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My Rhythm Science

I just sampled Paul D. Millers Rhythm Science and listened to the CD 3 times this afternoon. Not bad indeed. The idiot, griots, a West African historian, storyteller, praise singer, poet, musician. Dub tradition, audio alchemy, encoding, the mix, sound collage, sampling, wildstyle, carnival, parade, fragments, algorithms of everyday life, detournement, the past, history, my history. Music from the invisible machine, music from my machine, music is always a metaphor, music reminds me of my past, what could have been, what will be; “the more you have heard, the easier it is to find links and to recognize quotations…the difference is that people have a more emotional approach toward music” (pg. 56). Maybe I can dig what this guy is talking about, maybe I can’t. Why would I want to remix DJ Spooky’s remix? Why would I want to remix at all? What if I prefer to mix my own mix? What would my mix look like…it’s all in the mix right? My earliest memories of music started in the 60’s and my mother’s vinyl 45rpm days of Marty Robbins and Herman’s Hermits. I can still hear “Henery the eighth I am I am, second verse same as the first…over and over and over again. My mix would start with my first clock radio (my day’s version of the invisible machine) and Casey Kasem’s American Top 40 show in 1970. Kasem's signature sign-off was "Keep your feet on the ground and keep reaching for the stars." It was all a young teenager needed to dream of seeing the world and traveling to exotic places. Elton John and his hit “Rocket Man” gave me the inspiration to dream big and the Army gave me my “Ticket to Ride”. My mix would continue in the flavor of David Loggins’ “One Way Ticket To Paradise”, England Dan and John Ford Coley’s “Soldier In The Rain”, through the esoteric sounds of fusion jazz and Jon Luc Ponty’s “Cosmic Messenger” or mind bending acid rock of Pink Floyd’s “Speak To Me” and Alan Parsons tune “I Wouldn’t Want To Be Like You”; but of course I could lay back with a few tracks from The Flying Burrito Brothers or Dan Fogelberg’s LP “Souvenirs”. Mr. Miller talks about writing becoming his own temple; mine has always been finding and appreciating artists and songs that speak to me on a deep level and maybe to write a bit in the end. I currently have a collection of over 10,000 songs; so few because I had to start over a few years ago, after all my vinyl and magnetic tape were stolen. My mix continues today with my ghost in the Pandora mixing machine in the form of Indie Pop, New Age, Alt Rock, Experimental, Acid Jazz, to Meditation and New Acoustic. You see, my life is a mix on the “Ventura Highway” overlooking “Moon River”. I don’t feel the need to remix any of it. The mix itself is the joy I get from laying down a pristine track of “Wouldn’t It Be Nice” by the Beach Boys and transcending time and space to a simpler day. If it is true that it is all in the mix, well I like mine plane and uncomplicated. Call me square or unhip if you like while I add variety to my Punch Brothers radio station. “I don’t care what you say anymore this is my life.”