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Reviews for "Looking For A Love Song"

Looking For A Love Song
by Speck
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Sat, Jul 9, 2011 @ 6:14 PM

Samples are used in:

 
Fireproof_Babies
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permalink   Sat, Jul 9, 2011 @ 6:24 PM
Speck-
Thank you for including me in this mix. When the strings come in, it is rather chilly. What I mean to say is: I find it frighting and dangerous in a subdued way. Gives me the chills.
debbizo
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permalink   Sat, Jul 9, 2011 @ 6:35 PM
I see a lonely guy wandering around in a bar or club after closing time…shutting things down…turning thing on…singing quietly to himself. Yes, chilling when the strings come in…something forboding…thanks for including ‘Sub Motor’. I’m glad the samples are useful.
texasradiofish
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permalink   Sat, Jul 9, 2011 @ 11:34 PM
Scary dark composition, Speck.
Very creative.
AIR_LOMEG
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permalink   Sun, Jul 10, 2011 @ 12:25 AM
“I’m looking for a love song of some sort - any sort, that is.”
… and that’s exactly what your “Looking For A Love Song” does express - it’s twisted, croked and highly evocative - a love-song-of-some-sort-/-any-sort. You created a cineplastic and selv-contained sound-piece that is entirely decontextualized and I’m again amazed over your sonic perversions! Wow… !!! … and thank you so much for this exciting but not necessarily disturbing mix, Speck!!! Debbizo offered her view on a picture - I too wonder about what this inspires to! I will have to work on that…
Wow… b.k.
 
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permalink   Speck Sun, Jul 10, 2011 @ 6:00 AM
To me this is more about looking for a love song than it is any kind of actual love song. Looking for a love song in the sense of thinking that if only I could find “(she’s) the one” my happiness would be assured, like all those movie characters and all those people in all those love songs. I see that as a sad but beautiful (not dark and scary) romanticized distraction from what love really is. A simple force of nature (the fifth element if you will) that we (most of us, on some level) recognize as essential but that we can no longer tap into the source of (again most of us, and no it’s not a god). So we look to get it from other people, like a diabetic who’s body can no longer make insulin has to get it from a syringe.

Just some thoughts – I reserve the right to be wrong.
 
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permalink   AIR_LOMEG Sun, Jul 10, 2011 @ 8:58 AM
Your reservation be granted - although I can’t see how you can be wrong on this. Looking For A Love Song indeed is a beautifully sad, aware and mindful creation about a longing for completion outside of one self. Love, and/or experienced love however might be something completely different… Anyway, for about almost many of us it’s this constant Looking For A Love Song that has to serve as the infrastructure within we hope to connect a nature with a culture - we simply long - and that’s our nature/culture.

In other words: that’s why I so much like the ccMixter environment - it’s a free free sharing and participation infrastructure in which you can Look For A Love Song and you might even get one back. As I stated before: Looking For A Love Song is exactly what I was asking for - and I’m truly amazed by it!

Thank you again, dear friend!
Anchor
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permalink   Sun, Jul 10, 2011 @ 12:59 PM
its great to listen to your pieces -
and I always appreciate your intellect - and your ability to bring your ideas to life.
Thanks for letting me a part of this!
colab
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permalink   Sun, Jul 10, 2011 @ 4:00 PM
I relate to your comment to AIR_LOMEG very much. I will pretend that I wrote it and make it my review to this track.
Kara Square
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permalink   Mon, Jul 11, 2011 @ 7:43 AM
This may be my favorite piece from you, Speck. First, I was completely taken with these AIR_LOMEG memo songs… I’m so glad that you’ve worked with them here. You’ve captured and highlighted the feelings these evoke… And the concept… looking for a love song… I feel it in a general way… a love song for society…
Admiral Bob
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permalink   Sat, Jul 16, 2011 @ 7:51 AM
Very poignant once the violins and cellos break in, like orchestration in a small abandoned apartment building.