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Friday, November 28, 2008 
While I'm not that big on a day with as much sinister history behind it (think colonialists and such things), I appreciate the thought behind it. If you are having pie that someone made at home for you, make sure you express your thanks to them, learn how to make that pie, and then teach me.

~Karthik
Friday, November 21, 2008 
In the previous week, I practiced AND played for Glenn Branca's Symphony No. 13, took a couple of tests, came right back to St. Louis and slammed out the first Solar Shadows set since early 2007 (bringing it up to 3 official shows, still countless unofficial shows under that banner...), came right back to Carbondale the next day, and played both an unbilled set as Of Course You Realize... and a second go-around at Solar Shadows.

None of these will be discussed in detail here, because I still have academic matters to pursue until tomorrow. I just wanted to note that life has at least been polite enough to not be boring.
Wednesday, November 05, 2008 
All that has occurred is that the first true major hurtle has been surpassed. The real work approaches in our future.


With you through this time,

~Karthik
Wednesday, October 29, 2008 

Category: Friends
Thank you to everyone who attended NoiseFeST(L) V, everyone who PLAYED NoiseFeST(L) V, and of course, everyone who WORKED on NoiseFeST(L). If you couldn't make it, I appreciate you hearing incessant ranting and rambling on the part of me and my comrades, along with seeing more than a couple of bulletins with this video attached:



...it hit 400 views yesterday, so apparently it wasn't just something that Tom and I did off a lunatic idea of mine after being up all night (no, really), inspired by this video ad that a friend of mine did:



...though I admit, we took it to a ridiculous level, potentially. I am both excited and afraid about the possibilities for what Tom may do with the extra 11-12 minutes of footage that WEREN'T used... hell, ¡I even floss in a take!

Rest assured that we consider these continuing upward numbers to be a vote of confidence, and we will be working together again quite soon.

In the meantime, check out any/ALL of his videos that he's posted online.
Sunday, May 11, 2008 

Current mood:  loved
Category: Life
This is for my Mum:

You may think that music listening, buying, and writing is a distraction for me, and you may even wish that I would stop in order to simply get better marks.

But you see the way that my eyes light up when the energy is there,
you bought me my first two guitars,
you smile when you see my whole body shiver and my muscles explode from playing something I wrote,
when I paint something that I only could see when I closed my eyes,
and you taught me to appreciate everything that I perceive.

In truth, I don't know if I would have picked up a paintbrush without you being who you are, let alone a pencil. You taught me to pay attention to the scientific principles that govern this world, and because of you, I have the desire to chronicle some of it, too.


You read to me when I couldn't sleep.
You proof-read my papers when I'd stay awake, trying furiously to figure out what I was doing wrong.
When I'm not slamming out something quick like this, your attention to words takes over, and I am all the more focused in the English language through your patience.

I know we don't always get along, and it's because I pile on the stress by inability to be the best at being your Son, even though you make me want so desperately to make you truly Proud.

By relation to you, I know what I mean when the word "Love" stumbles over my lips.

As a result, when I tell someone else "I Love You," I know the depth of what that means. I know the conditions are all within me, my emotions, and my connected ability to Reason, and I'm positive that I learned that with your help.

May you live for decades,
and your words stretch for longer.

I will take care of myself,
and remain inexorable,
so that I might last a century,
all so that a piece of you will somehow continue onward.

Should you finally pass,
and there is something after any of this,
I hope that always rains there.

The Only Son you ever decided to have,
~Karthik

P.S. Someday, I will create something for you, specifically. When I do, it will look like a city. When heard, it will sound like the ocean.
Friday, May 02, 2008 

Current mood:  nostalgic
Category: Fashion, Style, Shopping
Though admittedly, the event has now passed, I thought I would repost this material in an extra place to keep a hold upon it. I might have grabbed 4 additional Nightlife copies today, as the new issue hit the stands in advance of Makandafest. I should note, however, that I had not done this for any achievement previously, whether it's that neat art award or being named a Presidential Scholar back in my Illinois Wesleyan days, and only ended up with copies through other people's means (Mr. Crook tried to give me one, but I assured him that I had one at the time [which didn't prevent me from stocking up on copies that were going to be of no use to anyone else]).

What it contained was this:

Art of Noise

Experimental-sound artist Karthik Kakarala will play live Saturday, April 26 at 4 a.m. on the WDBX 91.1 FM program It's Too Damn Early. "As composer and conductor of the Karthik Kakarala Ensemble, Kakarala brings elements of Glenn Branca's cacophonous guitar-based works into a more personally focused light, often with other elements of noise art," says host DaveX, who notes that this show celebrates his birthday. "Listeners are encouraged to awaken sleeping roommates and neighbors with the resulting din.

