Long live Ovi Share . . .
Originally Twango, it was bought by Nokia and became Ovi. For about two years it was the repository of most of my recordings old and new. Songs, instrumentals and field recordings, all posted here.
Then Ovi sidled away from hosting MP3s and anything afterward has been posted on Soundcloud, or Box, or DivShare or archive.com.
But for almost three years after, up until this past 30 May or so, every MP3 posted to Twango/Ovi continued to he hosted there. Nearly five years: not bad for the interwebs.
So an upraised glass to the ghosts of Twango and Ovi Share. Thanks.
And you'll see maybe more than a few of these empty white spaces where an Ovi embed used to be.
Perhaps fewer as time goes on.
Each a spot to spill a glass in memory of all that doesn't last.
Showing posts with label divShare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label divShare. Show all posts
Friday, June 1, 2012
Monday, March 5, 2012
As of 30 May, Ovi Share Nokia is over
This means a bulk of the audio posted here will be gone by late spring. Unless.
This is a sleepy blog now, with most of the current action going on the so-called annex on Tumblr. Not sure when or if I'll reup the dead links.
Given the odd environment online re hosting, audio sharity and whatnot--wherein whole domains get nuked whether or not files are indeed posted by their creators/copyright holders (um, any nosey visitors dropping by--this is my stuff I'm posting), it gives one pause. The so-called cloud seems a noxious gas.
If I do reup, I'll try to simply replace old links/embeds with new, and leave the posts are they are but without pesky dead links. And if so, I'll announce it's having been done. Till then . . .
This is a sleepy blog now, with most of the current action going on the so-called annex on Tumblr. Not sure when or if I'll reup the dead links.
Given the odd environment online re hosting, audio sharity and whatnot--wherein whole domains get nuked whether or not files are indeed posted by their creators/copyright holders (um, any nosey visitors dropping by--this is my stuff I'm posting), it gives one pause. The so-called cloud seems a noxious gas.
If I do reup, I'll try to simply replace old links/embeds with new, and leave the posts are they are but without pesky dead links. And if so, I'll announce it's having been done. Till then . . .
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Rocker Wait
Rocker Wait
Screwdriver found in the road rocks in the strings of a beater acoustic as Stylophone, Monotron, other such abide with the cheep karaoke machine and Dora the Ex. echo.
Screwdriver found in the road rocks in the strings of a beater acoustic as Stylophone, Monotron, other such abide with the cheep karaoke machine and Dora the Ex. echo.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
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Closed Circuit Treadle
Closed Circuit Treadle
Droney & slow with the ebowed beater acoustic, some Casio SK-1 and a touch of nuevo Stylophone.
Names are the devil. Esp. with instrumental music. I might give something a name for all sorts of reasons, but the impulse of many listeners (myself included, when on the other end) is to take the name literally. Or literally enough not to hear things outside of the context of the dread name.
I read somewhere that an action painter whose last name rhymes with Wallach started using numbers to name his stuff. Tempting.
And some folks (one who rhymes with "la tea") go with names so long & whimsical that folks would rather forgo reading them and just suss things out on their own.
But the digital age offers almost all indulgences except that of a ridiculously long file name. And whatever convenient distillation of the really long name that ends up as the file name will no doubt obviate the too-long-to-bother-reading gambit.
Tho' I will offer here the alternate overly long & oblique title of this humble stretch of soundlike music/music-ish sound: The Closed Circuit Treadle Entirely Unseen & Cast Iron & Heretofore Unspoken Of Except As Woven Into The Cold Air The Greenest Grass Conceals Via Those Unclasped Vectors Of The Lost AlChemist Who Sought Uni & Roy But Found Only The Cricket's Face. There, something to read while listening.
Droney & slow with the ebowed beater acoustic, some Casio SK-1 and a touch of nuevo Stylophone.
Names are the devil. Esp. with instrumental music. I might give something a name for all sorts of reasons, but the impulse of many listeners (myself included, when on the other end) is to take the name literally. Or literally enough not to hear things outside of the context of the dread name.
I read somewhere that an action painter whose last name rhymes with Wallach started using numbers to name his stuff. Tempting.
And some folks (one who rhymes with "la tea") go with names so long & whimsical that folks would rather forgo reading them and just suss things out on their own.
But the digital age offers almost all indulgences except that of a ridiculously long file name. And whatever convenient distillation of the really long name that ends up as the file name will no doubt obviate the too-long-to-bother-reading gambit.
Tho' I will offer here the alternate overly long & oblique title of this humble stretch of soundlike music/music-ish sound: The Closed Circuit Treadle Entirely Unseen & Cast Iron & Heretofore Unspoken Of Except As Woven Into The Cold Air The Greenest Grass Conceals Via Those Unclasped Vectors Of The Lost AlChemist Who Sought Uni & Roy But Found Only The Cricket's Face. There, something to read while listening.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
15 Years Ago Redux
15 Years Ago Redux
One fun sideline has beenplaying working goofing with Berna, a virtual 1950s electronic music laboratory created in software.
I don't really use the sundry oscillators, tape decks etc. as the actual units would've been used back in the day. No assiduous sound building or manipulations of the patient lab coat variety.
