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Just saw an ‘a flicker, a spark’ edit might just go and fling myself off a building
#that last gif… la is that a flicker of sexual tension (what happens at ASG stays at ASG)#or am I misreading puppy brother behavior I SAW THE FLICKER TOO JES I THINK IT'S THERE!!!!!
RIGHT??? had to watch it like 10x over to confirm but I’m convinced
i knew i was gonna lose followers ive been gone so long~
Background Noise Final Thoughts
I keep calling these final thoughts, but what they actually are is thoughts on what I feel like is the final written draft.
They are open to revision until the moment they get published.
Even then, this is just final thoughts on the writing drafts, there are still recording/mixing drafts to take into account.
Regardless,
I chose to combine this song with another song, Constant Consonants, which I loved too much to drop entirely but did not think it had enough chutzpah to stand alone.
As such, Background Noise starts with Constant Consonants as an intro, and CC will play with the old vinyl filter, to make it sound like part of the past, while the first chord of BN will then strum in hard and clean as if the present is breaking through. To accommodate the poem I'm going to be reciting over it, I'll also have to slow down the CC track so it sounds warped.
This track is one of the most word heavy tracks on the album.
Over CC, I'm going to place a poem so that CC acts as background noise. (GET IT?)
The lyrics to CC:
Abraham, you may be long gone, but Abraham, your song carries on. Abraham, In my songs, you'll stay, so Abraham, You'll never fade away. Constant consonants— There's an echo of your name in my head. Ooh, come back to me.
The words to the poem that will be played over these:
I recognize your features in the presence of other men. The sharp turn in your smile, etched in foreign flesh, now bares another’s teeth. The wandering nature of your left eye resides behind glass, when once it was bare. The curve of your nose slopes down the profile of someone who I know does not carry the proclivity for swilling spirits with your enthusiasm or expertise. The tined nature of your outer ear branches out in the same way, curving and cracking toward a piercing I know you never had. And though I know your hair color was, at the very least, two shades darker than his, I can identify that the part and the peak are both familiar to me. I can delineate the measure of your forearm against my own, or calculate the breadth of each of your bones, and map out the junctures throughout your spine; When he speaks, though his thoughts are his own, his voice seems to match your imperfect pitch— his tone just as smooth, his diction, as rich— Here, you reside in his knuckles, his hands, his skin, scratched and callused, as though it were yours. Still, his chest does not sink in the rhythm yours did, and the rise has a moment of small apprehense— A flicker of something I cannot recall, which leads me to wonder how much weight a flicker can hold.
Essentially, I'm trying to draw out as many dimensions as I can from what I mean by "Background Noise." Also, I am setting up words and phrases that will be reprised later, so that their meaning can be warped and shifted throughout.
The main body of BN is pretty simply arranged: Baritone Ukulele, simple vocal harmonies, a rhythm to be played on the body of the uke, and piano interludes.
The piano interludes are actually transcriptions of the vocal parts in CC. I'll be reusing the chorus of CC after the chorus of BN, and the bridge of CC under the bridge of BN. I plan to also give the piano that crackle sound under the clean sound of the uke to maintain that idea that the past is breaking through into the present.
While I'm on that, I've decided to rename the album.
As it stands, the set of three will be titled Anastomosis, and the individual discs will be:
Telepathy and Table Manners
Phosphenes and Fireworks
Memories and Machinations
All of which are built to fit the idea of Past/Present/Future working together.
I'm also hoping to structure them as Act One, Act Two, and Act Three, but that'll be done more subtly and not be included in the naming.