To describe how hilarious the accident (if it was intentional, I am convinced it would be even MORE hilarious) of typing the name of the band Art of Noise was in the midst of trying to frame what I was going to do in the right light would easily take another entry entirely and would take me more off-topic than even usual.

Dave X wouldn't stop there... insistent upon getting more listenership (or perhaps alienating some of it when it came down to my particular incendiary wording on certain matters), Dave interviewed me (and is actually the first person to do so in an official manner). It is contained here, but I shall go ahead and reprint it here, counting on Dave's good nature and hopeful understanding that I am still trying to push more readers toward his delightful blog in order to not get sued (or at least scolded) (for the sake of a lack of vanity, I will not reproduce his links [with the exception of a video, the links were all inserted by him] toward this MySpace page):

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Karthik Kakarala, currently a Carbondale-based student and musician, will be this week's live guest on "It's Too Damn Early." Naturally, I'm encouraging everyone to tune in. In the meantime, here's a short e-mail interview in which Kakarala spills the beans about the habits of underground artists, the relationship of noise to Peking opera, and future recordings.

STARTLING MONIKER: How do you approach explaining noise to an interested (but otherwise uninvolved) party?

KARTHIK KAKARALA: This is the ongoing trick, isn't it? Well, I'm not going to trivialize it by suggesting I've solved how to do so, nor insist that it's impossible due to how many different ways there need to be in order to fit with the types of listeners that exist. Of course, these explanations depend entirely upon the listening experiences of the individual(s) in the conversation, and that must be determined first.

Rock 'n roll: I'd say this is perhaps easiest, in terms of an inherent thirst for excitement that is obviously there, even in the oldest fossil who's still into rock music. Old-school rock music (the popular edge of which is actually far less controlled in sheer percentages due to the advent of sophisticated compressors that can, with a couple of clicks, successfully steal all heart out of a track now) flagrantly is reachable via blues, and in any case blatantly points to Hendrix. Anyone worth their salt knows that it's more than the basic "note" sounds that make him so damned interesting in his time, and focusing the person's attention on the compositional possibilities of those non-note sounds for expressing fuzzier, more abstract concepts. I go back that far because not everyone gets into Radiohead (as a band that has almost always required multiple listens to form an opinion of, whether or not the particular album was up to snuff), not everyone ends up listening to the ambitious steps of The Who or Pink Floyd, and most people don't hear Sonic Youth's "Confusion is Sex" when they're eleven years old, even though the latter's not the end-all reason as to why I'm here typing this.

Blues/folk: These recordings are often crackly and fuzzy as hell, and at the very least, a certain respectful understanding can be derived from explaining how the nature o f those can be appealing.

Classical: Beethoven, Stravinsky, etc., etc.. There's plenty of dissonance that gets thrown in when a classical composer starts stretching the wings, and that implementation of tension is shown to obviously not need electricity to derive.

Various Eastern music types: Drone. Also, Peking opera has some of the best traditions of abrasive sounds to draw attention at the right times and wake up the tryptophan-addled viewer that decided to have Peking duck before the hours-long performance.

Electronic(s): I suppose this really depends on how long a line of reasoning one wants to draw. Synthesizer music nuts will eventually see why making insane sounds on a Moog requires intention and skill. Analog electronics goons will easily see why Peter J. Woods is losing his mind during Anthony Ptak's NoiseFeSTL '06 theremin performance:



And so on? Basically, I posit that, the more time there is to make a proper explanation, and the more sonic history you have splashing about in your noggin', the easier noise is to explain to someone. It's best to not even USE "noise" in any manner within the first 3-4 sentences, and if you can pull off using the word "experimental" without sounding wishy-washy, all the better.

SM: You're all over the place, and I've heard it said that there might be more than one Karthik to handle the load. I'm betting you have a good bird's-eye view of the Midwestern noise and experimental scene. Are there any cohesive qualities to our region that you've noticed?

KK: I laughed so hard that I might have woken someone up when reading this. If I have a bird's-eye view, it's probably because of my impressive height.

Chicago and St. Louis are more prone to having instrumentalists (read: jazz and classical musicians) employing skillfully combinations of "wrong" tones. While other Midwest cities have good instrumentalists doing so, the former two are mentioned for stronger jazz traditions that extend before any of these post-industrial attacks became treated like a new kind of Punk Rock.

