This Vital Essence

behind

Sit beside me

A second chance

I’ll be pissing off your republikan mother

At first glance

I’m an agent travelling through time

With wings like a dove that don’t make a sound

Sitting a top this american thought

While getting lost in a chinese dream

Hell bent on running

Away from this devil machine

Sit beside me

OR

Get left behind..

The oddness of this is indescribable . Couple weeks ago I’m messing around with the amazon associate program site and create a quick a-store. I want to populate every category with my personal prefs to really get a handle on the task flows etc.. Anyways, I’m beefing up the music section and I’m thinking about my cult classic faves that really bent me in my direction and ‘fugazi’ comes to mind ‘repeater’. I haven’t listened to any thing by them in days I’ve heard of the members solo/side projects and barely kept up; but, later after intoxicated with my new drink the idea plopped into my head to dl a repeater track. I must’ve been in the zone because during the listen I had one of those nitros like connections that feeds and fades into everything. Note, I posted my lame amazon store to a dude that I follow on g.buzz. http://www.amazon.angelrobertmarquez.com, that I have no business exchanging thoughts with but I do, as well a couple days before. BUT this is the weird part. An old friend contacts me the next day and says I was listening to fugazi and thought of you. I haven’t spoken to him in like 6 years. Anywho we had a quick mobile re acquaintance and exchanged some tunes. Thanks for the lungfish, arches of loaf and how could I forget JAWBREAKER tracks! UNFUN was a definite time capsule keeper. I recorded this track after digesting HGG’s tracks and some others. It came straight out… the next morning my electric guitar (tele-vibro) was lying on the floor face first…

summer time

By the way dude mentioned above is a drummer and we’ve known each other since like junior high. AND we both at one point had the Jerry Garcia glasses passed down to us from our peer musician mentors who happened to be in the same band. To clear that one up…the dude that gave me guitar theory lessons when I was like 14 was in my drivers ed class. Anyhow he knew I was interested in playing guitar and just bought an electric, he gave me his number and I called and he played the Randy Rhoads suicide solution solo and some Yngwie craziness(arpeggios, pedal point, sweep picking…) and asked if I wanted to play like that and I was all f*ck yea. Anyways we became friends and during one of the final lessons he got all serious and said ‘I have to give you something’ . He pulls out this rickety little rusted metal case and creaks it open and inside is a pair of purplish tinted rose colored glasses sitting on top of a piece of purple velvet fabric. Then he begins to tell me the story how they are Jerry Garcia’s glasses and they have been passed down friend to friend for sometime and he needed to give them to me and who gave them to him. The deal was if you held on to em to long bad luck and make sure to give em to the right person. I gave em to girl. BUT years later I’m with HGG and we are smashed and he tells me about how he had the glasses at one point. I wonder where Jerry’s glasses are now. I think that would be a neat social web project to track down Jerry’s shades. Side note, that guy that I follow on g.buzz talks about the Grateful Dead often and that whole scene brings back some fun memories.

orial

If you’re asking that kind of question you probably won’t understand the answer

If you’re asking that type of question you probably won’t understand

Inspired by:

what’s your name

won’t you take

won’t you take this hand of mine

and ride with me

through my disguise

forget about the fear

welcome the unknown

let go of who you are

and pass on through

surrender yourself

exit my disguise

exit __

what’s your name

won’t you take

won’t you take this hand of mine

and ride with me

through my disguise

forget about the fear

welcome the unknown

let go of who you are

and pass on through

surrender yourself

exit my disguise

vizion

When you whispered into my soul

You conjured a vision inside of me

I can decipher the promise you made

That set these stars in motion

I can unravel the message you left

Shining in the heaven above

It’s only a vision inside a few

When you changed our agreement

You threw a spin that set the clock in motion

I can plot a course

That leads hearts like mine

I can design a plan

That follows through

Unleashing this vision inside of us

simpleFIRE

fault

deepDIVE

Feeling the need to upload I started out thinking ‘fault’ would be a good one to record with the new set up. I moved the mics around and stepped away for a bit; so, everything sounds different. BUT while I was recording f, I had one of those moments. I just went off on a tangent/trip and decided to post the captured moment (deepDIVE). I refined the moment down to ’simpleFIRE’, for now. We’ll see what happens. I was picturing concentric circles exploding in waves creating the form of a beanstalk while I had some other weird thoughts during my trance(reality collides with self hypnosis). If I was an expert I would trace the entire trip back to when I started playing “norwegian wood” and only knew the opening lines the other day…along with all the other meaningless stuff that happens on a daily.

On another note, this guy I work with (maybe work for; but lets say with) says to me and I quote “behave, I know it’s tough”. Ha, I thought it was funny and can remember the two people that have used that funny word I’ll probably build a song around “BEHAVE”. He also told me he was going to some jazz festival this weekend. I let him know I liked “Miles Davis” (not said but implied ‘Bitches Brew’).

