Dimebag guitar solo age 18
Check out Dimebag when he was a youngin, absolutely amazing. It makes a guitarist want to either play until their hand falls off, or just quit. |
Check out Dimebag when he was a youngin, absolutely amazing. It makes a guitarist want to either play until their hand falls off, or just quit. |
Ok ok, I decided to take an early Thanksgiving vacation, thinking I would be able to relax at my folk’s house, and get some quality posting in. Little did I know, their internet connection was recently disconnected, and I was stuck in smallville Minnesota without a way to update my blog. So I figured the best thing I could do would be to sit down with a notebook and write out my soon to be blog entries, along with writing and remembering guitar licks so that I could put a few more Rockin Recordings and Podcasts up. So they have all built up over the week, and now that I am back to technology I can transfer them from my notebook to here, sorry if it is a few too many posts at once, but there is no other way man!
Incubus, one of my favorite bands, has a new cd that is being released today. It is titled Light Grenades and the first single released is called Anna Molly. By the sound of the first single, they are picking up right where they left off from there previous album, but knowing them they have found a way to reinvent their sound again, exploring a whole new world in music. That is what I appreciate most about them, they keep changing their styles. They started out as sort of a thrash jazz band, and then moved their way closer to a funk heavy metal group, then on to lighter soulful rock, continuing to a soothing yet screeching alternative, then on to an experimental lash out jamband, which brings them to where they are now. I am not sure what they have in store for listeners now, but I am anxious to find out. Their guitarist Michael Einziger is what I believe is one of the most underrated guitarists out there. His licks are catchy but skillful, and his solo’s draw you deep within the sound. To me his works sound like a mix between a new age Jimmy Page and Tom Morello, but his are unique nonetheless. He has the crafted songwriting talents of Page, with the experimental groove like Morello. If you want a good example, find a way to listen to their last album, A Crow Left of the Murder, and listen to track 6 titled Sick Sad Little World, and track 9 titled Priceless. If you haven’t been a fan, these tracks might at least build some respect and show that they are not the screaming girl fan based band that you might believe. Or you could always go to their Official Site, enjoyincubus.com to get a better scope into their group. They have everything from photos to tour dates, and a link to (sigh) their Myspace page.
Attending the Senior Recital of Jonathen Woods was a truly unique experience. There was so much creativity and abstract art that I don’t know where I should begin. Well it started off with a quartet, a piano, a clarinet, a flute, and another brass instrument that I am unfamiliar with. The melodic lines played with seducing. No major or whole sounding scales were played. I am not positive if any scales were played in general, but the harmonies were brilliant. The composer experiments with every kind of harmony. Everything was homophonic in texture. The music was soothing, yet questionable. The pieces to follow all had that same feeling to them. There was a solo violinist, and a slide guitarist with digitally mixed accompaniment. There was a spectacular use of the four speaker panning during the slide guitar piece. There was one in particular that was my favorite. The digital composition seeping out of the speakers while a man was in the spotlight molding on a clay wheel! At first it was odd I admit, but the more and more I watched, the more mesmerized I became with the sound and the site as a whole. The sounds kept speeding up and building and building until they reached their peak, just as the tower of clay spinning kept growing and growing up and up until it reached its peak. Then silence came, and the clay pot fell back into an unshaped pile. The combination of manipulated noise and thrilling site made me feel like I was the clay pot, being tossed and turned, shaped and carved by the music. The music stops, and so do I. There was another piece that caught my attention, and had me wanting to point out every little detail to a friend that I had brought along. It was a trio of percussionists. They circled around a wooden xylophone, and metal xylophone, and a pair of timpanis. Each one of them also had a bow, yes that is right I said bow. They used the bow to stroke one of the planks on the xylophones, making very soothing hums both alone, and with accompaniment. There was also cymbals lying atop of the timpanis. They were lightly struck creating a hollow chime that had a little bit of rumble to it. Those cymbals were taken on and off, to the T’’S were used normally as well. Overall some very experimental composition, but very well done and very intriguing.
A new day and a couple new recordings for you to listen to. Since my mic's weren't cooperating with me, the Weekly Podcast is by an artist known as the Bamboo Demon, recorded in a dorm room while I was attending Hamline University, and the Rockin Recording is something I threw together earlier, you know where to find them, enjoy!