Have you seen Dead To Me? Dead to Me is a fantastic dark comedy created by Liz Feldman which premiered on May 3, 2019 on Netflix. The series stars Christina Applegate and Linda Cardellini as grieving women who bond during therapy. If you are a fan of the show, like me, you will be pleased to hear that it has been renewed for a second season! Sweet! Recently, at the 71st Primetime Emmy Awards, Christina Applegate received a nomination for outstanding lead actress in a comedy series, which is well deserved because she is brilliant in this series. If you've seen it, you know what I am talking about, if you haven't seen it, I highly suggest it, and I'm not working for Netflix or anything, I'm just a music lover, and yes of course, I really like the sound track. The music is fantastically curated by music supervisor Tricia Halloran. Listen to the playlist I made on here and please follow Magnetic West Music on Spotify. Thanks! Mike
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It's important to have a Music Performance Agreement between you and the venue so the terms are clear and there's no gray area to figure out during or after the gig. Send this form ahead of time to the booking agent, talent buyer or music coordinator at the venue if they don't send you one first.
On the form you will of course include all of your Contact Information. If your act has multiple members then this is a good way to have one member be the point person. It is very important to have a phone number that the talent buyer can use to reach you easily for updates to the gig or contact when you are on the road. The performance Date is helpful to keep clear for scheduling, travel and information for publicity and obviously showing up on the right date for your gig and making sure the venue doesn't double book you. Pinpoint the location / address of the venue to plug into your maps app. so you can arrive in a timely manner and plan your travel time. If your venue is in your home town and you play there a lot then maybe mapping it out isn't important but this contract is still important. If the Event has a name, like if it is part of a certain music festival, a series, showcase or something along those lines, it is helpful for publicity to indicate that. All of these items ensure that you and the venue are on the same page. The Services section covers a lot of useful information to the venue so they are clear about what to expect: what services you are providing / your genre, band members, or any notes about what you are delivering, so that the venue isn't expecting a full band when you show up solo. The Performance Details are often filled by the venue and can include: the performance order and where you're placed on the bill, how long your sets are, breaks, if there's more than one act performing, what time you're expected to arrive and load in and do sound check. You can ask about these details in this section if they haven't been previously arranged. It's good to have the venue write down PA / Equipment Details so you know what you need to bring and what the venue has. You can also put your tech. / stage plot requirements here. Payment: this is good to clarify your compensation, wether it's a guarantee, percentage of the door cover or ticket sales. Does it include food & drink? Are you getting paid a portion of the money upfront (“deposit”), and if so, what is that amount, and when is it due to be received? Are you being paid before or after the show? How are you getting paid – cash or check? There are a lot of variables in how artists are compensated so it is good to get those details taken care of before the gig. Seems like I may have forgotten something, right? Other Info. to include could be an agreement as to what happens if you are sick or the event gets rained out or anything else that is unique to the performance. After you and the talent buyer sign and date it, and you get their contact info. so you can text them when you get to the venue, you'll have taken care of business and you'll be able to focus on the performance. Download the complimentary form below! Have fun! chime in : Do you you already have a form you use? How does it differ from mine? Have you noticed using a Performance Agreement helps ? How often do you use them? kindly, Mike Caruso ( MAGNETIC WEST MUSIC )
I met with my friend, singer/songwriter Justin Gordon and we talked about his new album Backwater. Early on in the conversation he stated :
“you compartmentalize some part of your identity and, for me, I’ve always been committed to making records. It’s how I’ve arbitrarily chosen to mark the eras of my life. ” With what Justin communicates in his music, he believes the listeners to be " the presumed perpetrator of bad culture, which is in fact, the person who is just like you or me or anybody else, doing their best. ” In addition, he describes the album as "a query to be answered by O yea, I understand what you are saying... I feel that way all the time. It’s a call for reassurance. " He continues to illustrate this reciprocity one might have with his music as “I heard that song and I really connected with it because I feel the similar feeling of alienation or something along those lines " and then he " connects with that person over that feeling.” Furthermore, of the material that floats in the mirror pool of Backwater, he says " some of them are just love songs or songs of lost youth. ”
We examined the element of songwriting where you decide to include or leave out specific place names and Justin said " certain songwriters use that to great effect. You think it might be putting people on the outside - well I’m not from Jersey - or something like that but it’s almost an intimacy , it can be like you are getting let in on this person’s geography, like an inner circle." The album's songs feel rooted in the geography of southern backwater reflecting a warm desert glow, but the songwriter sites locations spanning from Maine to Southern Oregon, from Athens, Ohio and the Lost Coast of California, and as far as Mexico and Columbia.
