Archive for January, 2016

Almost There; New Stuff.

Posted in BitPusher2600 News on January 2, 2016 by bitpusher2600

I had to take a second here to mention my present progress on new music, both in the chiptune and ultra-low bass categories 🙂

For starters, I posted a bangin’ little new 1xLSDJ tune on CMo called “Fish Fingers & Custard” which you can check out HERE

It is another that will be on my formal CD release on Amazon which I think will now be titled “Shades Of Gray Handheld.” I still have a few more in progress yet before that gets released. As for the song above, the music itself really has nothing to do with Doctor Who, but it’s upbeat as hell and I came up with it one day because I was working on this and watching re-watching my Doctor Who collection. Up until now, Matt Smith has remained my favorite Doctor and I miss him, so the title just kind of cropped up on it’s own. What else can I say?

On the subject of ultra low bass, beautiful chest rattling boom, I have not released any of that new material online as yet but so far in the last months I have completed four songs for this future album which i’m calling “Boom Theory.” My second bass CD and i’ve learned some things since the first I did in 2014 that guarantee the sound quality of this one will be magnificent, i’m so excited. I mean no, the first one was damn good in terms of sound quality but I sometimes feel I tried too hard to approach it as a chiptuner making a bass CD as opposed to stepping back and embracing that it in fact was a much more production level seriousness than just cleaning up the audio from a vintage video game device. I don’t know how to explain myself but the point is, “Boom Theory” is going to be top notch and that is coming from me, someone who is not at all embarrassed to admit he tends to lack self confidence or awe inspiring talent of any kind. I intend this one to fit right into place alongside the collections of those who own music from Bass Mekanik, or Techmaster PEB, or any other number of genuinely viable competition worthy bass CDs. Some meticulous effort going on behind the scenes. It could definitely rock someone’s socks 🙂

Other than that, I am dealing with some personal life stuff. I am setting plans into motion to cover some bases and then i’m taking a massive plunge and moving to another state, where the majority of my family lives. I’ve definitely got an awful lot to worry about, but I have to squeeze in time and patience enough to be able to sit down, concentrate and work in small doses on my tunes. If nothing else, I guess I want to see at least one chip and one electro release for 2016 with my name on ’em. The personal satisfaction is immense.

Till later. Love and a great new year to my fellow chippers!


Belief, Perception, Resonate: Musicians/Albums & My Youth vs The MP3 Generation

Posted in Personal on January 2, 2016 by bitpusher2600

I’m in the mood to reflect on something and hell, I can’t even pull a good title out of my ass let alone be particularly articulate, so maybe I’ll just blab for myself and do it because I can.

The topic on my mind is music and how it exists nowadays vs when I was young. I’m not talking about the sound, because that has changed and does every day, but rather peoples perception of the core, their belief in it or how an artist is looked at on a personal level.

Compared to the pocket fulls and shoeboxes full of cassettes I was so inseparable from and proud to have, we are quite far and adapted into the internet age and having music as compressed audio files that you have thousands of on your smartphone. I would be lying in saying I don’t love being able to have hundreds of albums at my fingertips and existing on a device that does so much other shit for me and serves me daily, I mean really, carrying a few cassettes in your pocket not just slowly ruins them, it was a pain in the ass. What has happened however is that a song is just another file now, and a song is as expected and undervalued as is each drop of water that comes from your sink when you turn the handle and fill a glass. Does anyone think about the existence of the water you pour down the drain afterwards? Five seconds later, do you picture that water traveling along, what it’s passing thru, how it’s existing?

Does that shit sound extreme? Maybe it’s a wide and goofy comparison but here is my point: music available to us is as easy to acquire as each drop of water from a stream; abundance, many many many. Does that not slightly devalue an individual song? That is the abundance of the digital age, and naturally, you can pick and choose at will. What’s the point of buying a CD when you know you want a certain song or two and couldn’t give a shit about the rest? That’s today’s attitude.

