Wednesday, February 28, 2007

El Che

Sometime during the last couple of weeks, a big fuss was made in Hungary about the fact that the youth organization of the Socialist Party presented Che Guevara as a role model to its members. Not long ago, I got an e-mail from a friend, with obvious reference to the fact that I wore a T-shirt with Alberto Korda's famous photograph of El Che at one time, with a link to an article containing quotes from the man, which place him in a light that is obviously much different from that, which the above mentioned leftist youth society would propagate. At first, my gut reaction was to shoot back with some cynical remark, but I found myself questioning my own ideas. Was I wrong to display the image of man who, apart from being driven by compassion for the oppressed people of Latin America, also had a reputation of being violent and ruthless with his enemies? Is his status as the pop cultural icon of hope for the underprivileged cancelled out by the legacy of the totalitarian regime he participated in establishing? I clearly remember this same friend confronting me at the time, claiming that my wearing this T-shirt was analogous to wearing one with a stencil of non other than Adolf Hitler. Is Guevara a leftist equivalent of the Führer?

Of course, my choice of casual clothing had less to do with political inclination than with a certain sense of “cool”. Nobody can deny the appeal that Korda's fortunate shot of the iconic revolutionary has. I'm quite sure that Guevara's cultural impact would have been much more muted if it wasn't for this photo of him seemingly gazing into the future with determination. It also bears an element of provocation against the capitalist establishment, a liberating “fuck you all” by which one may feel the sensation of having asserted his/her individuality. Granted, much the same appeal and effect can be attributed to, say, the Swastika. Both images are tools of propaganda, weapons in the battle for our hearts and minds… Yet I still feel a marked difference between the two.

Is this down to my upbringing? I was born into a leftist family, my grandfather held high office in the socialist Kádár regime. My leftist leanings were also certainly reinforced by the official line of education in Hungary. However, I was also heavily exposed to Western indoctrination, especially during the years spent in a New York public school. I remember a social studies class when the teacher portrayed communism as a sort of oppressive utilitarian ideal, a far cry from the utopia that was presented by the official Marxist curriculum. Nevertheless, to avoid getting into events and issues that would steer me further away from the theme of this post, although I never felt a conviction for communism, I can't deny that I do sympathize with some of its elements. Undeniably, my suspicion towards nationalism and utter rejection radical forms of the same are rooted in leftist doctrine.

I am strongly determined that Nazism is wrong, and thus find offensive any representation thereof. This moral judgment is easily justified by the events of World War II and the holocaust. Ironically, even some present day fascists acknowledge it by their denial of the latter. After all, what need would there be for them to deny the reality of the Ha-Shoah if they were convinced that it was “right”? However, a similar justification exists against communism. The Siberian labor camps mirror the Endlösung of the Third Reich, and Guevara was allegedly involved in setting up the first such “establishments” in Cuba. Why is it, then that I'm not outraged at the use of his likeness on fashion items? Am I guilty of applying double standards? After all, the violent oppression of dissent is a sine qua non element of all totalitarian regimes, whether rooted in ideology or religion. However, there is a pronounced difference, which makes it impossible to regard these two ideologies as opposite sides of the same coin, though it is often overlooked by many these days. Nazi or fascist ideology is based on the idea of the supremacy of a race (be it German, "white" in general or, for that matter, any other group defined along national, ethnic, religious or other lines), which is destined to assert its rule by all available means, not to mention the fact that it draws heavily on traditional European anti-Semitic sentiments. Fascism presents the ideal of a hierarchic society, in which each creed has its place as servants of the supreme race and designates those groups, which have no place in this utopia and should therefore be “dealt with”. This, if anything, is synonymous with outright oppression. On the other hand, even though Marxism admits that the so called dictatorship of the proletariat, in which dissent (ie. the "counterrevolution" of the bourgeoisie) may be suppressed by force, is a necessary transition towards a communist society, it does not call for the extermination of any group of society, be it economic, ethnic or religious. The purpose of this “dictatorship” (actually closer to a certain form of direct democracy) is in essence to prepare the ground through the indoctrination of a new generation, which is free of preconceptions such as possession. It is seen as a station in the progress of history, which inescapably leads to the establishment of a stateless and classless society, in which all men and women are equal. The aim is to free all from oppression, eventually.

In this light, while Hitler is a symbol of oppression based on a false sense of supremacy and delusions of grandeur, Guevara stands for revolt against oppression and the illusion of egalitarianism. It is the hope of such equality that is embodied in the popular image of El Che, the hope of a better world, free of all that which divides us, be it wealth, race, nationality or religion (and, lest we forget, the will to fight for it).

