All the sorting patterns, much excite. Its been a minute since I sat down with the intention to record something. That thought ended up taking all day to get it the way I wanted. Turns out I still enjoy making a bunch of noise. This was the 9th take. I used two Teenage Engineering OP-1s running through a TX-6 mixer and recorded it into Cubase over USB-C.Read more "Ambient-101122"
Communing with ghosts
This album was originally released on Humanhood Recordings as a paid release. Here it is on my own Bandcamp page as a free download. It may not be your cup of tea but I made it for myself and it is mine. I am still proud of it, the work it took to make it […]Read more "Communing with ghosts"
One Morning of the World
I was invited to create a track for the Internet Radio show “Each Morning of the World” which is based in France and is rebroadcast globally. Here it is: https://chaquematindumonde.bandcamp.com/track/a-morning-in-chennai?fbclid=IwAR0KXcaUzEDgtW0cOGVoWb6361F6r_icw-to4xv0gLQi25rEAXNHh_u1T1wRead more "One Morning of the World"
Programmed to seek for ever
A message from the temple. Titled, “Programmed to seek for ever” We are all programmed in so many ways. From our first day of life we have had our parents, family and peers telling us how to live. Western religion tells us that we must keep on coming back to them in order to […]Read more "Programmed to seek for ever"
My father used to tell me “musicians are nothing more than trained chimps”. I’m still trying to make music, for myself. And what other people think is none of my business.Read more "Trained Chimp"
Communing with ghosts…
“Communing with ghosts” by JMoNoisey was released today on Humanhood Recordings.
When I was 5 my family moved from the North of England to Madras (now Chennai), India. We were there during the 1971 war with Pakistan, the Ghost War. Two years later we moved back to England and less than a year after that my Mother died. I have lived most of my life without memories of her except for that time in India.
The day after Christmas in 2016 I went to India looking for those places that my Mother loved. I found them inside myself.
I recorded many of the samples used on this album on that trip, the tracks were recorded using an Elektron Octatrack, A4 and RYTM, some Eurorack modules and various effects pedals.
These tracks are all one-shot recordings, almost no editing of the content was done afterwards except for normal mixing and mastering steps.
Producing it was cathartic, I let go of a lot of pain I have been carrying around for too long. I am grateful.Read more "Communing with ghosts…"
Luck, not skill.
At six-thirty a.m. on December twenty-sixth, 2001 it was cold in Chicago, right around twenty-five degrees on the thermometer outside my kitchen window. I drove my Porsche 928 to work that day because my Audi was still in the body shop. The Porsche wasn’t stock, none of my cars were. It had headers and some […]Read more "Luck, not skill."
Breakfast at the Shelby Cafe
The decrepit couple shuffled their way into the diner, they were dusted with snow and didn’t bother to brush it off. They had to be in their 90’s, it took a solid New York minute to traverse the ten feet from the doorway to their booth. “Where’s my bag Bill, I TOLD YOU TO BRING […]Read more "Breakfast at the Shelby Cafe"
So fucking hard to be a dog in India…
It’s so fucking hard to be a dog in India. No one pets them, people stand away and keep their hands close, just-in-case. Like being a man in America, but who would trust THAT dog. Who, in their right mind anyway. Dogs carry disease and go from docile to snarling in less than a heartbeat. […]Read more "So fucking hard to be a dog in India…"
What I do.
By Jamie Howton, 2013 I dig myself holes, the blackest of emotional oubliettes that I willingly and repeatedly climb down into. No light penetrates. No love is perceivable. The end is right there. I wallow in my own despair, my own sorrow, my own anguish this is a poisonous place, it doesn’t support real life. […]Read more "What I do."