From the first tones of the acoustic guitar on the opening track, Folly of Youth, you can hear the carefree character of Justin’s $10. guitar that has appeared in many recordings (including the 2006 album entitled Ten Dollar Guitar ) . On this track, that has some of his signature chord structuring, comfortable vocals deliver a confident melody and the final moments of the song are enchanted with the chiming notes of piano. On the track that follows it, Cabin Life, the buttery growl of Justin’s Harmony Rocket , a semi-hollow body guitar with gold foil pickups, churns under his poetics. Then Possibilities shows up to celebrate with a fun retro style. Riohacha, which appeared on 2016 album Home Fires as a reverb soaked acoustic track ( which I coincidentally played on accordion on) got released in it’s full glory brewed in the smokey Backwater which is the original version of the song , how it is played live, with Dave Hampton on drums and Jeff Fretwell on bass.
The album , like Justin’s other work , is full of captivating melodies to hum , or whistle, like he does in Wilderness, which, if you’ve heard his song Me & Chuckles, you might recognize the melody (Wilderness was actually partially written while in Guatemala in 2009. Me & Chuckles came later and took over some of that melody . ) Simple Man is a tune that I could hear spinning in the background of a party, cascading good vibes into the air. The playful marimba sound comes from an 80’s Casio keyboard which he feels is a portrayal of a “simple melody played in someone’s bedroom , a lack of polish, a counterpoint of clean tone” to balance out the warm lo-fi recording. “I like combining those things” he adds. Stones , the fifth track on the album is a beautiful deep dive into emotional territory. Elders, which delivers an elegant sense of the sonic field of the album and The Beach , which brings you right there to that sandy location with an easy going rhythm and relatable lyrics, are two personal favorites for the songwriter. When I asked Justin to elaborate on Elders, which is my favorite too, he said “ I was looking at chords that I had written out years ago with the first verse of the song, there was a scribbled out chord and the scribbled out chord looked like a letter C. I played the progression and I was like, That’s not right, but I like it. It was a strange place to start a verse or a song but I was like oh, this is going someplace already.” He continued with “most songwriters are either embracing their structure or trying to find new ways to get out of their tendencies or chord progressions. I don’t make any great effort to get out of my chord progression tendencies but I certainly try to think of every possible angle that I can go on a key...there are no rules”.
The warm, inviting recording , which was originally supposed to be captured directly to 1/4” 4 track reel to reel tape, was actually recorded digitally and then mastered to tape. The melodies are engaging and the well crafted lyrics rise throughout the album like delicate desert flowers or gasoline fumes packing a pungent punch. It is truly gritty and honest Americana poetry at its finest. Backwater reaches new landscapes in its effort to remove itself from the mainstream but it is certainly not a departure from Justin's well seasoned creative persona. The achievement catches my senses. It is firmly rooted in honesty and it feels good to listen to. About the title's theme Justin says " Backwater is a place where things don’t change, they haven’t been modernized. I wanted to convey reclusion or trying to achieve some remoteness, a getting away, an escape from feeling crowded, which coalesced on a trip to the Lost Coast. I think this collection of songs is like the Lost Coast. It's about appreciating the old ways. "
I know this is my blog about music but it was just a matter of time before I wrote about food. I grew up snacking on traditional Italian pizzelles ( ha, my computer says I am spelling pizzelles wrong and it is trying to auto-correct it to Pirellis but no, I didn’t grow up eating car tires. ) Anyways, my Nonnie made light and crispy pizzelles that were anise flavored. Usually around the holidays they would start stacking up on the countertops and the sweet buttery crispy cookies shaped in beautiful designs would be a comfort and delight, and an occasional giggle-fest when someone would mispronounce anise. What flavor?! So, don’t tell my Nonnie, but this recipe is for gluten-free pizzelles, and you can flavor them however you want. Mike Caruso’s Wicked Light + Crispy Gluten Free Pizzelle Recipe: 3 eggs ( chicken eggs work best ) 3/4 cup sugar ( I use fine organic cane sugar ) 3/8 teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon vanilla The Flour: You need 1 and 3/4 cups : you can use 1 3/4 cups of whatever gluten free flour(s) you want but just make sure to use mostly rice flour. I tried using all coconut before and they were wicked crumbly and tiny crumbs would get stuck in your throat and when you would try and talk to people while eating them you would just end up coughing and your eyes would water and they would ask “ are you ok?” and when you couldn’t respond they would just kinda walk away. I don’t want that to happen to you, that’s not really what we are going for here. Here’s what I like to use: 11/4 Cup of Bob’s Red Mill GF 1to1 Baking Flour ( or something similar ) ( it’s a blend of two different rice flours/potato starch, sorghum flour and tapioca flour and xanthan gum ) 1/4 cup of fine coconut flour 1/4 cup of fine almond flour 2 teaspoons baking powder 10 tablespoons of melted butter 1 extra bit of butter for greasing your Pizzelle iron ( you have a Pizzelle iron right ? ) powdered sugar for dusting 1 teaspoon of flavor ( almond, anise, etc ) extract INSTRUCTIONS melt the butter in a little pan on the stovetop while doing the next step: Beat the eggs, sugar, salt, and vanilla until well combined. Stir in the flour and baking powder, mixing until smooth. Add any additional flavors ( I like almond extract. there’s always anise, and even lemon perhaps, I may be just imagining it but I think I had some butter-rum flavored