Shiva's Sanctimony Live at the Red Sea Spring 2007

Cold Drafts a Blowin'

As I sat down to finish Grossberg's "We Gotta Get Out of This Place", one of the people we hired to change our windows showed up suddenly and took out the window next to my computer desk. I was to leave the room as they changed my windows into something more insulating.

So in that time frame (with bangs and drills and loud yelling going on throughout the house) I started gathering notes and times for the upcoming Citizens Banned Summer 2007 montage that I want to start making in January after I finish the Shiva Red Sea project and another book for Patch. I watched the summer shows one after the other, and found them all to be very similar in style and you could tell we were all in a certain state of mind during that timeframe. Very relaxed, actually.

There's a newfound work ethic abound in my noggin. Constant activity will be occurring if it kills me.

Appropriation

I will be posting new media online soon, which means look at past blogs that have MORE SOON now to see where the red flags are for new material. All of the media was kind of on the backburner due to my USB ports being out of commission. I could've used another computer . . . so yeah, call it laziness in the end. But there's no excuse now. The ports are fixed.

As I delve into a project which doesn't render too much in terms of public whoredom, enjoy this random audio file I made as a first track to a recent new mix I made called Appropriation, this being the title track. It's a 22 track CD, kind of dealing with what I'm reading about for Patch. Appropriating and exploiting music for one's own consumer regime ideals . . . yaddah yaddah yaddah . . . contact me if you'd like a copy of it.

APPROPRIATION
--Some of the files include Beck's "Where It's At", Air's "The Vagabond", The Mars Volta's "Vicarious Atonement", Leadbelly's "In the Pines", Sigur Ros' "Ny Batteri", and especially Broken Social Scene's "Capture the Flag".

CB @ Uptown Bar 10/27/07

SET:

1. Sfumato
2. Never Figure Out
3. The Unfashionable and the Untolerated
4. A Place for my Sanity
5. 16 Again
6. Shiva's Sanctimony
7. A Sparrow Sedated
8. Naive Celebration
9. Children of the Revolution
10. Cubesong

*What was thought to be a great breakthrough performance with a packed house of drunken Halloween fools turned out to be par for the course again. I personally felt emotionally removed from the whole experience due to equipment malfunctions and our lack of masking onstage issues such as out of tune guitars, broken strings, etc. The lights were fantastic, but sadly we did not get any video footage of this show. Just audio. I'm ready to take a break.*

MORE SOON

Transcendence in Transmissions

Tonight: Citizens Banned.

Tomorrow: Patch.

CB @ Stasiu's Place 10/2/07

SET:

1. Snozberry Beret
2. Naive Celebration
3. The Unfashionable and the Untolerated
4. A Place for my Sanity
5. Sfumato Intro
6. Painted Desert
7. Ginger Grapevine
8. F.U.C.C.
9. Never Figure Out
10. The Groover
11. Cubesong

MORE SOON

Electric Warriors

Citizens Banned paying homage to what would have been Marc Bolan's 60th birthday . . .

SET:

1. The Groover
2. Children of the Revolution

MORE SOON

Gathering Notes

The first look back at what's influencing the whole Celluloid Cloud era for Patch.

This was the one that started it all . . . a demo I made for an electronic music class final project. My last hurrah of college. Based off of a subsection I made for Cubesong in Citizens Banned, it was originally (and still is, I guess) a remix for Cubesong. After the completion of the recording (and resurrecting it after it had accidently been deleted) I figured it would be a good project to bring in under the Patch name in the meantime (meantime being a year, it seems) while I focused on getting Citizens Banned underway. A nice segway. A million ideas started to sprout in my brain inspired by this project for more songs dealing with a New Regime and the birth of modern American Pop Culture. It's moved on from that now, turning into something taking place in the present time . . . but there will most likely be flashbacks to that birthplace . . . or else it wouldn't be anything of what Celluloid Cloud or Sound. Of. Static. were intended to be . . . a creepy exploration of old entertainment values.

ELECT(RODE)-- Listen

Broadcast preset to all submissive channels
Make-up applied to hide abyssive canals
Turn on us to spray the toxic mace
Clinically proven to cure the human race
Stand by
Stand by
Stand by
To raise them high

*Good evening fellow consumers of the New Regime. We stand on the brink of change, of revolution. The revolution where we sit, there's no idle chatter. To listen. Listen to our frequencies. The flag will consume more stars, more stripes, for our cause. The American Dream has become the World Cause. Come the deciding day I shall eagerly await your wish for progress . . . or recess. The signs are there, my friends. Which will you decide?*

Oppressed regression takes the place masked progression
The cleaner spit the signs of candy cane agression
The pulpit steaming with their own invented devils
Falling down to supposed "Higher Levels"
Bloody rivers flowing from the demon's lair
Pumping arteries atop the highest chair
Membranes from the straightest of all the vertebras
Discipline and punishment of all the ones they hate
The creature sees his shadow ("Six weeks 'till Judgement Day!")
And hides itself to prevent comeuppance pay
Tranquilize the flock, resorting to basal bites
Sprout the sermon from their artificial light

We can't afford to wait (Stand by)
Laying down to forced fate (Raise them high)
Cover what you sowed with upgraded dirt (In the sky)
And handicraft bleached bloodstained shirts (Let freedom fly)

