Howe`s Kommentar zu AAAA und zu den Lyrics von Blue Marble Girl:
howe (oz is k’noath):
welp. i was done warned about including yet another in a now seemingly endless chain of blueish marbeld gurgles. but i figured on the toss being good for those who have never ever happened upon this perimeter prior, as opposed to always figuring on material for those who always liked to visit. and there is merit in the erosion of a song that instigates my attention span. to drag a song through the ages, allowing it to de-form in its own natural juices. not to mention the miriad of melodies that now occur through that last version that i found very intrigueing. especially that last chord right where the song changes into that line: „then it’s better to blame anyone…“ . what is that chord ? how did it get in there ? is there such a thing as chord remover ? i dunno yet. but anyway, i am a libra and i can only remain undecided for just so long. so there you go, and yeah, program your cd players to jump it. but someone at some point there in your proxemity will accidentally stumble upon that song for the first time, and it will be for them then. otherly, the next record is probably the best thing i will have ever done. it is simple stuff. it is the voiceings that carry it and seem to make the writing the best i have done. and when i think about it, i guess it was what i was after as far back as 1987. in fact, it was what i was looking for but didn’t know how to ever go about it that lead me instead to paula brown and then john convertino. and then when chris cacavas came aboard i happily dove into them waters instead of entertaining what i originally was thirsting for: to aquire a choir. that being confessed, i like the notion of AAAA a lot, and love to hear what you all have to say, especially those that find flaw in the muck-a- luck. as for the lyrics of BMG, it was only about them trailer parks and crystal meth the night i played it then and mentioned such. it is only really about 2 young folks in love and how they just survive this world with it, even when the love gets gone. good and gone. but still good. and so not to blame yourself so very much when it slips away seemingly because of their own actions, as opposed to the great relief of an undetermined destiny instead. the end. –good story, huh?
Außerdem ein Schwung von klasse Bilder vom Januarauftritt in Torino:
http://www.bobmoz.com/pages/83_GiantSand.htm
So viel Spaß kann Musik machen:
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“It's much harder to be a liberal than a conservative. Why? Because it is easier to give someone the finger than a helping hand.” — Mike Royko