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1. CONGRATULATIONS ON “THE PROPHET CURSE”! ARE YOU CONTENT WITH THE FINAL RESULT OR IS THERE ANYTHING YOU’D LIKE TO CHANGE?
For those of us outside the big label or government circuits there’s a whole seedy little industry that has sprung up to milk cash from indie bands. Of course there are some good people and legitimate companies and other exceptions that prove the rule but the vast majority of rock music contests have large entry fees and are get-rich-quick schemes that take advantage of the competing musicians’ desire to get rich quick themselves. Bands born wealthy can skip this whole process but unfortunately, for everybody else, the only way to get a shot at a big chunk of quality studio time or some cutting-edge new gear is through rolling the dice on shady contests and battles-of-the-bands – and it is just that, a dice roll. Not a single one is a true meritocracy, including the ones we’ve won. As for our reputation in Canada, well, I guess it depends on whom you.
Jeff picked the songs he was interested in recording from our catalogue of thirty or forty tunes so a lot of our heavier and/or poppier stuff remains unrecorded beyond the state of demos. I would have liked to swap a ballad for something more aggressive or club-bouncy. The record ended up being a bit of a weeper. There is a place in every collection for a good weeper, though. This may not be the kind of review you wanted but it is difficult to see one’s own work objectively.
I’d like to use some short dialogue samples, bits from speeches and other non-musical sounds. I’d also like to use different near-silences consisting of ambient, found-sound or natural environments, digitally modeled environments or even just the old-school technique of setting up microphones in various places and laying down a track or two of room ambiance. Manipulation of these quiet underlying tracks allows the songs to exist, for the listener, within varying spaces without our having to alter the signals and tone of any of the instruments. These little virtual-spatial details are important because we are trying, often over the course of a single song, to transport our audience from the bottom of the sea to the bedroom and then out among the stars - to achieve what the early LSD researchers referred to as a breaking open of the head. The storytelling travels those great distances, so why not the music too? On stage, live, we can express ourselves physically to the audience and so can leave most of the processors at home. But if we the members of the band agree on one thing it is that we like the epic shit. I am bored by bands that spend fifty thousand dollars trying to make their record sound like it was haphazardly dumped down onto a four-track one casual semi-drunken afternoon at rehearsal. It’s the audio equivalent of skateboarding vegan rockers who wear mauve under-eye-shadow so they look like they’ve got themselves a habit. I like to trip and the tunes that make me trip hardest are not necessarily complex or atonal but are sonically and lyrically intricate. I’d like to do a track with simple organic instrumentation but with heavily processed and digitally chopped vocals. There are also many production tricks I have heard elsewhere and am eager to try and apply – pitchshifted harmonies like Radiohead’s, vocal instrumentation like Bjork’s, massive virtual and physical reverb spaces like Sigur Ros’s, multiple mics at varying gate levels like mid-Bowie. Then I’d like to try and approximate the results live. This kind of experimental drive makes record industry people chuckle into the sleeves of their black leather blazers. But why even try to do something if it isn’t a challenge?
The songs took one day apiece to do all the tracking. If I remember correctly we’d do drums first with a simple guitar guide track. I’d do a guide vocal in the early afternoon, then all the other instruments would be laid down and then I’d do my main vocal tracking around midnight. It would be great to record everyone together at once but the size of room required in order to isolate the instruments for something like that, especially on a heavy song, is prohibitively expensive. We work fast in the studio because every hour wasted due to miscommunication between the band and the engineer or producer means dollars out of our pockets; dollars earned back at our shitty day jobs. We’ve self-produced and co-produced many times and so are now fairly fluent in studio-speak. None of us went to engineering school but we’ve all been playing for a while now and Glenn and I have both been sequencing and using MIDI interfaces and synths with computers since we were ten or twelve; starting with Commodore 64s and moving on to Mac Classics. We didn’t know each other back then, though. This makes it much easier to explain to the person at the console exactly how to manipulate a track to replicate what we in the band are hearing in our heads. Running the board yourself is a rush but I’d prefer to have a good, creative producer like Jeff or at very least a skilled engineer do so. The results will definitely be stronger.
I write a lot of slag songs about whom or whatever I find most disgusting at the moment, like something you might hear if dime-store pop philosophers battled each other like MCs. I also write about romantic attachment and how people, in order to be in love and not kill each other, will make radical adjustments to their personalities in the same way celestial masses will change properties as their gravities swirl them in relation. This can lead to either balance or collapse in both situations. I guess I ape the transcendentalists – I believe that all natural systems, including our most complex patterns of emotion, operate by the same big set of universal laws - so by observing the march of armies or the motions of the planets or quartz veining granite or the blossoming of a bar brawl or the interweaving currents of a river one can develop strong theories about, to poach a line from Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything.
Right now any unbiased prediction of events is bound to be terrifying or, if you are morbid like me, exciting. All indicators point to, at best, physical Armageddon or, at worst, a fugue state wherein nothing ever changes and people merely slot themselves into not just an intensely specialized career niche but also into pre-fabricated lifestyles constructed in emulation of some icon of the past – an idea which was described by Baudrillard and given a spit-shine for The Matrix. So it is, in these days, a curse to be a prophet because one could deliver no good news. But I would rather have prophets around than live in blissful ignorance. Nietzsche compared prophets to rock-monkeys – barely intelligent, shit-flinging and easily startled, but they can tell when a storm is coming long before you will.
