning and perfect.
I haven’t blogged in quite a while, ya’ll, and I’m hip to that ya’ll. It’s not that I don’t like to blog anymore, but I’ve been on a non-stop rock safari for like two months. Never a down minute, and it’s all been good good good. I spent the last five days on the lot at Henson Studios in L.A. finishing tracking on my new album. Yes, we still use the word ‘album’, as in ‘collection of work’. Would you prefer I use ‘opus’? Me either. Anyway, Alex Gibson, Nate Jenkins, Rupert Hine, and myself have been plugging away night and day to hurry up and finish tracking. And we did it! I finished my last vocal (Glass) about a half hour before I went to the airport. Tracks on this album at this point:
Glass
Easter
Innocent Three Way
Voodoo Dolls
Murder Suicide
What
ACDC
Good Weird
Rape Game
Dirty Purity
Before Beyond
Parker Posey
In my opionion, Glass is probably the best song I’ve ever written. I aint’ sayin’. I’m just sayin’. Anyway, it would be fair to say that concluding this epic project has involved an olympic donation of time, energy, money, and patience from everyone involved. For starters, my producer Alex Gibson has literally been working around the clock for months and months on this project and has yet to receive a penny for his brilliant effort and devotion. To the contrary, he’s spent plenty of his own money to keep it going. Paying musicians, purchasing materials, acquiring studio time. Same goes for our engineer / band mate Nate Jenkins, who’s created the time-intensive sonic scapes on songs like Easter and Before Beyond that constitute what Rupert (and us by proxy) call “MOOD LOCK DOWN”. Cool phrase, huh? Yeah. It means the groove and vibe of a song is so strong and perfect that in the first few seconds of the song you get Mood Lock Down. MLD. And Rupert? He’s been working for free too. In fact, Alex, Nate, and Rupert have not only all worked for free, they’ve donated 100% of the studio time to this project. We’ve recorded in three different studios on the Henson lot, plus Alex’s home studio, we keep skooching through the labyrinth of Love, each new phase a surprising wonder. But this team effort has not been limited to the studio. To even make it possible for me to go to L.A. to finish this album, my angelic friend Brandy George FLEW TO DENVER and literally stayed at my house 24 / 7 for five days watching my precious daughter Ara. You see, my wife is an emergency crisis worker for Boulder County. When she’s on-call, I stay home and watch Ara for that week or week and a half. When she goes off-call, I go out on the road and do shows. That way we don’t have to get day care. We just don’t want day care, no offense to those of you who use it, we just don’t want to do that. So, our schedules are very, very tight. I only have about 10 days a month I can really tour and do shows. However, there was just no way on Earth that we were going to finish the album unless I got my ass to L.A. in August. Had to happen. But it couldn’t happen. We tried and tried to figure it out, my wife and I looked at the calendar over and over, brain stormed, but the only period of time that would work for Me, Alex, Nate, and Rupert to all be together in L.A. was right when Marci was working. Unless one of our friends flat-out stayed in our house for five days and watched our daughter, it wasn’t going to happen. I shit you not, if I could not have made it to L.A. to finish the album in August, it would have been delayed till next year. I considered myself totally fucked. On a whim- a divine whim, I called Brandy and said “uh…. would you ever… want to fly to Denver and baby sit for five days??” I was squinting, preparing for the inevitable “UM, I’m insulating my attic that week.” But, she was like
“YeeeeaahhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! I WOULD LOVE TOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!”
So, Brandy flew to Denver as I flew to L.A. and watched our daughter for five days while my wife did her emergency work, pulling kids out of Meth houses, crack houses, and the like. And I made rock and roll. My wife is the biggest star of all. She’s had to deal with unbelievable challenges to facilitate this music, this album, this career. I’m gone gone gone, travellling. She and my daughter travelled a lot with me last month, going to New York and Pennsylvania with me on tour, which was so, so fun, but also hard for a little two year old girl. When they dont’ travel with me, my wife wakes up at 5am every day, takes care of our daughter while doing paper work, fielding emergency calls, cleaning the house, doing the landscaping and yard work, paying the bills and keeping our lives in order. I watch Ara days that I’m home between 3 and 8 hours a day, but my wife has carried an enormous responsibility caring for our daughter to make it possible for me to tour and make music. All told, I’ll have spent over a month in L.A. making this album. My wife and daughter will be with me about one week of that. It has taken donation and support from dozens of people to make it possible. Starting with all the people who supported the project financially, putting up tens of thousands of their own money to pay for studio time (the parts we had to pay for), to those donating time and energy, to those working on the album for far less than they deserve (Andy McEwen, Brian Dillon, and the other singers, drummers, and musicians who came in to track for little or no money).
