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| Constantly shifting time signatures and specific themes make this a significant departure from the "fast and dirty" approach of many of my recent postings. |
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Credits: Nobody but Bob |
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| Improvised guitar solo. |
CD: Bob did some stuff and this happened.
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| Improvised guitar solo. |
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Credits: Yo toqué la guitarra |
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| Improvised guitar solo. |
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Credits: Bob: Strings, knobs, pedals |
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| The immor(t)al piano classic, transcribed for solo prepared electric guitar (the preparation being that I wove several small sticks into the strings, then hit sticks and strings with a chopstick). This is quite probably the most severely deconstructed version of this song you will ever hear. |
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| Improvised MIDI guitar solo. The title comes from a rather ubiquitous bit of grafitti that has been popping up around Iraq lately. |
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Credits: Bob is never done but he's usually home. |
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| Yet another of those improvised guitar solos you've come to either love or hate (depending on how you feel about them). Enjoy--or don't. |
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Credits: Well, Bob enjoyed doing it |
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| ...and now a bit of skankin' dirge from 1995. This was recorded on gear one might find at Fred Flintstone's garage sale (Casio CZ-101 and Yamaha RX-17 drum machine), as well as my trusty old G&L electric guitar. Except for the drum parts nothing in this song was sequenced. |
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Credits: Music: Bob; title: Noam Chomsky (I think?!?!) |
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| Improvised guitar solo (E-bowed guitar processed with a Sequential Pro-1 synthesizer and two digital delays). Could a guitar sound any less like a guitar? That's what I'm trying to find out. |
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Credits: Bob (as usual) |
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| This was recorded 12/31/95 and 1/1/96. Out of one year and into another. |
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Credits: Out of Bob and into your ears |
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| I have heard apocryphal stories concerning Attorney General John Ashcroft's beliefs that dancing is a sin and that calico cats are agents of Satan. Since it is absolutely certain that he will spend eternity in Hell (the fate of ALL religious extremists and freedom-haters), I got to thinking about what would be a fitting punishment for him. The title of this song says it all. |
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Credits: Bob: Multi-tracked MIDI guitar |
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| Improvised guitar solo (MIDI and conventional guitar processed with several digital delays and a looping pedal). |
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Credits: Three minutes of Bob |
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| A drum sequence and a bunch of guitar tracks. I recorded this in one big day-long session 7-3-03. On some tracks the guitar signal was processed using the filter and modulation sections of a Sequential Circuits Pro-1 analog synthesizer. Love that ring mod! |
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Credits: "I'm standing here in front of the White House, and I look across the street and I don't see any Black House." Sun Ra |
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| I originally uploaded this song on 6-22-03. However, after going back and giving it another listen I found that it sounded rather muddy and subdued. Hence this remix. |
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Credits: Bob is STILL just a prawn in the game of life. |
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| Not really a "blues" piece, this 4-track cassette recording from 1994 employs a Jewish scale.. One of the highest compliments I've ever received came when a redneck from Dexter, Oregon called this song "unpatriotic". How a song with no lyrics can be unpatriotic is beyond me, but knowing that the way I string notes together upsets flag-waving Bush supporters helps me sleep a little better at night. Not all conservative people are stupid, but most stupid people are conservative. |
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Credits: Bob made it so |
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| Big upbeat piece based on an Indian Yaman (7-tone) scale. 4-track cassette, 1994. |
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Credits: Bob was shaking |
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| Multi-tracked MIDI Guitar/drum sequence. |
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Credits: Meausured and cut by Bob |
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| I have to get better organized!!! Not only have I misplaced all the information about this song, but I also seem to have lost (deleted?) the original sequence. As I recall, this tune uses a 7-tone Indian scale. Maybe that's important, maybe not. The title came from something I heard an Arab-American gentleman say a few days after the 9/11 attacks: "America has moved closer to the fire." I do not engage in the flag-waving, the histrionics, the jingoism, or the maudlin claptrap that pass for patriotism in the USA (millions and millions are flying flags, but almost no one votes--where's the patriotism in that?). This is not a tribute song, just a musical interpretation of the chaos and confusion that so many of us felt in the days following the attack. |
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Credits: One nation, under Bob |
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| Multi-tracked, microtonal, MIDI guitar mucky-muck. |
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Credits: "Watch out for Muck-Muck" Yochannan, the Space Age Vocalist |
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| This one employs a De Claus just intonation scale. |
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Credits: Bob did it all... |
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| Microtonal elctronic rock on the K2000. This one is based on a 7-tone Arabic Al Farabi scale. |
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Credits: Blame it on Bob. |
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| Sequenced synth drone and improvised E-bow guitar. Drone on! |
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Credits: Bob droned and bowed |
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| Improvised solo--MIDI and conventional guitar. |
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Credits: bOB AS A BOb |
