cavestar

My newest single is now available. It’s a song that was haphazardly assembled from the most common and readily available audio loops and preset sounds. It’s a take-the-easy-way, least-I-can-do kind of song—a reflection on how little effort it takes to make music now. It’s a harbinger of the coming day when AI algorithms will write better music than people can, and how we might not even know or care. I have a memory of driving home late in the wee summer hours and listening to the car AM radio tuned in between stations. Even though they were broadcast from different cities, hearing a few different songs playing and swirling together through the earth’s ionosphere, they almost seemed to belong together. The mind is so good at organizing patterns that it can find them where none exist.

I am pleased to announce the release of my new single, Orange. http://cavestar.com/orange

CIRCULARITY, a forthcoming art installation featuring canvases and music by cavestar. http://tinyurl.com/pzrtrqp 

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Probably my favorite Cure song, recorded for the Murder Studios Presents tribute compilation.  tinyurl.com/oa5e8dz

Again, this piece is a clustering of media from many sources—original photography, stock video, generative computer graphics, and footage I shot of a storm that dumped 24 inches of snow in one night. I never feel like I've finished these works; I just spend less and less time editing until it doesn't really bother me anymore. This is where I stopped with this one.

Even though it's dangerously cold, the sun was bright and the day perceptibly longer. I do love the ever-changing weather patterns and wobble of the planet that always brings the next exciting season. Oh, and here's another video still.

Wassily Kandinsky Concerning The Spiritual In Art 

This is the opening track from my 2008 release Wetlands. My friend Jim Goetsch from Psychosomatic Records asked me to create an album of completely beatless tracks for his label. I accepted the challenge and took it a step further. My self-imposed rule was the no track could take longer than one day to record, mix and master. If any piece took longer; it didn't make it to the album. The CD was made from some synthetic sounds, but many sources were field recordings from the wetlands areas of Indiana. This song is named for a state park west of Indianapolis.

—cavestar

Music for winter night magic.

Took a break from recording to put on big boots and crunch out towards the backyard with a camera. Beauty is only a word that just can't touch what I found. That silence... like sound is a thing that never happened, ever. Light playfully dances in the space between the crystals and the cold has a way of slowing down one's soul. The few minutes I spent there stretched into a frozen sea of time. Yes, winter—bliss and heaven.

Last spring, in the woods near my home, I noticed a deer that had very recently died. Each day as I walked past, I would observe it in a further state of decay. When finally there were only bones remaining, I knew I needed a reminder of the experience. This vertebrae has been on a table in my kitchen silently waiting to become the subject of the photographic study that kept me awake an extra hour tonight. That animal has returned to the dusty womb of the Earth without a trace, except for this one part—which lives on in a new, ghostly, digital form.

...such a cold and clear night...