Then of course we consider the artist performing it next. There is always going to be fans of those who get attention, and there will likely always be live concerts and demand for performance, but with it being so easy to cherry pick and choose individual songs, what value and what appreciation does this really lend to the artist? I honestly don’t know how to say what I’m wanting to say here because, well, just consider this. My view is simple, when I was a kid with all of my tapes, I knew them front to back. It was not extremely often that I only begged my mom to buy me such and such’s new cassette because I wanted this one song, or these two songs. I heard something or was attracted to something about that artist themselves, and sure, it could be because of an individual tune, but it was more about the artist, how that artist struck me, or they made me feel in terms of how I feel about myself, or how I feel about a particular subject; maybe the word that could have a wide breakdown is “resonate.” Unlike the individual pick and choose of the mp3 life, I believed in an album, loved the full album because I loved the artist for one reason or another.

Is that even common anymore? I would like to know the ratio of people, say under 20, that listen to music and believe enough in more than one artist to honestly (as in without exaggerating) say they know their albums front to back as opposed to just downloading and moving on with playlists and widely fragmented music libraries and so on.

I will never forget certain parts of my youth, and I’ll bore you (like there’s someone reading this shit) with an example and fond memory of junior high. Gangsta rap and hardcore were huge. Everyone around me was into all this shit that I could not understand, I mean this was not a deep inner-city school surrounded by gang violence and shit, though granted it wasn’t exactly rolling grassy hills suburbia either. Nonetheless, the beats were lame yet aggressive, and everyone was so into that. Me? I was absolutely crazy about Public Enemy. I drew their logo on all of my shit, had several cassettes (some I had to “sneak” and trick my mom into getting because I’d downright rip the Parental Advisory sticker away) and that was one of my big groups. I was interested in the stuff Chuck D was saying even though I probably wasn’t old enough to fully comprehend it all, but I was absorbing it. I knew intelligent hiphop from mind numbing garbage that made some pretend to be much more a badass than they remotely were. I got laughed at and ridiculed by almost everyone I was in school with because “who the hell listens to Public Enemy? How about “pubic” enemy, I used to get that one a lot.

I’m not claiming I’m better than them, I didn’t then, but I thought what the majority was listening to sounded like trash to me so I stuck with my shit no matter what anyone else said and why? I believed in what I believed in, I actually represented it rather hid it or run with a passing phase and be done with that artist a year later. I knew every fucking second of those albums front to back and never got sick of them. That’s only one example. Rather than skip around every second like what is normal now, I absorbed. That was music to me in my youth, it is meant to be like your internal sword and shield thru growing up and you feel it in your heart man. Take another, like Neil Case (known as Beat Dominator and Bass Mekanik), a man producing electronic music that is just music and no words. I was very into his work when I hadn’t barely reached teen age and why? Again, it was in the heart. It wasn’t enjoy a song or two and forget about the rest. No words but it connected to me, and I mean ‘me’. Knew every second of the albums I acquired front to back from so much listening. Kool Moe Dee’s “How Ya Like Me Now” was the very first store bought cassette I ever got, I was almost six, and not only did I know every second of the album by the time I actually was six, I STILL do.

I guess I just don’t really believe that younger people in the modern day, and I do mean right here and now, actually carry such an internal and personal shield and sword thru music or thru an artist or artists anymore. Something about a patchwork shield doesn’t cut it for me (and by that, I mean such a shield as in made up of just two or three songs from this guy, two from this woman, one from this band, etc etc.) I guess that is the way of the world now without question. It’s just a shame though, it’s like something is missing. Something that made owning and fully absorbing a complete album or fully absorbing the work of a musician special in it’s own way. All just gone.

Who knows, I’m not immune to being utterly goofy in the head, maybe this is that sort of situation. All this I’ve written coming from someone who can passionately argue that electronic music is as legitimate a form of music as is anything else. That term “talent” being so viciously attacked when talking about an electronic musician always pissed me off. I choose note for note, sound for sound every passing second of a song I create every rhythm, every harmony, the entire structure of it all, but I cannot possess any talent because I “program” my notes and sounds instead of rolling my fingers on metal strings or swinging my arms at a drum set. I call that logic utter bullshit. Composition, creation, and actually ‘doing’ are what I define as being a musician, not how you’re getting there, just so long as you are doing.

And there I went off on a tangent as I so easily tend to do. But anyway, I’ve maybe made a point on music and generations, or maybe it’s a clusterball. Either way, I’m almost 34, I know damn well I’m not alone in appreciating what is represented inside or out from an artist or a full album as opposed to the pick and choose shuffle that is now. I do sometimes feel much older inside than I am, and I don’t honestly know why.