My point is just this: There’s no such thing as ‘Stuart’ making a new album. It takes dozens of people helping in innumerable ways (most of them anonymously, from a simple devotion to the Mystery) to get such a thing off the ground. It truly is an integral event. I’ve experienced on album after album, but it seems to have reached a whole new order of depth and dimension on this particular album. I may sound like a new age wacko, but I’ll tell you in complete sincerity that I feel a presence and larger purpose at work on this album, and I feel incredibly fortunate to be a participant in its unfolding. I’m not sure what it’s up to exactly, but I sense it’s really, really cool and kick ass, and it has to do with the Mystery. I know for sure that the work we do in this chamber -the chamber of vibrational transmutation which is constituted and conducted through this set of relationships- is a metaphor, to a degree. The album itself is a sort of decoy, or symbol, like everything, including your face and the computer screen you’re staring at to read this. I don’t mean to freak you out- well, yes I do- but you’re face and the computer screen and the author of these words are in all actuality a fluxing singularity. Very often working on this project and in particular working with Alex Gibson, I have this distinct, unmistakable experience of the Mystery flat-out fucking WINKING at me. Just moments, they’re like Deja-Vu but not quite. They’re more like episodes where the I-Outside-Of-Time lifts several veils in an instant, and my identity becomes nothing but a peculiar flash-recognition of what’s operating before, beyond, under, behind, above, and below the convincing assembly appearances that ‘Stuart’ has once again mistaken for reality. Then, it’s ALL animated, every person, every object, every quality, is fully inhabitated by the Mystery -IS, God, Buddha Nature, whatever you want to call it- and it’s just hilarious. I’m one of those things which is also all of those things. My soul, my essential Self (that which migrates from life time to life time) easily registers and orients itself in this context. It has no resistance or vertigo, it’s perfectly resonant with it. My frontal structure (my personality, my body-mind, the vortex of preferences which establish themselves through oppositional boundary) on the other hand, is like “HOLY SHIT… WHAOOOO…JESUS….WHA????”. And that’s all cool. As it should be. It tends to walk around for hours, talking to the subtle and causal bodies going “did you SEE that? did you fucking just SEE THAT SHIT???” and the subtle and causal bodies are like “yah. like, for the billionth time, our practice is the self selfing the self and the self selfs the self with the self by the self for the self. k?”
remember that scene in Mulholland Drive where they’re watching that lady, with the incredible, mind-blowing voice sing acapella in the theater, and it’s so deeply transfixing, and then the singer fucking collapses, and the music keeps going, and its a recording? yeah. it’s all there.
Smells Like Ween Spirit
This entry was posted on Sunday, August 21st, 2005 at 2:51 pm by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Smells Like Teen Spirit / Paul Anka
Word Of The Day: Fag / English palance for cigarette
Want an interesting perspective on smoking from a Rock ‘N Roll legend. Well, read this article by the man who wrote Stepping Out, Breaking Us In Two, Is She Really Going Out With Him, and many other pop-rock classics. I gotta hand it Joe, I loved his book and I really dig his offerings on this and other subjects.
I just bought the entire new Paul Anka album on i-Tunes a few days ago, and have been listening to it non-stop. This really cathes me by suprise because I’ve never like Paul Anka, and I certainly wouldn’t have expected to like something like his new album, which is a big band / swing album entirely comprised of him covering rock classics. Smells Like Teen Spirit is on there, and to move the decimal once more on the ulikely odds of me liking the album, I’ve never liked the song Smells Like Teen Spirit. On top of it all, I have it on real, real good authority is a complete fucking asshole, and treats his musicians like shit. Trust me, I have it from an incredibly reliable source. Well, despite all that, I saw Anka do Teen Spirit on Letterman, and I was like “this is fucking good. holy shit.” So I went to iTunes, bought the album, and it’s fucking awesome. I love it. Conceptually, it sounds like something Ween would do. But you’d be surprised (at least I was) at how incredibly good these arrangements are, and how well these songs translate to the new medium. Many songs on here I hated in their original form (Bon Jovi’s My Life is one) that I now like. Fucking Eye Of The Tiger is on it, and I like it. Get this: One of the best tracks is a cover of Hello by Lionel Richie. I think this is the best cover album I’ve ever heard. It’s really got a timeless feel about it. Course I’m in a big band mode lately. Listening mostly to Frank and shit. It’s funny cuz it’s pretty much the opposite of my new album coming out this fall. My new album is largely a techno / electronic produced affair. They’re still songs, and the collection is as good as I’ve ever had. I’m really, really pumped for this thing to come out. Looks like Novembe at this point. Still searching for a title. Have been spending lots of time editing my DVD lately. Life looks like this when I’m off the road:
9am / Wake up. Have a big glass of water. Then a huge glass of coffee (double extra, really fucking seriously strong).