Every single college town has at least two noise musicians. There is a high possibility that they, even in this information age, might not even have the slightest idea that they are tapping into any of it. Their beer-drinking, pot smoking friends will be "open" to their amp-loops, pedal-generated fuzz explosions, and occasionally will be quiet long enough to hear the scratchy attacks on an unsuspecting instrument. At least once in every 5 of these, no matter how many, one will stumble upon the idea of circuit bending (whether due to a strange relationship with electronics or perusing the Internet). If there are only two, it is most likely that they will never be friends, by the very propensity toward reclusiveness that some of this confers. If they become friends, there's an even lower chance that they're collaborate beyond the occasional experimental jam during a kegger. If there are performances, they will occur in art galleries or basements most of the time, and it should be assured that they will usually be in the background, rather than foreground. Only by being in the background of something will such audio experimentalists ever play a bar more than once, and even that may never happen.

Ex-pats of slightly rough-edged bands end up making good converts in this situation: Finally, ¡they get to do what they want! While there are individuals striving towards an intentionality in their work, they are few and far between (a.k.a. people who have even SOME idea of what they're doing, so that it's not a complete improv). There are very few conservatives in the ranks, an even lower percentage than in overall rock music. Noise is the new punk, for now and having been increasing to this point for 35+ years, with even less specific action all too often, although there are many that seek such employ to shatter the few restrictions left in their original focus. There are almost (I cannot cite any, personally) noise/experimental artists/musicians who did not try to learn a conventional instrument at least once before in life.

It's a good thing you didn't ask whether I was a noise artist (as opposed to experimental) specifically, because I wouldn't really know what to tell you, there.

SM: Musically speaking, what do you hope to accomplish in the next year?

KK: At present, an overdue scale-down has occurred in order to sharpen and attempt to more frequently realize my visions. It's the limits that make a piece, and having "endless freedom" to "jam" does not result in anything new, as nearly every jam band will demonstrate. I am writing down (as in, typing AND writing to paper) work to be played with other individuals (long overdue as well), adjusting the 4-movement piece that I first debuted in full when opening for Rhys Chatham, and finishing a quartet piece. I actually have other projects which are serving as pressure release valves:

My "noise" project is different than the material under my own name mostly due to its near-total rejection of the guitar, and currently is obsessed with a typewriter. This may also be where I incorporate the violin that I've been building. I intend on having two pieces out in the fall for that. My singer-songwriter identity allows for short bursts of hooks and, occasionally, catchy rhythms.

All of this comprises my solo work.

By the end of this calendar year, I will have a recording of my 4-movement work of pride, and will be working closely with Benelli. I will also hopefully have finished writing my 51-guitar piece as well, and as those matters are wrapping up, I will be consistently playing shows with ensembles and bandmates again.

Don't miss Karthik Kakarala this Saturday, April 26th on "It's Too Damn Early!"

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Tuesday, April 29, 2008 

Category: MySpace
When I started on this path a while back, I didn't think that there'd be a remotely positive response, let alone people amongst the friends who actually listened to what went on, here. However, I'm going to keep this in mind in the future months as I hole up and create more to a height that will make up for the years of stagnation on recordings. Ideally, I hope to provide motivation for other artists in my actions.

So I know that 4,000+ MySpace friends could mean nothing, but of importance is the fact that, among the people who keep insisting on inundating my "Comments" field as if it was a town hall bulletin board for their shows and releases, there are actually occasionally individuals who enjoy what I am doing (and this is without hearing the full reality of my work, like what is starting to occur in my solo efforts). This doesn't stop me from doing a shake-out that will slowly (it's a lot to sift through) occur through the end of June. Obvious spammers, profiles that do not look to be people, and frequent spammers will end up deleted through that purge. "Frequent spammer" will be defined as someone attempting to post spam upon my comment field on a regular (3 times in 6 weeks) basis as gateways to identity theft, viruses, and the like without answering to me (I will be so polite as to give a warning). While it will be a lot of work, it will provide me significantly less hassle in the future, and leave me significantly more time to do things that you would appreciate when online, like upload music.

Regarding the SnoCap music store and it's obvious selling of music that is NOT remotely mine (as if that man has a stranglehold on the name "Karthik"), I am looking forward to having that matter resolved by mid-May.

Thank you,

-Karthik
Tuesday, April 29, 2008 

Current mood:  pleased
Category: Music
First off, I would like the few intrepid souls with the interest and the discipline to be able to change their rhythms long enough to stay awake/wake up long enough to hear my appearance live on WDBX's "It's Too Damn Early."

Experimental artists, you should realize that this is the main game (radio-wise) in this Southern region of Carbondale. Send him things, keep in touch with him via E-mail (don't use that to send tracks... I am not above destroying you with a guitar barrage for your insolence. You don't need great packaging, just make sure the CD can manage to survive the Post Office.). Also, friend him on the Internet.

