When I first started playing with modular everything felt new and open and expansive. I had a few semi modular starting pieces and then added a sequencer, modulators, and effects. I remember in those early days I was always stumbling across strange and incredible ways to reimagine my understanding of what music was and how I might shape it. I’d think about something like pumping compression and end up with reverb tails sequenced by a pitch sequencer through a vca. Everything was used multiple times. I focused on learning everything about single modules. Then thought about pairing.
Then during COVID I came into some business relief money and also a lot of free time and a great deal of anxiety. Over the next year, I filled 12u 104hp. I built a full live performance system. I wanted to be able to perform, so I ended up with in rack mixing, percussion, and a number of voices, sampling, etc. It’s very effective, and does feel like a complete system.
In fall 2021 I finished an album. I’m terribly proud of it, despite making no real effort to promote. The album was for me. The recordings started because I was so excited about the sounds I wanted to capture them. But slowly it morphed into a mission to “be a real musician.” I grew up as a musician and perhaps my biggest regret has been that I didn’t accept my admission to the Berkelee School of Music in Boston. Ultimately saxophone wasn’t the right instrument for me, but in truth I was scared. Scared to be myself. Scared to be that vulnerable in front of the world (this was 10 years before I would transition and enter recovery).
The big push for the album was in many ways a redemption story. It was so often filled with bliss and joy, but it was often filled with guilt and drive and a grasping for the infrastructure and equipment that would allow me to be the person I wanted to be, to make the music I wanted to be.
It’s almost a year since I finished the album and I haven’t been making much music since. Part of me is just resting, taking a fallow period.
But I wonder if something else is happening. I wonder if my grasping pushed me to grow my setup and my process much too quickly. I sit down now and I feel…not overwhelmed, because I know how to navigate my system as a whole well, but perhaps a bit like an expat years later in a city I have come to know well but whose deepest recesses are hidden from me.
I’ve been thinking about starting over. Selling everything, and buying a single semi modular again (I won’t mention names because this post isn’t about that) and started a new, longer, slower process getting to know the equipment and the process without pushing for it to be something that it’s not.
There are so many sounds that have penetrated my heart in my rack. Although in truth it’s probably only 5 or 6 modules. I’ve thought about just stripping away to these, but then I feel like I’d be left with the strongest of my patterns, and the whole point is to have open space again.
This is all circling around a deeper spiritual practice. A growing understanding that what I chose to call God is what is left when everything else is stripped away. I want to find this in my music, not a full percussion kit.
What is left in your musical practice when everything else is stripped away?
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Here’s the album for anyone interested. This post isn’t about that, but I feel remiss mentioned it and not sharing. Tea With Someone Dangerous