9:15 / Drive to the atheletic club.
10am / Either swim laps in the pool for 45 minutes (back stroke, doing tonglen meditation on planet earth while swimming) or do yoga for 90 minutes. I alternate, two days swimming, third day yoga. Yoga is hard. So is swimming, but yoga is deep and hard. Wha? Drink more water. Eat some vegetables and fruit, protein drink.
12 / get back home, put daughter down for nap, meditate till 1pm. (zazen, i start by saying “is the Master in? then the master says YES!! and i sit as the master. other times, if the master is too active, i’ll ask for Non-Seeking Mind, and sit as NSM. drink water when done.
1pm / Ara wakes up. have lunch, go to park, play around. try to keep her from spinning into oblivion on the park equipment, as she is alarmingly enamored with altered states induced by play ground rides.
3pm / start doing work. book shows on computer, handle various business items, promotion, finances, work on new album stuff. start drinking Diet Coke. eat some nuts. huge nuts. holding the nut sack.
6pm / dinner with family. water, vegetables, fish, that type of shit.
8pm / back out to studio. play guitar and edit video until 1am.
1am / go to bed.
once a week wife and i go to therapy with a buddhist psychologist dude, and plus we work in the yard a lot too. my side projects i’ve kept going are the language (Isara) i’m creating, doing calligraphy (japanese style), and lots and lots of cleaning. cleaning the house, the studio, the yard, the cars, the shed, you name it, my fixer wants it CLEAN.
Smells Like Ween Spirit
This entry was posted on Sunday, August 21st, 2005 at 2:51 pm by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Smells Like Teen Spirit / Paul Anka
Word Of The Day: Fag / English palance for cigarette
Want an interesting perspective on smoking from a Rock ‘N Roll legend. Well, read this article by the man who wrote Stepping Out, Breaking Us In Two, Is She Really Going Out With Him, and many other pop-rock classics. I gotta hand it Joe, I loved his book and I really dig his offerings on this and other subjects.
I just bought the entire new Paul Anka album on i-Tunes a few days ago, and have been listening to it non-stop. This really cathes me by suprise because I’ve never like Paul Anka, and I certainly wouldn’t have expected to like something like his new album, which is a big band / swing album entirely comprised of him covering rock classics. Smells Like Teen Spirit is on there, and to move the decimal once more on the ulikely odds of me liking the album, I’ve never liked the song Smells Like Teen Spirit. On top of it all, I have it on real, real good authority is a complete fucking asshole, and treats his musicians like shit. Trust me, I have it from an incredibly reliable source. Well, despite all that, I saw Anka do Teen Spirit on Letterman, and I was like “this is fucking good. holy shit.” So I went to iTunes, bought the album, and it’s fucking awesome. I love it. Conceptually, it sounds like something Ween would do. But you’d be surprised (at least I was) at how incredibly good these arrangements are, and how well these songs translate to the new medium. Many songs on here I hated in their original form (Bon Jovi’s My Life is one) that I now like. Fucking Eye Of The Tiger is on it, and I like it. Get this: One of the best tracks is a cover of Hello by Lionel Richie. I think this is the best cover album I’ve ever heard. It’s really got a timeless feel about it. Course I’m in a big band mode lately. Listening mostly to Frank and shit. It’s funny cuz it’s pretty much the opposite of my new album coming out this fall. My new album is largely a techno / electronic produced affair. They’re still songs, and the collection is as good as I’ve ever had. I’m really, really pumped for this thing to come out. Looks like Novembe at this point. Still searching for a title. Have been spending lots of time editing my DVD lately. Life looks like this when I’m off the road:
9am / Wake up. Have a big glass of water. Then a huge glass of coffee (double extra, really fucking seriously strong).
9:15 / Drive to the atheletic club.
10am / Either swim laps in the pool for 45 minutes (back stroke, doing tonglen meditation on planet earth while swimming) or do yoga for 90 minutes. I alternate, two days swimming, third day yoga. Yoga is hard. So is swimming, but yoga is deep and hard. Wha? Drink more water. Eat some vegetables and fruit, protein drink.
12 / get back home, put daughter down for nap, meditate till 1pm. (zazen, i start by saying “is the Master in? then the master says YES!! and i sit as the master. other times, if the master is too active, i’ll ask for Non-Seeking Mind, and sit as NSM. drink water when done.