Check it out I’m a world famous design junkie photo contributor:

http://worldfamousdesignjunkies.com/posters/let-fury-have-the-hour/

Unbenounced to myself. I dunno who’s blog that is but that was kewl to stumble upon with the new google search results page (SRP).

I’ll be cracking open Photoshop CS5 after this. After the first high level menu system hover glance I think I know what to expect.

Oh my, I thought I was hobbled from recording; but, I was mislead by the machines. I’ve been in the darkness of sound for a couple weeks until today I thought to check the most obvious; but. so far overlooked problemo and sure enough all that needed to happen was the the system pref switched back to the correct input/ouput. How this changed on it’s own will remain a mystery to all of us. So, now, I don’t have to do what I was doing instead…playing the guitar in the dark singing into a bunch of mics turned to off…receiving no signal. BUT I did sing a little louder in the absence of the headphones routing right back into myself like a friggin fuse in a feedback loop. Anyways, it’s the cheap beer talking. Hey maybe that’s where the problem started. Well, this track came out of the chaos, the wah wah electric version sounds way better; but, all your getting tonight is happily back in business acoustic foolery.
stranger
Currently listening to: Broken Bells, Surfer Blood…

03 dovetail

03 tempted

03 lounge act

It’s difficult to prioritize this post. What is more important, the 2 dollar six packs of beer at Trader Joe’s, the girl standing in line in front of me at PETCO while I was getting my cat treats that had jeans on that had a picture of a buddha playing guitar when I had just left my place googling nirvana’s lounge act lyrics or the cuteness factor of my two little p*ssy cats (tigris:tigrisUhhhh when sang * Astra: Dizastrah or lil miss disastrah when pleaded to) and the factor of using X rated terminology to pirate SEO ranking.  It might be the 2 dollar beer I’m drinking as I write…

Anyways:

dovetail

This track came after the 3 I’m fiddling with, which will be posted next-maybe. It always works that way. I get hung up on a couple of promising little strums and then something comes out of nowhere that writes itself.

tempted

This one should be re-recorded but it’s sunny outside; so, I might crawl out into the sunlight after this.

lounge act

Ah, nirvana. The fondest of memories. This B-side track was always a fave of mine. I thought I’d mess with it for some inspirational lift and after I saw that girls behind telling me YES you are doing the right thing I couldn’t help but post it.

AND the 2 dollar beer at TJ’s people! As if the 2 dollar wine wasn’t a god send. That beer is jumping off the shelfs at your local market. If you are a real entrepreneur you’ll rent a U-Haul truck load up on cervesas drive over to coachella and sell half a beer in a plastic cup for 5 bucks and maybe hire some knuckle heads that think you’re cool to do all the selling and make out like a fat cat.

Anyways, back to my MGMT album evaluation thanks to dose. AND what has 2 thumbs didn’t have a job this morning BUT has one now? THIS GUY. Another little side story. I rented ‘new moon’ on blu ray and while it was playing in the background a song came on that made my ears do that thing my p*ssy cats do when they turn up in interest. So, I take a mental note. Movie ends and I do my menu phishing and low and behold! Girl I know and partied at her house back in my bay area days is right there listed with death cab, muse and her! wtf well now you know what I do on my friday evenings.

I was going to be funny and post a google search of my name and point out the impostors; but, since idea to execution the impostors have vanished. It was funny, a Angel R. Marquez with a mildy attractive girlfriend on facebook…I wanted you all to know that definitely is not me!

So, the kitty pic below is of my Tigrisa (my white cat) when I’m on the sofa playing the guitar she pulls upside and gives me some love. My Astra(my black cat) will chase her aways though and she’s a little more punk rock than Tigris the cuddler. Astra will take a piss right on me and run after and chase Tigris away. lol

The other pic of the poster that was hovering behind me before an interview the other day when I saw the girl I used to work with at a starbucks across the street…you would have to read my ’screenplay’. I’m going to open source it since I divulged it to a client during a meeting.

Ordinary

Uhmm, knee deep in reading some pretty cool literature. Other than that…

02 Coming home

02 Fire

The above, one old one new. The below, when I was in Sweden I played music with a drummer & bassist ‘The Dead Bushes’(never saw the light of day; but, way fun). The bass player, Riku, now lives in Finland and works at a slaughter house. He sent me these pictures of a 6 legged lamb awhile back. It was bizarre we met in Gothenburg through my friend Chris, an American Werewolf in Sweden, who knew the drummer Stalin, left handed drummer (backwards set, helluv awkward to play), who worked at a coffee shop called java. Anyways we met and jammed that same night, it turned out they had just got a studio they had never played in and we de-virginized it together.  It was a trip the studio was right next to the biggest graveyard in Sweden; so, we would go smoke in the graveyard and than rock out. I had some recordings of that entire experience; but, I think an x girly girl swiped my tapes. After our first session I remember I had a flyer that I had found on the ground near the train that read guitarMageddon, the chihuahua. To make a long story short, we went to a bar called sticky fingers after the fist session and they happened to be  friends with the DJ chihuahua and  we got wasted….

