DUE TO AN UNEXPECTEDLY PUZZLING CHANGE IN TEMPERAMENT, "FLYING TO THE SUN" HAS MADE AN EARLY, ESCAPE LIFT-OFF, WITH NEGLIGIBLE RESIDUAL DAMAGE. LISTENERS WILL SOON HEAR A REMARKABLE REFERENCE EDIT, AS LUSH GRETSCH WHITE FALCON TREBLY TONES COME SEARING THROUGH, MIXED COMFORTABLY WITH ORGAN, BASS, HARMONICA, DRUMS, AND LYRICS. PJSTEIN WAILS OUT HIS EPIC NARRATIVE FOR 9 MINUTES, DETAILING THE PATHOS, ETHOS, MYKONOS, AND WHEAT TOAST OF AN INDIVIDUAL'S STRUGGLE WITH EMOTIONAL TYRANNY, IN A QUEST FOR EMOTIONAL LIBERATION.
peter j stein - uneasy pieces - metro noire: BLOG: A LONG WINTER
It looks like we have about 30 diverse tracks for "Flying To The Sun", and there remains the challenge of finding the best, acceptable mix, trying to include various elements that will not drown each other out, placing the vocals and instruments in various proportions, positions, volume,EQ,effects,etc.The process is challenging, and the choices are often made by a 'feel', simple reflections of one's personal tastes, with some basic acoustic rules.
For all of you who are waiting with baited breath (eeuuwww), I am hoping to start mixing my latest 2 songs. With help from a guest musician, Greg Gibaldi, we recorded some additional tracks for bass guitar and keyboard. There is a lot to choose from, and to balance, and I think that a good time will be forthcoming, when we blend all the elements together; I hope that you will hear some astonishingly pleasing mixes................pjs
A Long Winter, but worth the slow and deliberate birth of a new song
Posted on April 4, 2010 with 0 comments
It was a snowy, rainy, icy, windy Winter in the suburbs just outside of New York City, yet it was a blessing in disguise, a silver lining, a luck-of-the-draw, an opportunity-knocks, an all-things-come-to-those-who-wait season, for this cliche-ridden, part-time, free-lancin', good-as-his-last-game, song-writing, unnecessarily verbose guy, often fondly referred to as "me". With so much extra time, watching the white snow, watching the Winter unwind, feeling the virgin, crystalline flakes mock me, as I stared out my window at the icy streets, I took a 3 minute, 3 verse song, and stretched it, and stretched it, and stretched it even more, to its present status of grandeur, a 17 verse tune, over 9 minutes, 30 seconds, from beginning to end, capturing more than a few moments in time; check out these raw track clips, blemishes not excluded...........