However, is it possible to separate this aspect from communism’s dark legacy? As a totalitarian ideology, communism is inherently intolerant of competing views of the world. Where Marxism has prevailed, this has inevitably meant the suppression of checks and balances, which could have avoided its falling victim to the perversions of power (look no further than Stalin’s Soviet Union). Moreover, the fact that the ideal of socialist society openly clashed with prevailing perceptions and economic realities also increased the damage toll. A classic case of the road to hell being paved with good intentions… Speaking of hell, there exists a comparable totalitarian and egalitarian ideology, actually a religion, the same shortcomings and perversions of which are effortlessly forgiven by many. The crusades, the inquisition, the conquest of the American continent or the burning of Giordano Bruno at the stake come to mind. And similarly to communism and its Che Guevara, Christianity has its fair share of warriors (ie. men whose hands are stained with blood) revered as ideals, even saints. As a Hungarian, St. Stephen I is an obvious example for me. Stephen established the Christian Kingdom of Hungary and is therefore credited for assuring our survival to this day as a European nation. Yet it is difficult to assume that the Magyars willingly gave up their own brand of shamanistic religion, customs and freedom to join the flock of Jesus and become serfs of the king’s vassals. Moreover, Stephen’s decision to mutilate his defeated pagan adversary’s body, although often presented as having been taken under pressure from his (foreign) supporters, is hardly a deed of Christian forgiveness worthy of a saint. Thus, by analogy, it seems that the answer to the above question is yes, to the extent that it is possible and morally justifiable to the masses.

We like to view our icons as being faultless and pure, which is seldom the case in reality. Therefore, when raised into this realm, it is inevitable that certain elements of the personality in question are magnified and others are discarded. In fact, it is no longer the person which is venerated but rather our own perceptions of it. To the chagrin of his detractors, the Che on T-shirts and posters is no longer Ernesto Guevara de la Serna, the erring, reportedly often violent guerilla warrior, but an icon, a trademark, if you will, of the struggle for the emancipation of the oppressed. Look at it this way: stating that your role model is John F. Kennedy does not imply that you feel compelled to commit adultery. By contrast, having the image of Hitler tattooed on your biceps rarely implies that you merely like dogs and Bavarian mountain resorts.

This, of course, does not exculpate Guevara from any of his wrongs, but the display of his likeness does not indict anyone of identifying with such elements of his personality. For the rest: "El conocimiento nos hace responsables".

Monday, February 26, 2007

A 3rd One

Here's the last recording for this weekend. It's something I came up with Sunday morning. It seems I'm kind of stuck with slow minor progressions for now... This is just one acoustic track with some nice stereo reverb. I spent 2 hours trying to come up with a second guitar track, but in the end I just stuck with this. It sounds full enough to stand on its own, and everything I added seemed out of place. Anyway, have a listen:
B minor song.mp3

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Another Acoustic Demo

Here's a new one I recorded 2nite with my acoustic. This is a song we've been working on for the last couple of weeks with the band. The main riff and chorus are from our keyboard player, to which we added stuff during rehearsals. The arrangement is (hopefully) the one we came up with last Tuesday. I recorded this demo on 3 tracks panned left, right and center. The guitar on the left has a capo at the 8th fret and plays the basic rythm part. In the center I put another rythm guitar, this time playing the chords at the lowest possible position (even adding the low 5th if the root falls on the A string) to add a bit of dimension. On the right, I'm playing the main synth riff with a slide (standard tuning) and adding some other elements just to keep it constant. Check it out:
Mark's Song.mp3


PS: I did screw up a bit towards the end, falling out of tempo on the last couple of chords. Being the lazy bastard that I am, I just faded the whole thing out before it got really nasty ;)...

Saturday, February 24, 2007

New Song

Hey, I just came up with a new thing on my acoustic while I was noodling around. I recorded it using my Samson C01U condenser mic. I haven't got any lyrics yet, but it's the best thing I've come up with in some time. Check it out:
D minor song.mp3

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Where's my bandwidth?

That's the latest result:

It's 2:30 AM, for God's sake! This can't be just the traffic.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Scam

I'm paying for 2Mbps Internet access. Here's the result of my latest speed test:

Am I being fucked or what?

Back From the Depths

Ok, so it's been a while since my last post. Went through quite a rollercoaster ride... This is kinda stupid, 'cause I ain't gonna post anything about it. Now way. Just so that you know that a large chunk of what I am will always be missing from here.