Riku & Stalin turned me on to that band AIR and another called Ozric Tentacles. Also a movie called Baraka. Last heard Stalin moved to NYC with his band and Riku is family guy in Finland.

It’s nice outside today…

loneliness

I could cure your loneliness tonight

Reach across the sky on through the night

Take away that troubled look in your eyes

Waste away with me and we will rise

I’ll be gone without a trace

Before to long you’ll replace

All those memories of you and I

With something sweet like a lulaby

To pass the time

I could cure your loneliness alright

Weave myself into the fabric of your mind

Anchor myself to your sweetest memory

Find that break and offer relief

[chorus]

When things are right

We don’t think twice

We just enjoy this moment

For however long it may last

For sure it will always pass

That’s how you know

It’s for real

I could solve your most complex miseries

Remove the confusion, with crystal clarity

All you have to do is follow me

Then, we both, shall see

[chorus]

[sub-chorus]

end

Before I seize the airwaves and bombard you with the warmth of my fire inside, update. Nothing new. Carry on and happy frIdAy!

straight jacket

From what I’ve seen

To what I need

From what you’ll allow

To this hand

I’ve been dealt

I don’t want to wear

Your straight jacket

Because it doesn’t fit

I know you’re gonna steal

As much as you can

And get away with it

As high

As I can be

And steer alone

Away from it

Some call it luck

Some call it fortune

I call it life

And I’m living it

since

exception

I nuked my sony vaio and rid myself of windows for good. I’m running linux, fedora 12, constantine. LOVE IT. I de-rezed my macbook too and was running ubuntu; but, that would have been the end of my recording career (I might be the only one this matters too). Pretty much I made the conscience decision that the OS creates the person the way that language creates the reality. Linux is free people and good. I seriously have had a way better trip using it. The deal with the mac is I have to get my ducks in order (sorry little duckies, I would never shoot you) before I make that big move. And it seems as if apple is hip to my outburst. The macbook keyboard mapping doesn’t play nice with the linux distro: but, the terminal is going to be my way in, if you know what I mean. if you don’t, don’t give me stink eye and accuse me of confusing you, your just way behind. I will help you if you accept my courtesy. So, the macbook OS cleansing will have to wait until I have a way of getting Adoure to communicate with the m-audio FTU, I found a solution already any others are welcome. I love the fact that the google translation included in chrome makes the solution I found available to me, it is in French. I’ve been waiting to really enjoy what I already knew to be cool, killer, uber rad. The apple service in sherman oaks was butt by the way; but, glendale saved the day. This just adds to the reasons why of initializing the commercial trash of the machines and reformatting those hard drives.

These two tracks are my attempt at getting back into my vocal routine. Dark forces made me lose my urge to express; but, I took care of that…

I have another tune that I think will break new ground…the words are slippery though. My original theme idea I think I need to toss and go with what my body tells me when I’m playing it. We’ll see. I’ll post both in textual form first and then guitar only, then the final.

wurd to a mo fo

pieces of peace

GDA

AGAGD

GADG

GDA

Once I have your attention

That’s when I’ll send my message

Aint gonna waste no more

Time on  Paranoia

Simple as it may seem

Getting lost on the right track

Headed in the right direction

This train is only gonna make

One stop, Destination

Pointless as it may be

Left alone for to long

Maybe

Trying to find

Someway out

It’s the same Conspiracy

Wherever I find myself

No use in still wanting

Something you so easily lost

I like my sunsets

Like my lovers

Simple and beautiful

You can call on me anytime

I forgive and I forget

This lesson I’ve learned the best

Left alone for to long

Maybe

Trying to find

Someway out

It’s the same Conspiracy

Wherever I find myself

Wherever I find myself

However I find myself

Whenever I find myself

However I define myself

Now that they’re on to me

Time to rearrange the plan

Focus on the bigger plan

Coming

Around the bend

Letting the wind

Carry me in

This life is easy if you play it right

Conspiracy 20100314 2038

21-01 So, far

I attempted to record this track fresh tonight like 5 times and my machine CRASHED helluv.

Factoidals: My cats eat a lot more when I’m not at home with them all day. Two people pulled up next to me while driving rolled down their windows and asked me for directions. I knew where they were both going…