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| Spend a minute or so floating in a very dark, peaceful place. Think of it as death, but without the commitment. |
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Credits: Only Bob did anything |
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| Live electric gutar solo. Recorded at Delbert's Cafe, Eugene, Oregon, 9/15/92. |
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| MIDI guitar sequence--a little bit squeaky, a little bit tweaky. |
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Credits: Bob's brain and fingers |
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| Improvised MIDI/conventional guitar solo. The title refers to a very large asteroid recently discovered by astronomers. Its trajectory has it colliding with the Earth in about 850 years (I'm not making this up, folks). Think of it as a reminder from nature of just how puny and insignificant human endeavor really is. The truth is we really don't matter much at all--except to each other. "This world will be destroyed; also the mighty ocean shall dry up; and this broad earth will be burnt up. Therefore, sirs, cultivate friendliness; cultivate compassion" The Visuddhi Magga (Hindu text) |
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Credits: Bob is doomed too. |
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| MIDI guitar sequence. Here in Oregon November tends to be a cold, grey, rainy month. Here I pay tribute to this beautiful grey month with some beautiful grey music |
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Credits: Bob gets more grey by the day |
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| Improvised MIDI guitar solo. |
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Credits: Bob imploded |
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| The scale used in this one is a mathematical scale called "Overtones". A rather tweaky tuning, don't you think? Or don't you? |
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Credits: The Bob, the whole Bob , and nothing but the Bob |
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| None of that phony fake jazz here--this is REAL fake jazz. |
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Credits: Bob's head/heart/hands |
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| Kind of dreamy, kind of jazzy. Inspired by yet another cold, rainy Oregon autumn day |
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Credits: Bob by himself |
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| Improvised guitar solo. Nice and simple--an electric guitar, two digital delays, a 1mm pick, and an E-Bow. |
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Credits: Guitar: Bob; Title: George W. Bush |
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| Improvised guitar solo. The guitar is used to drive a Kurzweil K-2000 synthesizer. This signal is then combined with the audio output of the guitar. |
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Credits: Don't forget Bob, airhead! |
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| Pardon the poor sound quality. It's a small miracle that this recording even exists. (Thanks to my dear friend, Dennis Richards, without whom this song would have been lost forever.) This little ditty, from 1984, was recorded in the first few minutes after taking my first 4-track recorder (a Fostex X-15) out of the box. Dig that crazy backwards guitar. Hey, Reagan was president--the whole world was going backwards! |
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Credits: Bob: Backward/forward |
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| Improvised solo, combining both MIDI and conventional guitar signals. The title was inspired by the Republican-controlled US Congress. In changing their commisary menu to read "Freedom Fries" instead of "French Fries" they have once again shown that, when coupled with rabid, fanatical patriotism, human stupidity knows no limits. |
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Credits: Bob is not tickled! |
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| This piece always makes me think of clouds. What does it make you think of? Recorded in the early '90s on cassette 4-track. |
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Credits: Who do you think? |
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| Pulsing, swooshing synthesizers. This is a piece I recorded in the early '90s. Some have told me it reminds them of Kraftwerk, which I will take as a compliment. I think, however, that this piece has a somewhat more dense sound than much of Kraftwerk's material. |
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Credits: Bob, Bob , and more Bob... |
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| A bit rough around the edges, but I decided to post it anyway This is my first successful (quasi-successful, anyway) foray into MIDI guitar. Which is to say that every note in this piece originated on the guitar. Strange but true. |
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Credits: Music: Bob; Title: Edward Albee |
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| This disturbing bit of noise is actually an improvised MIDI guitar solo. Because the K-2000 synth is capable of microtonal tuning there are notes here that could never be played on a conventional guitar. Should I have even played these notes in the first place? You tell me--or don't. |
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Credits: ¡Bob lo hizo! |
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| A pleasant and melodic piece mixing MIDI and conventional guitar. |
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Credits: Bob walks |
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| I've always been particularly proud of this one. I recorded it in 1987. The keyboard I used was a cheapo Yamaha mini keybord that I bought at a discount department store for less than $100. Check out that tink-tink-pop drum sound. |
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Credits: Tink-tink-bob |
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| Hootin', hollerin, and yodelin,. For this one I tuned the Kurzweil to an African Kora scale. An almighty thud! |
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Credits: There is no Bob but Bob... |
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| Crazy beatnik squonk produced by the K2000 tuned to an Arabic 12-tone scale. |
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Credits: It were Bob! |
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| This solo electric guitar improv was recorded live at The Beanery, Eugene, OR, Dec. 22, 1995 |
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Credits: There was no one but Bob onstage that night. |
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| Forget everything you know about what a guitar "should" sound like--that's what I did when I recorded these pieces. Seven short pieces for prepared/tweaked guitar, fused into one long noise fest. The titles of the individual bits are as follows: 1-Billy Is A Thief/2-Donkey Noodles/3-A-Lie-Nation/4-Sorry I Wrote This/5-God Licked My Brain (Ho-Ha)/6-Skullhead, Where Are You?/7-Splang. All titles came from grafitti I read on walls in various cities, except for #7, which is simply onomatopoeia. |