ones too that were pretty scrumptious. Add the melted butter, again mixing until smooth; the batter will be thick and soft. Heat your pizzelle iron. Take a pad of butter and rub it on your hot pizzelle iron - don’t burn your fingers! especially if you play guitar and have a gig that night. As the iron heats, the batter will stiffen, and the children will start circling around and dipping their fingers in the powdered sugar. Cook the pizzelle according to your iron. In general, they'll take somewhere between 45 seconds and 2 minutes cook. Mine has a little light that goes off when they are done. Take them out quick before they get too brown, just a light toasted color is good. Remove the pizzelle from the iron with a spatula or something, it will be soft and wicked floppy, lay it on a cooling rack and make some more. fun idea : While they are all bendable you can roll them up and make ice cream cones or cannolli shells. They cool and harden very quickly and then you can trim the edges to make them all pretty. you can feed the edges to you dog or kids or trash can. Dust cooled pizzelle with powdered’ sugar Enjoy !
One word that often gets used by people who claim to not know how to speak about music is dissonance so I though I would clarify that term: Musical Dissonance. You've heard it before, like a baby banging on many keys of a piano at the same time , can be a clashing and harsh sound but also, done well, it can express conflict or tension. Simply put, Dissonance is a clashing of notes, associated with unpleasantness, whereas Consonance is a harmony, associated with sweetness + pleasantness. For the purposes of being on the same page when we talk about music for a creative media project I don't think it's necessary to go into the specifics of what notes sound good together to create consonance and what notes clash to create dissonance, you know it when you hear it. Consonance, in general, refers to a pleasant sound, something that is comfortable to your ears. Dissonance, on the other hand, refers to tension and instability, and also you get the sense that the music needs to go somewhere to be resolved back to consonance. Can you come up with any examples of dissonance in music? Your Love Story Music is always an important part of every story. Your wedding is a celebration of your love story, the pages past and the ones yet to come, so your music should accompany that. Was there a song playing in the background somewhere on your first date? Are there songs that you shared with each other when you first met? What songs have you realized together that you both really like? What songs do you associate with your love? Start writing down that list and hold on to it. As you start to plan the soundtrack to your night's itinerary, notice where each song might fit best. It is important to place the right song at the right time to maximize the emotional support music offers to each moment. Bridal Party Entrance The processional is enhanced by beautiful melodies, elegant and joyous songs. You can choose an uplifting song that represents the family members as they enter and then pause and switch to a song to signify the bride’s entrance. Sometimes even a bit of humor in the music is a great way to help the bridal party and guests relax into the ceremony time a bit. Ceremony The ceremony is a very intimate part of a wedding, so you’ll want to choose songs that set the right tone and support the emotions of your ceremony. An acoustic guitarist, vocalist, string section of cello and violin, a singer/acoustic guitarist, perhaps an elegant harpist or a combination of any of those types of musicians will deliver non-obtrusive,heartwarming and pleasing melodies to weave around your vows and officiant’s words. If you have special meaningful songs for your ceremony, you can have a singer/guitarist perform a rendition. Another option, if you want to go without live musicians, is to ask your DJ to arrange a pre-recorded set of your song selections. Often, ceremonies have special moments, like sand ceremonies, where there are no words spoken and music can weave in and out of these to support the moment and fill the silence. Recessional Here's a moment to turn it up a notch, it's time to celebrate! This should be a fun, positive song, meaningful to you as your first song walking forward, hand in hand as a married couple. Cocktail Hour Music Often you can use the musicians from your ceremony for this time before dinner. A string quartet makes for nice mingling music and a singer/songwriter is a great way to entertain guests. They often come with their own love song based repertoire to blend in with your requests. Dinner Dinner music is about creating a comfortable ambiance, a soft background soundtrack for social conversations. Find some mellow (but not boring) music and create your own playlist, or have your live musicians or DJ provide this light dinner music. Often this music fades in and out with various stories being told and speeches being made in honor of the newly married couple. First Dance This song should have a special meaning to you as a couple, and be a slower, sweet and intimate song. Perhaps you will have danced to it many times before and have choreographed your moves. Reception If you can find one that can deliver the right music for your reception’s dancing and celebration, a live band is always a great option. Your other option is recorded music, either you or a family member can have that run a playlist through the PA or you can hire a DJ. DJs arrive on the scene to create a solid beat to keep all the guests moving but the dance floor tunes don’t have to be an hour-long mega-mix, you can pull together your own playlist that the DJ can be inspired from. A week before the ceremony you can jot down a list of your ‘must play’ songs, or even your ‘must not play’ songs. A DJ will only need about 7 tracks here to get an idea of the vibe you’re going for. What else would you include in this guide to selecting the perfect soundtrack to
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Here is a collection of some unique songs for working out, running and fitness motivation.