Anyway, I'm back and that's all that matters. I'm going to start recording again pretty soon, got new things to do with the band as well, we're doing a Rockhal gig in May. We'll also be recording a demo of three or four songs and try to get some air time on local radio to promote ourselves. On the downside, it seems our singer, Kewin will leave in July (the country boy's moving up to Brussels, where he plans to start a new career in music). Diane may also be off to Germany next semester, so we'll definitely need to find new voices... Or start singing ourselves... Naaaaa :).

Did I already mention our first gig? Man, that was the weirdest shit I've ever done! We backed a Catholic children's choir during the first 30 minutes, then played some of our songs to an audience mostly made up of the kid's parents and the local pensioners' club. Personally, I was scared shitless about what the reaction of that crowd would be. Plus the sound was awful, and I had so many lights in my face, I couldn't even make out the first row. But they actually liked it and started clapping along to the songs and shit... Either we're doing something right or just very, very wrong ;).

Anyway, if people keep coming and going at that rate, we'll need to play more regularly to avoid having a new lineup for every other gig.

Friday, December 08, 2006

Guitar Synth

Here's a recording I made using the new "harmonic synth" unit in GR2:
Texture (short).mp...

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Lots of new stuff on Cabomusic

I've been doing quite a lot of recording this week, as I had three days off from my dayjob. You'll find a good couple of new songs up there: "Work" and "Successfool" are demos of stuff we're working on with my band here in Luxembourg, while I also finally finished "Guiding Light" after a false start earlier this year. Hope you like 'em.

Monday, October 23, 2006

Rusty Cage

Check out my new recording (click on the title of this post). It's a cover of Soundgarden's "Rusty Cage". One of my friends sent me a video of Johnny Cash playing this song. I started out with his cowboy riff, then took it into Allman Brothers territory. It's been a while since I played slide, but my new Les Paul is set up just right to allow it, so I thought I'd give it a shot. Feel free to explore the other stuff in my esnips music folder.

Monday, October 09, 2006

Confession of a Lost Soul


All these years I've scorned those who trot the stage with set-neck guitars hanging on their shoulders. For the life of me, I could not see why these errant souls would choose to side with the Devil and be blind to the example of Saint Eric, who he himself had walked the path leading to damnation before finding the light within the divine instrument that is the Fender Stratocaster. Believing myself to be strong in faith, I have never cared to lay eyes upon anything other than a Fender. My weapon of choice against evil was to be the sublime twang of a trusty American Standard Tele.

This was until one dark September evening when the Evil One came to tempt me. With unholy intervention, he caused my third string to break during rehearsal, knowing full well that I had no replacement in my guitar case that faithful night. Having no other choice, I decided to use one of the instruments lying around the room. The Prince of Darkness had made sure that a gold top Epiphone Les Paul – synonymous with abomination – fitted with a pair of P-90's would sit just in front of me, which I picked up unaware of the fate that awaits me.

Oh my brothers, the sound of that guitar burst onto my ears like the Sirens calling Ulysses to his doom. It filled my soul with doubt and bewilderment with sweet tone and heavenly sustain. My knees shook with each beautiful cutting note unleashed by this creation of the Fallen One. I suddenly found myself questioning the one Truth I had known to that day, that in the pantheon of guitars only those bearing the mark of Fender would bring me salvation.

I could not resist the temptation. Having lost all sense of right and wrong, I surrendered to the desire for a set-neck mahogany instrument. I sought high and low for the object of this dubious lust. In my search, the Beast brought me to the premises of a musical instrument retailer in Cologne, offering a large selection of all that which is unholy. Paying no mind to the voice calling from the heavens to keep me on the path of the righteous, I stepped into a demo room with two atrocious, albeit affordable axes, one of which was black as night and bore the name of Gibson Les Paul Special, and the other having a sickly yellow color, named Gibson Les Paul Double Cutaway. The sheer sight of these abominations would have struck me down with sickness any other day, but by that time, my soul was firmly in the grasp of the Devil. The Lord, may his name be blessed, made one last desperate attempt to save me from damnation, inflicting an inexplicable and repugnant buzz on the third string of the black instrument. However, with a perfect factory setup and that same sweet tone which lead me astray, the Double Cutaway finally made me succumb to the powers of Darkness.

Behold the instrument that proved to be my undoing. May thee who still have hope be forewarned of Satan's traitorous ways…

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Mazen


I feel guilty. I read through Mazen's blog. Mazen is a musician living in Beirut (yep, that Beirut), who was playing gigs in Amsterdam 2 months ago. Now he's writing a blog about daily air strikes, empty supermarket shelves and gas shortages.