The cover image itself is a bit tough to describe but I will try – keep in mind that it is photorealistic: under a sickly green chemical sky like a still convectional storm stands a character who seems the result of some Dr. Moreau sort of genetic cross-breeding between men and elephants. It wears a worn tweed suit. In its delicate skeletal hands it holds an old television set tuned to a channel showing birds winging against a clear and healthy blue sky. A gnarled tree winds up the right side of the image. Ghostly flames rise from Elephant-guy’s head. I could bullshit you all day on how the image relates to the music and lyrics but it would be just that, bullshit, because I am not Marco. I have my own ideas about what it means but I’d rather people either decide for themselves or ask him. I think it’s pretty damned beautiful, though.
The most electronic single, “Slash of Blue,” actually did quite well. We had no label or management but it was our first radio song and we licensed it to a couple television shows. It also won us one of those songwriting contests I was earlier slagging. I am proud of the job we did on “Retro Has No Future” with such limited resources – it caught Jeff Martin’s educated ear so we must have done something right. I think it contains some good simple songs and clever production tricks and I’m also proud of the title, which I think is a neat little original near-Zen tautology that sums up the way I feel about postmodernism.
We do have a development deal with Dead Love Records (www.deadloverecords.com/index.php), a small label from the UK, which is turning into a bit of a management deal as well. They’ve been very good to us – it’s nice to have PR materials designed with no time involvement by us arriving ready-made in boxes from Taiwan and to be able to get a loan to do our second duplication run of “Prophet.” DLR is also helping set up our European tour this fall – you can see the itinerary on their site – if you or anyone you know will be up near Amsterdam from mid-September to mid-October you can catch a show and tear it up with us. I think there are eight gigs to choose from as of now. The best way to make a living now as a musician is to build a loyal audience in as many towns as possible in as many countries as possible, play with other musicians you like and trust, charge a reasonable price at the door, always keep your best shit for the stage, and have a lot of different records, remixes and crazy merchandise to sell. The corporate circuit may come with higher-shelf whiskey and better-heeled tarts but you have no behavioral freedom and end up with less money if not in irredeemable debt. I’d still take it in a flash, though, just for the ride.
At the opposite end of the spectrum, the record got a bad review from a Canadian website in Alberta – they thought it sounded “white bread” like Nickelback and Korn. I think it sounds like neither - of course, it would be nice to sell as maany records as either. I am not sure what white bread sounds like – it is fairly quiet from my experience. None of us really like either of those bands, though, so it bothered us. Then the same website reviewed our live show and said it was heavy, violent and operatic. That was much closer.
My lyric style is informed more by Leonard Cohen and Rumi than by the Ramones or Elvis Costello and more by Immortal Technique and Henry Rollins than by Ron Sexsmith or Chris Martin. I think Thom Yorke is a good lyricist. I think Paul Simon was a great lyricist, before he married Edie Brickell, while Princess Leia herself was still his self-appointed “intellectual geisha.” I wonder if they ever role-played the whole Jabba thing? At home now I listen mainly to foreign-language vocal music and orchestral music written in the early twentieth century – Orff, Gershwin, Sibelius, Strauss, Shostakovich, Copland and Grofe are on the current playlist. I like rangy athletic singing. Layne Staley, Thom Yorke, Kurt Cobain, Bjork, Chris Cornell, Bono, Ritchie Havens, Chris Robinson from the Black Crowes, Martin Tielli from Rheostatics and John Fogerty all influenced my own style, along with some guys you might not expect like Anthony Williams of the original Platters and, again, Stan Rogers. I learned some very useful stuff from Jeff Martin. I like Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan and other Qawwali singers as well as some from Central Africa and the Caribbean. I am interested in exploring new sounds with my voice and then using them within the context of metal. I am not at all interested in making songs that sound Pakistani or Congolese or whatever I am sourcing but I am definitely interested in stealing their vocal tones for a riff or twelve. I heard the other day on internet radio some singing group from the high plains of nowhere, somewhere, who do with their voices these choruses of wind and snow and water and other high plains of nowhere sounds. That shit was sick. The rest of the band likes all different things. Brian is a big fan of Stone Temple Pilots, Van Halen, Dio, Black Sabbath and a million other bands. His knowledge of arena metal is encyclopedic. Glenn likes thrash like Bolt Thrower, grooves like Kyuss, heavy stuff like Rage Against the Machine, Clutch and Helmet (I also grew up on those) and we both still listen to conscious hip-hop like Immortal Technique and Mos Def, all the Green Lantern shit, which we try to force upon the other two with regularity. Teddy is still new to the band so I’m still not sure what his favorites are but I do believe he likes the heavy shit.
As for paintings, Lawren Harris to Soviet graphic design to Dali to Kandinski/Klee. I am looking forward to going to the Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam. Day-tripping.
Christine Parastatidou
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