I opened today. On a Tuesday. I never get to open on Tuesdays, and I really enjoyed it, partly because it let me look at everything that came out this week. This morning, that brought back a time in my life that has drifted away, and inspired a purchase. Peter Murphy, who has now put out more studio albums as a solo artist than he did as the frontman of Bauhaus (3 more, actually), released his first solo record since 2004 today. The album's called "Ninth," and it was a much simpler purchase than buying the last one was. More on that story in a second.
Maybe I was looking for musical ispiration today, or maybe subconsciously I needed a short walk down memory lane. Either way, I got what I needed. Not that anything B. and I are doing references Peter's solo work or Bauhaus directly, but there is a sense of openness, of haunting, even to Murphy's most rocking stuff, that I wish we could find a way to bottle.
Sat down with the acoustic tonight, trying to work on the record. Didn't make much progress, but I figure that as long as I'm working on it, I'm eventually going to stumble into some sort of routine. I do have a handful of chord progressions that I could lay down, but I figure I'll work on that tomorrow, when I have the day off.
The one sentence version of that story: I drove an hour (one way) through thunderstorms and tornado warnings to find a coy of his last record, 2004's Unshattered. The crazy things we do for love.
Maybe I was looking for musical ispiration today, or maybe subconsciously I needed a short walk down memory lane. Either way, I got what I needed. Not that anything B. and I are doing references Peter's solo work or Bauhaus directly, but there is a sense of openness, of haunting, even to Murphy's most rocking stuff, that I wish we could find a way to bottle.
Sat down with the acoustic tonight, trying to work on the record. Didn't make much progress, but I figure that as long as I'm working on it, I'm eventually going to stumble into some sort of routine. I do have a handful of chord progressions that I could lay down, but I figure I'll work on that tomorrow, when I have the day off.
The one sentence version of that story: I drove an hour (one way) through thunderstorms and tornado warnings to find a coy of his last record, 2004's Unshattered. The crazy things we do for love.
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