I guess I have to get used to this feeling of guilt. I remember this very same feeling when I was younger, mixed with a bit of fear. It was Yugoslavia's turn in the headlines. It was close, easy to relate to. Stray shells fell onto border towns in the South. We had a nationalist government. It was close.

A couple of years later I went on a rowing trip on the Mura river, along the border. The trip ended near a small village where the Mura joins the Drava. The village was on top of a cliff overlooking the Slavonian lowlands. The village pub had a concrete terasse with a great view. People used to sit outside, sipping their "fröccs" (1/4 wine, 3/4 sparkling water) and watching the armies pounding each other from plastic chairs. Not on CNN. The stray shells were also very much unlike their media counterparts. They actually hurt, they said. It was that close to them.

I remember seeing reports on TV about Sarajevo. On the screen, there were people who were doing the same things I've been spending my days with, having the same mondane preoccupation I had. Until it all broke down. They were now gambling their lives trying to cross a street. It was a bit further off, though. I was shocked.

Mazen wears a beard and drinks whiskey occasionally. Mazen is used to living in the shadow of billboards, listening to the radio, drawing pictures, watching TV, reading books, going out at night, I guess.

I wear a beard and drink whiskey occasionally. I'm living in the shadow of billboards, listening to the radio, drawing pictures, watching TV, reading books, going out at night.

Why is it that my worries about which model of iPod I should buy can't ever be universal?

Friday, August 04, 2006

Just a Picture


This is just a recent photo my wife took of me playing my acoustic.

Recording Again


I recently added two new songs to my Soundclick page. I feel pretty uncertain about the quality. First, both are slow tracks, which is the hardest thing to do. Second, I feel my voice is really not up to par. It took me quite a while to get an acceptable result. I keep telling myself that I just have to find the right style or something but I have my doubts about singing. Anyway, see for yourself. I also posted them on various forums. Most of the feedback was about the guitar tones (these are guitarhead communities, it's true).

I decided to record an album's worth of my older songs, And found a nice photo I took one evening for the "cover". I call it "Bad Moon Rising". Most of these tracks have a very somber mood, hence the title. Still, this nagging insecurity about my voice is holding me back. Last night I was surfing the iTunes Music Store, listening to Tom Waits and Leonard Cohen, some of my big influences, and began wondering if I should bother at all. But I guess I'll just have to try and ignore this and do my best...

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Isn't MySpace crap?

I've recently created an account on MySpace and was absolutely dissapointed by how clumsy it seems in comparison to other networking sites I've used. First of all, it's really annoying that you have to click through two links to log in. I mean, is it hard to put a "login" link on the homepage? Second, I found no way to to transfer my account to MySpace Music. Why shouldn't I be able to do that? Customising your page is also extremely tedious. And why can't I include a link to my own webpage in my profile, for example?

Anyway, maybe it's just that I haven't really taken the time to sort it all out. But I just love to complain! :)

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Heat

I'm starting to have enough of this heat, it's practically unbearable now. No rain for weeks now, I don't think the Grand Duché had anything like this for years. Hopefully, things will get a little cooler for the weekend.

I'm having a great time playing again. I recorded one of my older songs last weekend, "Winter Garden". Stream or download it here. Like most of my older stuff, it's a melancholic number, badly marred by the quality of my voice ;). Anyway, I had a great time doing it. I originally went for a kind of Neil Young sound with loud guitars but that sounded a bit too flat. So I threw out everything except the bass track and went with an acoustic rythm and a bluesey solo guitar part. I think it sounds pretty good, at least as far as the instrumental part. I added some master reverb, which pretty much gives the impression of a band playing, rather than layers of tracks. The song is pretty slow, 65 bpm, but I don't feel that it drags, hopefully noone else will.

I also put the finishing touches on an instrumental called "Bee", also available on my Soundclick page. That was totally written on the fly, from the ground up. I used lots of filter effects, it was great fun sculpting the tone of the bass guitar. My original intention was to mask the fact that I was playing with a pick, I think it worked great.

Friday, July 14, 2006

Summer in the City

Lots of people put Luxembourg down as a small town where nothing ever happens and there's nothing to do. Nothing could be further from the truth this summer. It seems that there's no end to things worth checking out. This week I went to see Sigur Rós at the Neumünster Abbey, a great venue for the band down by the Alzette river under the fortress walls. They were supported by Amina, who also played strings in their set. Never heard of them before, although a search on the Internet revealed that they've been around since 1998 and have played on an Album Leaf record. Their stuff was lots of fun, playing all sorts of instruments from strings to a pump organ and a musical saw. Art school kids, go figure. Sigur Rós' set was also great, though I didn't pay attention to much of the second part, since I spent most of it chatting with some colleagues.