For someone raised in and around Boston I have always had a strange calling to explore California. With previous visits to San Francisco, I had enlisted a swift take, a first impression that wasn’t so lasting as much as confusing. I am not sure if it was merely being dipped into the whirlpool color bath of the city too fast without steeping in the culture or just a result of particularly muddled convergences of place and time. I did however get tickled with a charm that stuck to my shoes like wet leaves from the park that you find when you get home. So, I was by no means deterred from returning to the city when I was given an opportunity to assist photographer Joseph Linaschke on a job. The locations for his shoot were around the North Beach district. I took it upon myself research the area ahead of time. I booked a room at hotel that appealed to my personal customary taste and jotted a few notes about restaurants near the hotel. I read that the area had a particular orientation to Italian culture which perked my interest and had me saying to myself The North End in Boston is Little Italy too and I started to listen deeper to the language that writers were using about the area. After all, I was using the same set of ears and sensory processing I used for listening to music and perhaps with this awareness I could hear the the genuine tones of my destination’s history. I often feel like listening to an music album from start to finish is like travelling from one point to another and eventually reaching a physical destination in addition to the obvious emotional and artistic developments. As if, after progressing through the songs, the listener has taken great strides to be transported. While travelling in a car provides the opportunity to listen to long stretches of music it also resets our hearing when we step out of the car in a new place. Cracking open the doorway in a parking garage near Pier 35 in San Francisco’s North Beach district was as potent to hear as the first notes that emerge from the crackling fuzz of a record player. As I ventured into the residential area I noticed the sound shift from the bright echoless open air of the bayside to a muffled hum softly bouncing around in the tightly packed dwellings. Here this heartwarming homestead reverberation sounded safe and yet carried a mysteriously hushed pulse that undeniably pushed through the pavement like willful grass growing up through the cracks. It is this familiar longing in such vividly voiced areas that makes me curious about hearing into the past. The stories of disappeared days that are told by sounds sustained in the landscape might lack detailed reports but the personification of beats and melodies can inspire the imagination to create the characters and set the stage. I felt a particular familiarity with the sounds as they mirrored the North End of Boston. Why would I want to even explore this cryptic musical language? Will it tell me something just simply fascinating or perhaps deliver an important message? I carried these questions up a steep street where elements of the audio mix seemed to peel away like flakes of old paint and tumble back down the hill. I stopped halfway up the way to the Coit Tower to look at the view behind me and a lovely couple approached me looking up past me smiling as if to say, without words, we hear it too.. it’s up here. What was it? I continued climbing and reached the lawn at the tower. I sat on the wall that bordered the lawn and hung my gaze upon the spreading horizon out over the bay. There it was, like a giant salad bowl of noise, filled halfway with every single layer of the city’s sound and halfway with an impenetrable silence that hovers over the hill like a lofty blanket. I closed my eyes, dug into this silence and heard a vulnerable dreamlike orchestra. Out of the sound field, like little crackling fire sparks, came some quick notes of gentle animal footsteps on leaves nearby. I opened my eyes to see a coyote, ears forward, staring back at me. In one easy move It’s ears turned outward and it’s eyes looking deep into mine softened with kindness. It seemed to say, hello, I am the Coit Coyote, thanks for listening, have a nice day, before it danced back through the tall grass under the Cypress trees. As I descended the hill, which seemed so steep that even sound itself couldn’t defy the gravitational pull of the incline, I felt like I had won a prize. I had endured a self-motivated scavenger hunt to discover a secret sound that commonly goes unnoticed to the inhabitants of it’s location and I was determined to find this sound in other places in North Beach. Motivated more by hunger, and less for the prospect of my mission, I went to Molinari’s Deli, where the transparent sound was quite delightfully buried in the patron’s excited voices as they ordered from the menu. Here the sandwich makers laugh and sing while they work. It is a place where sounds of celebrating family and food merge in music so me and my sandwich moved on to the hotel. The most special home on the hunt for the hidden sound of my fascination was at The Historic San Remo Hotel that I stayed at. Standing in the plant lined foyer, with coyote like ears I could swear I heard the faint haunting of romantic voices and laughter. And in my room as I played guitar I could hear sympathetic tones glisten like treasure in the dark gray fog cover that had suddenly hung like curtains in the sky.