Dave X took this brief video on his pocket shooting camera, capturing the general environment as it got to the later portion:


I think the last time I played for that long while birds were chirping, it was the morning after prom, and I was playing through my practice amp and Squier Strat, still managing to generate some piercing feedback. Oh, how far things have come since 2001.

Tom Vasilj is downright heroic with his determination in using his handycam. Dave X did not make this clear enough in his blog, so I will: He saw Sonic Youth in Nashville the night right before that morning, and filmed THAT. THEN, apparently not being as crushingly disappointed as it seems like a person should be at the comparable let-down of seeing little 'ol me perform, filmed what had to be at least an HOUR of me performing and managed to distill it down to the more climactic material:

Part 1:


Part 2:


As far as the Sunday, April 27th show, It's a shame that so many people missed it (but thanks go out to the few that attended). I don't have the ego to make that about me at all, especially after my idiocy in not setting up far before I'd ever have to think about playing, whether or not I was first. No, it's New Bloods that you missed for the bargain $5 price that the Lemp Neighborhood Arts Center offers for most shows. Check them out to make up for missing it. I appreciate any of you who bought anything of theirs to help them along on gas. The inimitable Jack Callahan may have captured a recording of my set, and .e and Charlie made me feel like my namesake with their efforts to take pictures and convince me that they didn't secretly hate what I was doing these days. Andrew Crook will hopefully get his act together a bit more in relation to my frantic nature when it comes to the moving of things, but I might ensure that happens. Jaffa provided a nice change of pace (and anyone who knows my tendency to do un-mic-ed vocals when not doing my singer-songwriter affair can imagine that I do appreciate someone's attempt to do so, along with the still-running thoughts about different musically-useful acoustic guitar attacks, due to my own use of tape layers of that. The Dynamic Duo that is Worm Hands closed the coffin on the show.
Monday, April 28, 2008 

Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
I said back in late May:

"Thanks to everyone who came out to the short-notice Illinois Wesleyan show in late May: There might be one more show in Illinois by the end of summer."

Of course, I ended up being proven wrong, but I worked a bit harder on the methodologies of the techniques I had built for myself.

Here I am, though, blogging again. Yes, almost a year later. Unlike when I was making promises the last few times, there have been a few live recordings made, so I will assuredly have something to offer in the summer, the only delay being me doing artwork, realistically.
Thursday, February 15, 2007 

Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
To tell the history of this project is to tell where I came from in playing music:



My first instrument was a Yamaha PSR-47 keyboard, bought back in 1989, which I used to learn piano. After a few years of lessons, finding myself only liking Beethoven's "Fur Elise," tiring of playing sanctimonious rubbish like "A Whole New World" from Aladdin (and playing it on a non touch-sensitive keyboard), I gave up the instrument after giving up an even shorter run on clarinet (sadly, in order to have more time for the keyboard).



As one is apt to do in high school, I ended up hauling the old keys out in my senior year in order to mess around with some close friends of mine and a couple of acquaintances out in a little shed in the woods. After figuring out that only the drummer and I seemed to be on the same page, I realized that the guitar player and bass player not being on the same page (Blink-182 pop-punk, anyone?) was posing one of the larger problems. In order to communicate my ideas (or to at least succeed where relatively standard mid-90's Sonic Youth had trouble even starting), I bought my first guitar in that December of 2000. As it happens, outside of a semi-disastrous 1-off performance, I never worked with even the drummer again, demoralized after the other close friend quit a week and a half beforehand.



The deaths of other close friends and disastrous attempts at the first relationship since that senior year of high school later, with only a smattering of chord and scale instruction before, a drum student took interest enough in me in early 2003 to drag me out of my doldrums, and back into the guitar. These first sessions, combined with the Glenn Branca and Rhys Chatham I had been getting my hands on since high school, started to organize the sounds for this project in my head over a period of a year.



I returned to the keyboard for almost half of a year in 2005, annihilating the remaining precepts of my formal tuition in a free-jazz noise reaction. After several misunderstandings that resulted in my expulsion, the band limped on for a few performances, then disbanded, but not before reigniting my interest in the guitar.



That is where this was more officially begun, along with three other projects. I had a starting basis, the guitar I had played for three years in a consistent alternate tuning and the mass of sounds that had been gestating ever since. With no music theory and no guitar-playing allies up until early 2006, the early stages have taken far longer than the rest could ever take.




This is halfway done. Even if, after all 4 movements have been finished, I never do anything ever again specifically as a composer, I will end this in happiness. Finally having exhibited the first two movements publicly, it's that much closer to being a reality.