Electrode box
Conveniently nestled in their living rooms
Stimulate their minds
Undertake the nationwide Breeding Brigade
Destroying the compounds
Biohazardous waste

Welcome to the beautiful day of final reckoning

We all gave in and now I know how the west was won
Not with a voice but with an excess loaded gun
Bullets forged out of the steel that made the steeple
Made for Utopia, for God, and For the People
Raise them high in the sky for the one who's won
Close your eyes and shield your ears from the one you shun
Pray to see the spectacle of the one who fakes
Rushing to the square to see him burning at the stake
Jesus weeps but we think he cries with joy
And still you send out all the grunts that you employ
Hold us ignorant for unpatriotic plight
Prove them wrong by going down in the glorious fight
They're grabbing hold and getting down on us tonight
To fuck us senseless, fuck us rotten with all their might
Jack us off, cum on the poor, the sick, the queers
"God bless you all and thanks for lending me your ears!"

*I bid you farewell, my friends. This is the dawn of a new day. You shall not regret. Goodbye, and God bless.*

ASCAP (2007)

Cesarean String

Cesarean String (Listen)

A possible CB Live intro . . .

Club Underground IV -- 9/28/07

SET:

1. A Sparrow Sedated
2. Naive Celebration
3. The Unfashionable and the Untolerable
4. Snozberry Beret
5. Sfumato
6. F.U.C.C.
7. 16 Again
8. Shiva's Sanctimony
9. Cubesong

*After flyering the fuck out of Minneapolis, after the radio show, this was the show christening the beginning of our full onslaught. Or attempt thereof. It could have been better, it was a little sloppy (and my nerves started acting up for some reason during Shiva when I started thinking "Oh shit, they're going to want us to stop the set!" after looking at the "bar time" clock. Nothing was pulled, and all of the bands had ample time for their sets in the end), but it was par for the course. All in all: okay . . .*

Twin Cities Radio -- 9/27/07

SET:

1. A Sparrow Sedated
2. Naive Celebration
3. The Unfashionable and the Untolerated
4. Snozberry Beret
-------------------
5. Motion of Space
6. Sfumato
7. Cubesong

*Overall a really nice, tight set. Our experiment, Motion of Space, was a little shaky, due to a guitar tuning with a really fickle string (it has to be juuuuust a little flat in order to work well) and it wasn't completely in tune (Louie had to actually tune the guitar as Taylor played the song). In the end, we got our footing back . . . not a bad way to start off the onslaught.*

MORE TO COME . . .

Club Underground III -- 8/29/07

SET:

1. Sfumato Intro
2. Ginger Grapevine
3. F.U.C.C.
4. Never Figure Out
5. 16 Again
6. Shiva's Sanctimony
7. A Sparrow Sedated
8. Naive Celebration
9. The Unfashionable and the Untolerated
10. Cubesong

*This was the original setlist planned for the Turf Club a week back. This may have been the band's best performance so far, with lots of interesting video footage lifted from various aspects of the show (that will show up online soon). A nice ending to the "Warm-Up" run of gigs in the summer.*

An Autograph for Our Epitaph?

The Architect

7:00 FM . . . documenting a descent . . . documenting a process that ceases to relinquish its hold on society . . . he found out his fate/he's leaving a little trail for another to follow . . .

A descent into static . . . a secret for the smallest bidder . . .

SOUND. OF. STATIC.
*Currently in pre-production*

CB @ Turf Club -- St. Paul 8/21/07

SET:

1. Sfumato Intro
2. Ginger Grapevine
3. 16 Again
4. Shiva's Sanctimony
5. A Sparrow Sedated
6. Naive Celebration
7. The Unfashionable and the Untolerated

*A 40 minute set was originally planned for the event, but immediately upon starting the Sfumato Intro the sound guy warned us to keep the set under 30 minutes. A video captured the end of the quick minute long debate of what songs were cut and a confusion regarding my new vocal processor's feedback. You can hear me say "Alright, screw it, I'm going to the Bypass status, you've got to be fucking kidding me." This was the most emotionally negative show Citizens Banned has ever played due to the confusion brought on by a slacking booking person at the Turf Club. The video also captures a lot of obvious emotional outbreaks due to the sound guy cutting us off during the intro to Cubesong.*

Typosgraphy

(Listen)

Seeing as though I'm no longer volatile
It's no longer feasible to bring up the dead
Riding on a high balloon over marshes of standing water
That only a few know how to stride
We always wait until it's done
We always blame the times that pass
We always fall to the ground
And suck on the soles of the elders
I no longer feel the need to
I no longer stand in my catatonic corner
I'll take all the evidence and markers
And create a new kind of crime scene

And I'm
Gonna gonna gonna gonna wash it all away
Gonna gonna gonna gonna rain on their parade
Gonna take the blood from the throats of the artifacts
Slash them a new one, and paint the town red

It was this way all along
No more too fucking bad now it's our goddamn song

This is an
Autograph for an epitaph
Autograph for an epitaph
Autograph for an epitaph
On a newly made granite slate
Autograph for an epitaph
Autograph for an epitaph
Autograph for an epitaph
If so then cut out the foreplay and put us away

There is no ground to stand on . . .

ASCAP (2007)