Just a lot of real time toying with oscillators etc. to "tape" and fun with varispeed playback of the recordings with yet more of the above goofage.
For extra art points, this piece has some fractured versification I hatched out, read & recorded that's looping with the rest.
One fun sideline has been
I don't really use the sundry oscillators, tape decks etc. as the actual units would've been used back in the day. No assiduous sound building or manipulations of the patient lab coat variety.
Just a lot of real time toying with oscillators etc. to "tape" and fun with varispeed playback of the recordings with yet more of the above goofage.
For extra art points, this piece has some fractured versification I hatched out, read & recorded that's looping with the rest.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Daylily Fade
Daylily Fade
Your basic instrumental for acoustic guitar, bass and free range homebrew oscillators.
May someday post pics or other show & tell nonsense about the oscillators. An EE guru/compatriot sent me diagrams many years ago. Maybe his design or taken from data sheets or some of both. Meant as goofy LFOs but somewhat tweaked to allow for audio range play.
Your basic instrumental for acoustic guitar, bass and free range homebrew oscillators.
May someday post pics or other show & tell nonsense about the oscillators. An EE guru/compatriot sent me diagrams many years ago. Maybe his design or taken from data sheets or some of both. Meant as goofy LFOs but somewhat tweaked to allow for audio range play.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Btawak Toglflik
Btawak Toglflik
What happens when a really old beat up thrift store acoustic guitar and some DIY oscillators (built years ago and summarily forgotten) are pulled out of storage and into play? This happens. This.
I forget the chips & particulars of the oscillators, but one accepts something like amplitude and frequency modulation from the other two. With no fancy routing or modular outboard stuff, just riding the cheap on/off toggles on the modulators and various knobs to engender variation.
What happens when a really old beat up thrift store acoustic guitar and some DIY oscillators (built years ago and summarily forgotten) are pulled out of storage and into play? This happens. This.
I forget the chips & particulars of the oscillators, but one accepts something like amplitude and frequency modulation from the other two. With no fancy routing or modular outboard stuff, just riding the cheap on/off toggles on the modulators and various knobs to engender variation.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Gone
Gone
Songish & songlike, being songoid. Let's just call it a song. With very few lyrics. Not a chant. Tho' chantlike. No, a songlike song.
Like 33rd Floor, features the Kay acoustic guitar tuned to something resembling DADGAD except a semitone lower (C#G#C#F#G#C#). And voices, for that songlike song quality. And other usual suspects like feedback from the Dora the Exp. Karaoke Cassette Player and the Realistic Electronic Reverb. The Ashbory Bass. Oh, and a newcomer, the Stylophone.
(And now there's a music video.)
Songish & songlike, being songoid. Let's just call it a song. With very few lyrics. Not a chant. Tho' chantlike. No, a songlike song.
Like 33rd Floor, features the Kay acoustic guitar tuned to something resembling DADGAD except a semitone lower (C#G#C#F#G#C#). And voices, for that songlike song quality. And other usual suspects like feedback from the Dora the Exp. Karaoke Cassette Player and the Realistic Electronic Reverb. The Ashbory Bass. Oh, and a newcomer, the Stylophone.
(And now there's a music video.)
Monday, May 24, 2010
Herculoid Rumination
Herculoid Rumination
This time around it's all live and all hardware. A Realistic Electronic Reverb (aka cheesy PA delay) patched to feedback playing into a small old Realistic transistor amp miked by a Realistic mic into a Boss SE-50 set up for a looping delay into the oft aforementioned crappy karaoke machine with echo.
This time around it's all live and all hardware. A Realistic Electronic Reverb (aka cheesy PA delay) patched to feedback playing into a small old Realistic transistor amp miked by a Realistic mic into a Boss SE-50 set up for a looping delay into the oft aforementioned crappy karaoke machine with echo.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
WatUSpace
WatUSpace, an instrumental hosted on DivShare.
Honestly, this is fun with faking. Depending on what you consider "fun" or "faking".
Or "real".
The synth heard herein is a plug-in called U-NO-60, a virtual version of the Roland Juno 60 polysynth.
Once upon a time anything electronically created, reproduced or enhanced would not be called real. Now circuits and hardware in the devoted service of analog sound creation have become things to be copied and rendered real by their replication. With a dead Juno 106 and no budget for its resurrection/replacement, I find far more fun in plug-ins than semantics.
And the tape delayish manipulations are thanks to the WatKat, a virtual version of the WEM Copicat tape delay. Of which I have a real one, just not patched into a computer & ready to roll yada yada.
Anyway, fun, remember?
Honestly, this is fun with faking. Depending on what you consider "fun" or "faking".
Or "real".
The synth heard herein is a plug-in called U-NO-60, a virtual version of the Roland Juno 60 polysynth.
Once upon a time anything electronically created, reproduced or enhanced would not be called real. Now circuits and hardware in the devoted service of analog sound creation have become things to be copied and rendered real by their replication. With a dead Juno 106 and no budget for its resurrection/replacement, I find far more fun in plug-ins than semantics.
And the tape delayish manipulations are thanks to the WatKat, a virtual version of the WEM Copicat tape delay. Of which I have a real one, just not patched into a computer & ready to roll yada yada.
Anyway, fun, remember?
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