Rubidoux
It's Tuesday December 2nd. Kristin's CASH Subscribers should keep an eye on the new CASH 50FOOTWAVE page over the next week or so. We'll have a special "Thank You" appearing soon.
Rubidoux was written in the back seat of Rob's car, somewhere between San Francisco and Los Angeles. Rob drove, Billy and I bought the gas and we all laughed hysterically for about six hours. My face ached from laughing that day.
Bernie wasn't with us, he was up in Seattle and I wanted to include him, so I tried to text him everything that was said, then lost track when the sun went down, fumbling with my phone in the dark. I promised him that 50FootWave's last drive down the coast would not be our last ever. "Watch out for owls," he said before I turned off my phone.*
Rob and Billy sat up front, listening to the radio, but Rubidoux played louder and louder in my head until it drowned out the suck-ass songs the boys were dancing to up front. So dark and blue and sweet, this new song seemed to make everything look beautiful. Even the In-n-Out Burger trash on the floor looked good.
Back home in New England, I recorded Rubidoux late at night with Rizzo. In the stillness around midnight, you could hear waves breaking down the street: midnight is dark and blue and sweet at Rizzo's. Still recovering from a bout of laryngitis (the Scotland Sorrow) my voice was creaky and difficult to control, but all the other instruments worked.
Because I'm in California again, Rizzo and I have spent the last few days tweaking the mix via mp3 and telephone. Rizzo's board exploded, was sent away and replaced and we continued to tweak. I'm pretty sure it sounds good now: dark and blue and sweet.
Love,
Kristin
*a reference to the "Owl Qaeda" episode of a drive down the west coast with 50FootWave...we survived, the tour bus windshield did not.
An Important Note To CASH Subscribers:
As this concludes Kristin's year-long series of Speedbath uploads, you may be wondering what's next. We'd very much like you to remain involved in Kristin's work life (life's work?) while she's preparing the commercial release of Speedbath. We know that money is tight, so here are some reasons to keep your CASH subscription active.
• All active subscribers will receive Speedbath the minute we do - hot off the presses.
• We will launch a 50FootWave CASH page in November. Expect to find a full-album stream of the new Ep, "Power + Light", as well as downloads and a link to pre-order the vinyl (which will be offered in 4 colors!)
• January will see the launch of an entirely new CASH project from Kristin. We think you'll love it.
We want to take this opportunity to again express our undying gratitude and appreciation for your support and involvement in CASH's inaugural year. It's been an amazing experiment. We hope you have enjoyed it and found it as fulfilling as we have. We certainly could not have done it without you.
Be in touch any time with your thoughts, comments and ideas.
Lots of love from,
All of Us at CASH
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Rubidoux was written in the back seat of Rob's car, somewhere between San Francisco and Los Angeles. Rob drove, Billy and I bought the gas and we all laughed hysterically for about six hours. My face ached from laughing that day.
Bernie wasn't with us, he was up in Seattle and I wanted to include him, so I tried to text him everything that was said, then lost track when the sun went down, fumbling with my phone in the dark. I promised him that 50FootWave's last drive down the coast would not be our last ever. "Watch out for owls," he said before I turned off my phone.*
Rob and Billy sat up front, listening to the radio, but Rubidoux played louder and louder in my head until it drowned out the suck-ass songs the boys were dancing to up front. So dark and blue and sweet, this new song seemed to make everything look beautiful. Even the In-n-Out Burger trash on the floor looked good.
Back home in New England, I recorded Rubidoux late at night with Rizzo. In the stillness around midnight, you could hear waves breaking down the street: midnight is dark and blue and sweet at Rizzo's. Still recovering from a bout of laryngitis (the Scotland Sorrow) my voice was creaky and difficult to control, but all the other instruments worked.
Because I'm in California again, Rizzo and I have spent the last few days tweaking the mix via mp3 and telephone. Rizzo's board exploded, was sent away and replaced and we continued to tweak. I'm pretty sure it sounds good now: dark and blue and sweet.
Love,
Kristin
*a reference to the "Owl Qaeda" episode of a drive down the west coast with 50FootWave...we survived, the tour bus windshield did not.
An Important Note To CASH Subscribers:
As this concludes Kristin's year-long series of Speedbath uploads, you may be wondering what's next. We'd very much like you to remain involved in Kristin's work life (life's work?) while she's preparing the commercial release of Speedbath. We know that money is tight, so here are some reasons to keep your CASH subscription active.
• All active subscribers will receive Speedbath the minute we do - hot off the presses.
• We will launch a 50FootWave CASH page in November. Expect to find a full-album stream of the new Ep, "Power + Light", as well as downloads and a link to pre-order the vinyl (which will be offered in 4 colors!)
• January will see the launch of an entirely new CASH project from Kristin. We think you'll love it.
We want to take this opportunity to again express our undying gratitude and appreciation for your support and involvement in CASH's inaugural year. It's been an amazing experiment. We hope you have enjoyed it and found it as fulfilling as we have. We certainly could not have done it without you.
Be in touch any time with your thoughts, comments and ideas.
Lots of love from,
All of Us at CASH
posted by Kristin at 7:21 PM
3 Comments:
Thanks! Thanks a lot for this music! The CASH project is THE way I like approaching music&artists ("for friends, family and interested onlookers"), I will remain subscribed for sure.
The CASH experiment, imho, has been a great success. It's helped us fans feel as if we're getting a bit of insight into the creative process, as well as somewhat of a personal connection to K's thoughts via the comments about each song.
It's been a blast!
On winter evenings, when one drives past Anaheim, the fireworks emanate from Disneyland as if the whole of Orange County were a Sleeping Beauty Dream, dark dragons of suburbia, Knotts Berry Farm compassionate dwarven places.
If one turns east one can come to Lake Elsinore, where the native people fished, where people in lawn chairs and deep-bottom-dangled live worms still fish, and where yucca blooms on the mountains if one stares at it just right from the 15 freeway.
There's a balance between the spare desert spaces and the colorful inner scenery. One drives past miles of Midland and Odessa and Abilene and Arlington to reach the Fair Park, where Big Tex smiles and waves and the ferris wheel goes as high as this:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/46183897@N00/3028361217/
I imagine that all journeys have this element of blended prickly pear and carnival midway.
I like to do simple animations with Pivot Stickfigure Animator, the easiest of the freeware animation programs.
If I create a stickman, cause him to walk, and then use another program to merge that image a colorful still image,then the stickman seems to morph into many men, and also to swim like Cagney dancing to "Yankee Doodle Dandy".
Perhaps this is what comes from the desert of the "old music industry thing", a myth I supported one 5 dollar LP at a time (remembering as I type when "Houses of the Holy" was on sale at a small-town Arkansas grocery store, right next to the Tanya Tucker album with "Field of Stone" on it). Not an estrangement, nor a fireworks display, but a blending of the myth of music with reality.
Maybe it's a nomadic life--maybe there's more Mormon tea plants than colorful orchids along the way. But when it all works, there's a kind of liberation in the air--the sweet smell of the creosote bush at Vasquez Rocks,
the sense that it's better to plant one's own marigolds, season permitting, than to be hot-house flowered until the bloom is entirely gone, and then....
Congratulations on completing "Speedbath". "Rubidoux" is a great road song--the kind of song to put in an mp3 player while fishing for bluegill in Lake Elsinore (or mackerel on Catalina)--the kind of song to play in Texas in a prairie park in the middle of nowhere, just when the gorgeous Texas wildflowers appear everywhere--but only to those who look for them.
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