1pm / Ara wakes up. have lunch, go to park, play around. try to keep her from spinning into oblivion on the park equipment, as she is alarmingly enamored with altered states induced by play ground rides.
3pm / start doing work. book shows on computer, handle various business items, promotion, finances, work on new album stuff. start drinking Diet Coke. eat some nuts. huge nuts. holding the nut sack.
6pm / dinner with family. water, vegetables, fish, that type of shit.
8pm / back out to studio. play guitar and edit video until 1am.
1am / go to bed.
once a week wife and i go to therapy with a buddhist psychologist dude, and plus we work in the yard a lot too. my side projects i’ve kept going are the language (Isara) i’m creating, doing calligraphy (japanese style), and lots and lots of cleaning. cleaning the house, the studio, the yard, the cars, the shed, you name it, my fixer wants it CLEAN.
Back in town, ya’ll
This entry was posted on Friday, August 19th, 2005 at 1:08 am by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: My Lean Baby / Frank Sinatra
Word Of The Day: Gamophobia / Fear of marriage
Wow. I’m home. It’s so nice. Woke up, went to the club, went swimming laps for an hour, took a steam room, took a sauna and put those stern jets on my ropey muscles, and then went to the grocery store with my wife and dot and picked up some olives. Came home, meditated, then began the intensive catch-up of work on music business stuff. I’m weeks behind on the business side of the equation, booking shows, handling promo, and the like. I’m looking forward to it. I’m truly erect, feeling bouyant and expectant. One problem only: Can’t stop singing My Lean Baby from Frank. I WISH I had written that. So nice. So easy. So cute.
Back in town, ya’ll
This entry was posted on Friday, August 19th, 2005 at 1:08 am by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: My Lean Baby / Frank Sinatra
Word Of The Day: Gamophobia / Fear of marriage
Wow. I’m home. It’s so nice. Woke up, went to the club, went swimming laps for an hour, took a steam room, took a sauna and put those stern jets on my ropey muscles, and then went to the grocery store with my wife and dot and picked up some olives. Came home, meditated, then began the intensive catch-up of work on music business stuff. I’m weeks behind on the business side of the equation, booking shows, handling promo, and the like. I’m looking forward to it. I’m truly erect, feeling bouyant and expectant. One problem only: Can’t stop singing My Lean Baby from Frank. I WISH I had written that. So nice. So easy. So cute.
Stuart in a Bodhisattva sandwich after his show last weekend in Bethlehem, PA (with Rich and Nicole Fegley).
This entry was posted on Thursday, August 18th, 2005 at 6:04 pm by Stuart Davis
Stuart in a Bodhisattva sandwich after his show last weekend in Bethlehem, PA (with Rich and Nicole Fegley).
Stuart in a Bodhisattva sandwich after his show last weekend in Bethlehem, PA (with Rich and Nicole Fegley).
This entry was posted on Thursday, August 18th, 2005 at 6:04 pm by Stuart Davis
Stuart in a Bodhisattva sandwich after his show last weekend in Bethlehem, PA (with Rich and Nicole Fegley).
Where Stu Go?
This entry was posted on Sunday, August 14th, 2005 at 11:49 am by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Crazy / Seal
Word Of The Day: Sacralgia / Pain in the sacrum
You guys, I want to apologize for the lapse in blog entries. I have simply been going 24/7 for several weeks now, travelling from denver to Seattle, Portland, Saan Francisco to New York to Pittsburgh, non-stop motion and in the few days i’ve been home it’s been all video editing. I’ve spent about 14 hours a day editing video in my studio in a mad rush to finsih the DVD on schedule and have it out to you this fall, and that will indeed be the case! I also happened to throw out my neck last week, in a hilarious turn of events that had me flat on my back for two full days. I basically became completely immobile due to some bizarre thing with my neck going completely fucking haywire. LIterally could not move for 48 hours, just laid on the concrete and stared at the ceiling. I believe it had something to do with not drinking any water for a month, not sleeping, not doing yoga, and carrying heavy, awkward music gear from end to end of the continent. Ha! I’ve learned. I’m back doing yoga, and I’m dedicated to drinking more water, carrying less gear, and returning my body to its gazelle-like agility in short order. The body really is an amazing, mind-blowing gift. I’ve been in dialogue with mine ever since the neck went out, and I can sincerely say I’ve entered back into relationship with it. I have deeply enjoyed ALL of the work I’ve been doing, touring has been completely fucking awesome -every city has been its own kind of magic. Last night in Bethlehem, PA was SO fun to meet new friends, and that is the case every where I go, meeting the people is always the highlight for me. My wife and daughter have been with me on several legs of this tour, and that’s been a blast as well. My daughter (two years old now) goes fucking berzerk on airplanes. She becomes a consumate explorer. Working on editing the DVD has been utterly engrossing. I feel SO jazzed