Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Debut Album - Piece of Pi

Good day to you people! Though in the midst of a heavy downpour nearing the end of summer, I am proud to say that I have finally completed a summer's worth of music in my debut album as "The Final Score" entitled "Piece of Pi," an official unofficial soundtrack based on "Life of Pi by Yann Martel. Genre? All I can tell you is that it's a soundtrack. Think of it as a guy spending hours on his laptop or PC on a music software reflecting on a book he's so inspired by while brainstorming for his "sound" in the process of making mock scores for each significant scene in the book. That was a mouthful... Anyway, my musical randomness would probably be my sound. For the meantime, I have posted links below for the tracklisting of the album. My summer as well as the book (which I highly recommend) can be best described by this album. Enjoy!


1. π (Pi's Theme 1)
2. The Piscine Molitor (Mamaji's Theme)
3. Pondicherry Zoo
4. Hinduism (Power)
5. Christianity (Sacrifice)
6. Islam (Devotion)
7. June 21, 1977
8. Sinking of the Tsimtsum
9. Hyena (The Cook's Theme)
10. Orange Juice (Mother's Theme)
11. Richard Parker (Pi's Theme 2)
12. Fear...
13. The Dream Rag (Asphyxiation)
14. The Storm
15. Mexico (Salvation)

Monday, June 6, 2011

Love Song

Me and my big mouth are feeling productive tonight. Oh! Where are my manners? Welcome to a new segment of me and my big mouth entitled, "Writer's Block," my musical catharsis. What's special with Writer's Block is that you and only you, my faithful readers, get a glimpse of all the tracks I have under this project. I will not post material for Writer's Block anywhere else. Now that's something. This is... my musical diary of sorts.

Though the music does most of the talking, there's always a back-story to how the song was made in the first place. So here goes my first post...

Love Song. It's different from your typical love song, I can assure you. I was sort of angry when I made it... for the same reasons expressed in "Face Value." It was after that wedding... It's not the wedding which made me feel that way, rather the cycle of love. The emotional warfare despite the sweetest and most passionate of emotions. I'm into synths, strings, and piano so I made an effort to distort them in a way (using MIDI) that it sounded like a messed up rock song. There are no guitars here...

The melody at first doesn't seem to go together yet fits each other so well. The mood slightly changes in the middle as if someone was in a process of self-conflict, and totally gets revamped at the end after all the emotional release. The "love" is finally audible at the second part of the song when the true gentle melody can be heard. I would so want to make lyrics for this, but I need the emotional push which I already dumped into this song. Enjoy!



P.S. I use MAGIX 14-16 to make my songs. I hope to be a producer/composer someday...
P.P.S. I called it "Writer's Block" for a reason. When I got nothing to blog, I make music. That's me and my big mouth for ya!

Face Value

Greetings from planet Earth! Me and my big mouth are back with more crazy backtalk and fictional hullabaloo.

So okay, after attending a wedding two days ago. I started to wonder, why do people try to look so good for these occasions? Then the answer, "It's a special occasion, we should look better than we usually do," comes up. So are we saying that we don't look good as it is? Are we trying hard to look better than we usually do IN THE EYES OF OTHERS? That sounded pretty wrong. Next question: "Why should the bride and groom look the best in the wedding? Aren't they adorable enough together with their love as it is?" Just seeing those two together makes my heart melt itself...
So are we trying to imply that people actually like the effort others put into making themselves less of themselves and more of what society wants them to look? I mean sure you look dashing, sure you look gorgeous, but is that how you look like when you wake up? Unless your shower has cosmetics and socially-accepted charm for water...

Who are we fooling? We're totally blinding and disillusioning ourselves. It's a simple chain reaction. Person A thinks he/she will not be accepted, so he/she tries to look "better." Person B, seeing the example set by Person A, will try to make himself/herself look as good if not better (or at least acceptable) like Person A. Person C will see Person B, so on and so freakin' forth.

Back to the topic, society is totally eating itself alive. Someone who wants to stand out and be individual will not be considered a part of society. Upon shown signs of "not belonging," he/she is forced to conform since he/she is human (a social creature, "No man is an island," yadda yadda yadda...). Society kills individuality. Society likes the efforts its members put into being a part of it. Sort of like figurative mind control. "Your dress looks nice, you smell good, your hair is absolutely lovely, is that a new haircut?" All superficial socially-induced compliments.

Do they really like you or your hair, dress, and scent? Do they really like your hair, dress, and scent or THE ACT of putting on that hair, dress, and scent that day? Do they really like that act of putting on that hair, dress, and scent that day or THE EFFORT you put to becoming less of you? What happened to: "You're an awesome person, always there to help, you're more active today, I love how you think." And all the abstract qualities which are less accessible from the clutches of society...

Hmmm... even I can't do anything about it since I partake in such a vicious cycle. But the truth is, it takes one person to create a big impact in society. The chain reaction is broken when one person does not conform but creates a society of his/her own. However, the problem restarts when the rest of the people conform to that person. Thus, a new society is created. It's like a self-sustaining and self-consuming fire that eats its own oxygen in an attempt to kill itself which actually makes it stronger.

Well, there you have it readers. After not having issues for a while, it's great to be back and blog back. Me and my big mouth have spoken. What can you do? Society is. PERIOD.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Diaryhea

Sorry for the inconveniently long wait! Me and my big mouth are going through hard and stomach-churning times, literally. Apparently I have diarrhea for 4 days and counting... Huh... just when I snagged the summer vacation opportunity for regaining weight from the hustle and bustle of college life, I lost it all in a span of four days. Oh well, on to the diary.

Dear Diary,

How are you doing? Yeah, I'm fine. I've never been better. I mean that in the most ironic way possible. These past few days just made my summer a piece of shit. That's an understatement. I meant pieces of shit. Excuse my explicitly graphic words but what can you do, Diary? You're just an online excuse for the real thing. You don't have paper, ink-splattered self-expression... heck, you don't even exist. But that's fine with me, 'coz you're awesome that way.

Well, this summer ain't all bad, Diary. I've finished 12 tracks of my 18-track debut soundtrack album for Life of Pi. I can't wait to release it. I'm not really expecting much so I'm giving it away for free. Everyone has the right to music, right Diary? If you can call what I make music... I don't really blame you. Music is subjective. It's not about who made it, what it sounds like, when it was made, the lyrics, the rhythm, harmony, quality, instruments involved, techniques used, and especially the price. It's about the feeling one gets listening to it. What do you know, Diary? You don't have feelings. You only have 'em 'coz I pretend you do...

What else has happened to me, you ask? I'm becoming more... experimental. I've decided to go beyond softwares, synths, and midi for music production. I'm trying to incorporate natural sounds to my material. Imagine, the sounds of my stomach rumbling, a basketball, footsteps, drinking water, raindrops, snoring, bones cracking, a motor engine, TV static, and more. Non-instrument instruments if you will. I'm just so inspired by Bjork right now. Don't worry Diary, I'm still doing pop, acid, house, and electro. Just expanding my horizons, that's all.

It seems like you aren't much of a talker, Diary. I usually do the talking for you. Anyway, I'll end this conversation. I've still got other blogs to attend to. I'll leave you with thi statement. Life is a piece of shit. No matter how much you shine it, disguise it, deny it, and enjoy it, it's still shit. It's just a matter of getting used to it. So I guess this is where I add: WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT.



Sincerely mine,
Me and My Big Mouth