early morning I am hollow, a silence still not yet filled with sounds or sights just a running blur or a smiling champ to greet the day. the uncharted hours expand the day’s lungs with crisp air while the kick drum of my running shoes on the forest trail set the beat for a sprint in the park then fountain and creek breeze and birds, the simple symphony awakens. thoughts come and go like leaves riding the creek water some falling into hollow pockets with a bubbling voice trapped and swirled in the puddling pools before they drop down the next cascade and soon my own hollowness is inhabited with a memory so thick it coats my heart like fresh paint: when I was a kid during the fall, in New England when leaves swirled around in the air time would slow down like I was dropped inside a snow globe or sealed in a strong and secure sound envelope where I would play, quite seriously, a game where I would try to catch a falling leaf before it reached the ground, if I caught the leaf it was good luck, I would celebrate this victory like I won an Olympic event and howl at the sky. so on this morning’s familiar trail run my empty boat of a heart starts to rock on the waves of this memory, I hear a shift in my hollow breath I feel the morning air hint at the familiar scent and temperature of fall’s arrival and time slows the sound against the tempo of my racing heart, suddenly a large yellow leaf falls in front of me and wraps around my face like a feisty starfish, I stop in my tracks I remove the leaf from my face tears flood my eyes like the creek’s puddling pools backed up with late summer fallen leaves, I take in my surroundings through a kaleidoscope of teardrop lenses first to see if anyone witnessed the leaf attack, no, I was alone, secondly, to catch my breath marveling at the fact that I am standing under a memorable tree, standing in a memory sparks shot through my body. two months prior to this moment I sat under this tree with you feeling grateful to be in your presence a big yellow leaf fell towards us, I picked it up and twirled it in my hands we smiled and talked and then time stopped. I have carried that moment with me through the months of being without you it is a memory that shines in the hollow’s shadows the memory stops me in my tracks like a big yellow leaf in the face now, as I collapse below the tree, I imagine you there with me as the salty sting of sweat and tears mix these memories collide as I clear my eyes and look up into the hollowed out crest I mutter thanks and help me to the tree and there in the silent core I see an owl shutter its’ feathers turn a dreamy eye toward me then tuck its’ head back in. It is then when I hear the sound to fill my hollow day like a radio wave from the tree I receive the medicine code the owl makes it clear: you can trust discovering these moments, the sounds that echo in hollow places, like you trust the changes in the seasons after all, the owl had seen it all: the leaf + the smiles a trail runner fascinated with what love sounds like, another leaf + the memory pools and the ever forward motions to reside in gratitude for the creative way it all comes together. MAGNETIC WEST MUSIC presents... a LITHIA PARK SESSION with
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When I was a kid I would write a wish on a little piece of paper, tie it to a balloon and release it into the air. I would imagine someone finding my words wrapped around their laundry line, bopping around in their front yard or floating past their house for them to chase down. They would read my wish and we would become mysterious friends that only communicate through the shapes of clouds, falling maple seeds spinning to the ground, the sound of wind in the trees or dandelion seed pods aloft with our breath. With a secret angel working on my behalf, my wish would be that much closer to manifesting. I recall having one primary wish that I reformatted the words to in various attempts. I wished, with all my heart, that I would find a friend that communicated with sight and sound the same special way I did : through a whispering music and symbolism that I couldn’t explain as anything else but loving and longing to be loved. Sometimes I would imagine my balloon get getting caught in a tree and a squirrel would chew up the paper and use it for its' nest to keep its' babies warm. My wish was a useful gift. Often, the wish was granted through the ever-present sound of the forest, the ping of a frozen lake’s ice cracking under my feet or the strumming of water with a canoe paddle. In a way, it's like these days that I spend thinking of my days ahead. From a distance, my wish is a song that I release, bellowing and echoing. The sound is in the air and I hear it float away. Somehow, perhaps you might hear it, while playing in the park with your child, plunging underwater to escape the summer heat or in the nighttime silence that hide in pockets of your town. Or perhaps a squirrel will hear it, lifting its’ head momentarily before returning to its’ task, but either way, this music is good love in the air. My is music is love, a useful gift. |
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