about it, I’m really, really glad it’s not going to be a concert video. This DVD is entirely composed of the stuff between concerts, behind stage, all the moments that inform the music, but it’s not a concert DVD, and I believe that will be a very good choice. I simply noticed that personally, I do not watch concert DVDs. Even of my very favorite bands, I really would never watch a concert DVD more than once. BUT, I will watch the other kind of footage more than once. When I rented the Tenacious D DVD, I would watch those episodes over and over. But not the concert. The Talking Heads Stop Making Sense DVD is probably my favorite concert DVD of all time, but I would still only watch it once a year or so. I watched Alanis Morissette, Bjork, and many other artists to prep myself for this project, and what I came away with was that I really did not want to watch footage of people doing live shows (as a customer) I wanted to watch the lifestyle stuff in between. I would be totally interested in watching a DVD on Tori Amos the person, but even though she’s one of my favorites when it comes to music, I don’t want to watch a concert DVD. So, I took that approach on my DVD. I just put together 100 minutes of the twisted, weird, funny footage between shows, on the road, at home, etc. It has footage from my tours of Holland, Canada, West Coast, East Coast, and all through the Midwest, but it’s very very light on actual performance footage. I like it a lot. I’ve been fortunate to be very involved in the actual editing, I have an iMac at home that does it all- Final Cut, baby! Woo!
Where Stu Go?
This entry was posted on Sunday, August 14th, 2005 at 11:49 am by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Crazy / Seal
Word Of The Day: Sacralgia / Pain in the sacrum
You guys, I want to apologize for the lapse in blog entries. I have simply been going 24/7 for several weeks now, travelling from denver to Seattle, Portland, Saan Francisco to New York to Pittsburgh, non-stop motion and in the few days i’ve been home it’s been all video editing. I’ve spent about 14 hours a day editing video in my studio in a mad rush to finsih the DVD on schedule and have it out to you this fall, and that will indeed be the case! I also happened to throw out my neck last week, in a hilarious turn of events that had me flat on my back for two full days. I basically became completely immobile due to some bizarre thing with my neck going completely fucking haywire. LIterally could not move for 48 hours, just laid on the concrete and stared at the ceiling. I believe it had something to do with not drinking any water for a month, not sleeping, not doing yoga, and carrying heavy, awkward music gear from end to end of the continent. Ha! I’ve learned. I’m back doing yoga, and I’m dedicated to drinking more water, carrying less gear, and returning my body to its gazelle-like agility in short order. The body really is an amazing, mind-blowing gift. I’ve been in dialogue with mine ever since the neck went out, and I can sincerely say I’ve entered back into relationship with it. I have deeply enjoyed ALL of the work I’ve been doing, touring has been completely fucking awesome -every city has been its own kind of magic. Last night in Bethlehem, PA was SO fun to meet new friends, and that is the case every where I go, meeting the people is always the highlight for me. My wife and daughter have been with me on several legs of this tour, and that’s been a blast as well. My daughter (two years old now) goes fucking berzerk on airplanes. She becomes a consumate explorer. Working on editing the DVD has been utterly engrossing. I feel SO jazzed about it, I’m really, really glad it’s not going to be a concert video. This DVD is entirely composed of the stuff between concerts, behind stage, all the moments that inform the music, but it’s not a concert DVD, and I believe that will be a very good choice. I simply noticed that personally, I do not watch concert DVDs. Even of my very favorite bands, I really would never watch a concert DVD more than once. BUT, I will watch the other kind of footage more than once. When I rented the Tenacious D DVD, I would watch those episodes over and over. But not the concert. The Talking Heads Stop Making Sense DVD is probably my favorite concert DVD of all time, but I would still only watch it once a year or so. I watched Alanis Morissette, Bjork, and many other artists to prep myself for this project, and what I came away with was that I really did not want to watch footage of people doing live shows (as a customer) I wanted to watch the lifestyle stuff in between. I would be totally interested in watching a DVD on Tori Amos the person, but even though she’s one of my favorites when it comes to music, I don’t want to watch a concert DVD. So, I took that approach on my DVD. I just put together 100 minutes of the twisted, weird, funny footage between shows, on the road, at home, etc. It has footage from my tours of Holland, Canada, West Coast, East Coast, and all through the Midwest, but it’s very very light on actual performance footage. I like it a lot. I’ve been fortunate to be very involved in the actual editing, I have an iMac at home that does it all- Final Cut, baby! Woo!