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Credits: Bob did it |
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| Bouncy synth and guitar theme gives way to dreamy space drone. Not that it has anything to do with anything, but this piece was recorded as I watched O,J. Simpson's 35 mph chase through the steets of LA. Music to beat a murder rap to? |
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Credits: Bob is One and One is Bob |
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| This solo electric guitar improv was recorded live at Delbert's Café in Eugene, Oregon, on September 15, 1992. Can you hear the espresso machine in the background? |
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Credits: Guess! |
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| A bit of esoterica: Clown Party is the brand of marshmallows that Bart Simpson puts in his hot chocolate. If I had a bit more of a life I probably wouldn't know that. |
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Credits: Ego-ego! |
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| Toe-tappin' microtonal mayhem. This piece is based on a Japanese akebono scale (5-tone). |
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Credits: Music: Bob; title: Krusty the Klown |
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| A nice musical accompaniment for spending a cool, breezy afternoon with the empress of the land of your dreams. |
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Credits: Bob's dreams |
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| Is it quietly chaotic or chaotically quiet? Beautifully noisy or noisily beautiful? Is this line of questioning going to get us anywhwere? Probably not, so I'll be quiet and let you enjoy the music. Or maybe you'd rather enjoy the noise? |
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Credits: Built it myself and I love it! |
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| I've been in a tranquil and reflective mood lately. Hence this song. Have fun floating. |
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Credits: Bob floats alone. |
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| East meets further East. I'm not sure how I got such a Middle Eastern feel out of a Balinese Pelog scale, but what are you going to do? Listen and enjoy, I guess. I hope. |
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Credits: Bob's the one. |
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| In this case I think the word is "spooky." But don't be scared! |
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Credits: Bob isn't afraid of spooks. |
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| The "experiment" here was that I tried to do Yoga breathing exercises while I composed this piece. I don't how well it worked, but it sure is a dreamy and meditative piece. Namaste, dudes! |
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Credits: Bob breathed this one |
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| Employs a Greek scale called Ptolemy's Diatonic. According the the World Music Menu manual this scale is one of the evolutionary antecedents of our modern major scale. I don't know anything about that, only that this sounds kind of like some sort of cryptozoological critter trying to get out of my speakers. |
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Credits: Must have been Bob |
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| Here's another bit of hiss-story for you (1984). In those days I knew nothing about levels or monitoring. I just had a headful of ideas I wanted to explore. Despite the poor sound quality, this piece indicates one of the many directions I would be going in over the coming years. Too late to turn back now! |
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Credits: Music and mistakes by Bob |
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| I'm grateful that mp3.com provides this service, but I wish they allowed more flexibility in their selection of genres. This piece doesn't fit ANY of their prescribed categories (but then, without prescribed categories we'd have to actually think about what we were listening to before passing judgement--can't have that!). This was recorded in 1984 by my friend, Steve Bullock, and myself. Instead of using musical instruments, we simply rounded up a bunch of household objects--pan lid, bottle of vitamins, alarm clock, etc. Peel another banana and enjoy! |
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Credits: Steve-this and that; Bob-that and this |
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| From a time when dinosaurs and tape hiss ruled the earth. This is one of my earliest recordings, from 1984, only days after I purchased my first 4-track recorder. |
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Credits: Bob-a-saurus |
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| Here's a little something for your chakras. Like "Pranayama 1 (elsewhere on this page), the rhythm for this one was determined by yoga breathing. Very simple, very quiet. |
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Credits: Bob spun it. |
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| This itty bitty ditty was recorded on 4-track cassette in the early '90s. I don't know if it really fits in the experimental genre or not, but I had to put it in SOME category to upload. How nice it would be if we could just listen to music without having to put it into prescribed categories. As Robert Fripp says, "Comparison to others is the mark of a fool." |
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Credits: Ant Bob |
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| Turn your back fro another stab from the past. This was recorded in late 1984. I had just bought a Sequential Cricuits Pro-1 synth, and this was the first piece I used it on. I recorded each track in isolation (i.e. without listening to the other tracks), yet the whole thing just seemed to fall together in a way that suggested I actually knew what I was doing. |
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Credits: Do you think Bob knew what he was doing? |
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| Just a bit on the jazzy side. Nice tune for a grey, rainy afternoon. This one employs a basic Just Intonation tuning. |
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Credits: All Bob... |
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| For this piece, as with many others here, I recorded each track in one pass in an effort to maintain an improvised feel. The synth is retuned to a Balinese Pelog (7 tone) scale, courtesy of Free Play Productions "World Music Menu" software. |
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Credits: Bob played everything |
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| Cute little ditty, isn't it? Composed on the K2000 using a Tibetan 12-tone scale. |
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