My band also has a new lease on life. We finally found a frontman capable of pulling things together to make it work. The last two rehearsals were great fun. Good thing that I hesitated about leaving them before that, it seems that there's no reason now. Our first show is scheduled for October, seems like it might just work out fine.

I've also been coming up with new ideas for my own stuff. I have three tracks in the pipe, all very different in nature: some new metal stuff, more in the vein of my last finished track "Driving Nails", a funkier number and an alt-rock instrumental job. Haven't got much time, though. Anna is coming home with her sister's family tomorrow, and I still have a couple of things to set straight.

Monday, June 26, 2006

Righteous Driver

Having spent the better part of this weekend driving, I was once again confronted by a highway vigilante. These are the dumb f*cks who think it's their job to enforce speed limits on the road by doing stupid and dangerous sh*t, like hopping on the brakes and making unpredictable moves. Too bad I was driving, I should have taken a picture of that ass, who almost got four of us into a nasty accident. I was following a van on a highway somewhere in France, at a decent pace, when we came up to two other cars: an Audi A3 with German license plates (SLS something or other) and a slower vehicle. The A3 was overtaking the slower car when the van, obviously much faster, arrived from behind. Before pulling over to the slow lane, the German found it appropriate to express his outrage by stepping on the brake pedal. Lucky that the driver of the van was unphased by this unexpected little manoever, othrewise it could have killed all of us. Would that have been worth getting his point across?

When you drive, keep it neutral. If you see something you don't like, pull over and call the police or something, but don't put the lives of others in danger just because you think you're right, man.

Friday, June 09, 2006

Mad as sh*t

May God strike down upon Coditel SA (my ISP) with great vengance and furious anger and kill them with death and other nasty things. These motherf*ckers are supposed to provide me with broadband internet access, what I get is 15Kbps since last Friday. It's virtually non-existant. I phoned their "technical assistance" team two days ago. It took three separate calls for them to make the effort to check whether something was wrong on their end. They had me make modifications to my start-up procedure in msconfig twice, told me to turn off any P2P app I had running (I only use one, Skype, which made it seriously doubtful that this would be the cause). It's only after having spent 3 hours calling them back repeatedly (about 10 EUR in phone-charges), that they admitted that it was due to their mistake and promised to rectify the problem within 48 hours. Those are now almost up and there's still no change. If the connection is not up and running as agreed in contract by the time I get home today... I'll have the opportunity to spend another fortune calling them tonight. Man, I hate these situations when I'm absolutely powerless. I mean, what can I do? Anyway, I'm going to deduct a week's fee from next month's bill. I ain't gonna pay for service that was not delivered. Coditel, go to hell and die!

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

It's been a while

...Yeah, like about three weeks since my last entry. Spent one of those in London, had a great time aside from the weather. Got me a new England jersey. Suppose I chose sides for the World Cup :). Otherwise it's the same-o'. Enjoying the sunshine (endlich!). Also visited Aachen over the weekend. Paid 2 euros a piece to have a peek at the medieval Town Hall and the Cathedral. Lots of bones in the cradle of feudal Europe. Idolatry... Oops, I mean artifacts meant to remind the faithful of saints' virtues. They also have the "Virgin" Mary's belt. Exciting stuff :).

I'm having a great time with my new camera, taking loads of pictures. Yours truly just turned 30 (ouch!). I got it as a birthday present, and been loading my laptop with gigas of photographs. Love it to death. Not that I'm any good at it, but lots of fun.

On the music front, I'm pretty much stuck in a rut. Nothing new coming out. The band sucks, it's just not fun right now. I hope this feeling won't last or I'll have to draw the consequences. Been listening to some new stuff: Tool's 10,000 Days got me hooked. This morning I streamed some songs off Sonic Youth's new record. Awsome. Record out on the 13th, a must buy. (When will I be able to do this sort of stuff, man!?)

Also, I haven't received an e-mail from friends back home in ages. It's now more than 2 years since I moved out here and ties are beginning to fade. Szahl (the band I played with in Budapest) is dying slowly. We're still supposed to play at a friend's wedding in September... But we didn't get together at all the last time I was home this spring.

Ah well, it's not all doom and gloom. Been doing lots of work for a change, which is good. Had a pretty lousy time in the office in May (little to do). Looks like it'll be much better this month. And, like I said, the sun is out.