I’m sitting here in my lounge room with coffee and a good film, and I’ve been thinking over the last few weeks.
I have many sides to me in terms of musical expression. I started out on keyboards when I was 10 years old, recorder in grade 8, piano, finally picking up a guitar when I was 16. Now I’ve gotten back into synths/electronic music, done my first EP, and am getting at least three more records out by the middle of next year (fingers crossed), I’ve been exploring other musical sides to my inner coin so to speak.
I love all music. There’s very little in the musical spectrum that doesn’t appeal to me (Justin Bieber/One Direction/Kesha etc. being the exception – music with no soul is noise with a backing track), and I’ve decided to stop making music with a chronic case of tunnel-vision. When I got serious about music I would not let myself play anything other than a VERY narrow palate – first it was electronic music, then heavy metal.
Lately, I’ve noticed how stifled I’ve been feeling. I’ve come to the conclusion that stopping myself from creating or using an idea just because it didn’t suit what I’m working on at the time was not only artistically frustrating, but morally questionable. I say morally questionable because what right do I have to deny myself the chance to create music when I’ve been blessed with a (somewhat) ability to create music.
So with that in mind, I hope to enter a new phase in my career, one which will encompass more ideas, more ways to express myself. For starters, I have a new heavy metal project named Natale Solum, a project which blends melodic Celtic-flavoured melodies with black metal soundscapes with a strong emphasis on history and what we can learn from history
I’m also putting together ideas for an ambient record, which will represent my interpretation of a bleak future where the line between man and machine are blurred to the point of oblivion, where technology has become our religion, our God.
Even more music – I have this idea of creating a very bleak, rusty, wind-swept record with old acoustic guitars, rusty drums, trying to evoke that small-town, dusty feeling you get when it’s hot and the wind is dry. I grew up in a town with a population of less than 800 people so maybe that’s where it comes from.
So there we go – I’ve decided to embrace my eclectic side and just create – there’s no bad ideas, only different ideas. Where that will take me, only time will tell.
Thanks for your time, and thanks for supporting me. I won’t soon forget it.