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Viva la Vibro Cube
by Ezra Skull
Recommends (11)
Sun, Nov 22, 2009 @ 12:41 PM

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SackJo22
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permalink   Sun, Nov 22, 2009 @ 12:59 PM
While I am no doubt biased, I am also no less impressed by how you get so many different and expressive tones out of your guitar — the sounds of the north sea, of light, and of connection. I am so glad that you are a part of The White Cube Remix Project! (but I can’t leave a recommend because we’re on the same router)
 
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permalink   Ezra Skull Wed, Nov 25, 2009 @ 4:29 PM
Thank you, ‘o fellow router sharer (and why don’t I tell you this in person?).
gurdonark
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permalink   Sun, Nov 22, 2009 @ 1:46 PM
i’m glad you uploaded the stems, because they’ll be very useful.

This accompaniment puts its finger on the pulse of the poem, and counts the beats, multiplied cubically, with a sure hand.
 
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permalink   Ezra Skull Wed, Nov 25, 2009 @ 4:28 PM
I’m glad you liked it. I did try for some kind of “word painting” with an improvised feel with a pulse that expands as a tag - though I doubt if it it truly cubed, mathematically.
spinmeister
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permalink   Sun, Nov 22, 2009 @ 2:06 PM
You’re a madman!

And I mean that in an admiring, envious way!
 
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permalink   Ezra Skull Wed, Nov 25, 2009 @ 4:33 PM
Maybe it’s the company I keep. Guitar and Amp are tools I can work with, but recording on my laptop nearly killed me. But I think I’m getting it down.
colab
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permalink   Sun, Nov 22, 2009 @ 3:53 PM
That’s how it’s done.

Love it. Absolutely love it.
 
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permalink   Ezra Skull Wed, Nov 25, 2009 @ 4:34 PM
I very much appreciate your comments. Thanks for taking the time.
CiggiBurns
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permalink   Mon, Nov 23, 2009 @ 4:38 AM
This perfectly captures the ephemeral nature of white, which is never really white; of the vibration of colour; of light shimmering on snow. Really excellent, Haskel. xxxx
 
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permalink   Ezra Skull Wed, Nov 25, 2009 @ 4:38 PM
Thanks Ms. Burns. Your comment reads like a poem. By the way, I have seen snow, in person, on several occasions. Once or maybe twice I even saw it fall. So, I know about snow.