http://soundcloud.com/cmor/radio-silence

I recorded a new song on my netbook!!! It's called 'Radio Silence' and is downloadable at soundcloud.com Give it a listen!!!

http://soundcloud.com/cmor/texoskeleton

Texoskeleton...  by  CMOR

A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine man get down...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=awDo9wERK9U

Here's me live, playing a new song... It's called, 'Pushing Daisy'...

Hopefully it is apparent that all my songs can be downloaded for free... Everyone should hear what they wish to hear without the messy exchange of currency... I make songs because I love it, so that you can listen if you like it...

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Has anyone heard of the giant garbage continent that is forming out in the middle of the Pacific Ocean? It's a shocking reality brought about by our plasticized modern life, but the poet in me finds a bit of beautiful irony hiding amidst the trash... I am by no means an expert on these matters, but within this equation I find flippant solutions to many social problems within our culture...




So there is a floating mass of garbage the size of Texas, caught in swirling ocean currents and killing everything within its clutches... But the optimist in me wants to label it, 'Scare-a-forming...' It's like a new promised land that we are creating with our rubbish... No longer milk and honey, now it's maybe a land of milk cartons and honey mustard bottles, slowly rising like a Neo-Atlantis...

Our real-estate fascination for waterfront property will be satisfied, finally... I imagine a thriving trashtopolis that smells a lot like Venice, with the canals serving as everything from sewers, to roads to get around... Also, we could at last live as honest consumers, just opening our front door and dumping the refuse right into the great garbage patch... This would actually help the new continent to grow, adding to its mass... Before long this new paradise would be the most sought out place to live in the world... There would likely ensue a new goldrush, to colonize this neo-frontier...

If my words inspire a cynical chuckle, it's because some part of you realizes that we humans are dumb enough to enact this fantasy... History alone is full of examples of how we always seem to err on the side of self preservation and instant gratification... Although, I have this wacky idea that all the First Nations of the States could band together and evict their European land thieves... And what better place for the Aboriginal States Of America to send its unwanted refugees than to the trash pile in the Pacific which it helped to create? This is much more than killing 2 birds with one stone... It's just righting a wrong, swapping karma, and one step closer to a futuristic Star Trek world where our poop is beamed right out of our bowels... heh heh...

All this is very tongue in cheek... It's devastatingly depressing to know that all my life I have been helping to add to this garbage patch... Every time I ate a something, or signed for a random package delivery, it all got flushed right out to the new frontier... Not literally, but how could I possibly exonerate myself? Every major river in the world has dead zones where they enter the sea, from the Nile to the Amazon to the Mississippi... My approach to looking at troubling issues is with humor, which can put us in an optimistic mindset for radical growth...

So the next time you want to go sailing across the Pacific, let me know how it looks over there... Follow the trail of dead porpoises and mutating plankton... Maybe the octopi are hanging themselves with one arm, leaving seven with which to wave goodbye... But if you do get stuck in the grip of garbage currents, at least grab me a souvenir... You'll want to have a memorable token from the experience as well, as it'll be worth something when the tourism picks up...



Here's a link to a YouTube video I found... Pretty good shots of dead birds and floating debris...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnUjTHB1lvM

Life... Why does it smell the way it does? Why do peaches grow fuzz? Every time I make large leaps forward, the shrug gets pulled out from underfoot... This chapter dramatically opened by a climactic computer crash, and the acceptrance that maybe my album, 'Texoskeleton...' will have to be considered done, for now...

I have been using a tower CPU from 2002, an eMachines model... No complaints on the overall experience... It was a worthy workhorse, and I really pushed it to its upper limits... I had all the music files backed up on an external HD, so hopefully can continue with new gusto when I get a new con...

I would be in much deeper shite at this time, except an old friend and former uncle recently donated $1000 toward my art and music... The international wire transfer went through, and my system was gone about 3 days later... I got a netbook for checking email and such while on tour, and is my primary processor till I upgrade... It is so cute! I feel like I am using the hitchiker's guide to the galaxy... Anyone know where I can get a 'Don't Panic...' sticker?

If I haven't stated it yet due to shock or patience, the dead computer is tragic... It shuts down my songs and the album I was almost finished recording... All my PhotoShop stuff was on there, along with ALL video footage shot in my past five years... I guess a lot of writing is also inside... Somehow I feel like I will get that stuff back, and life seems to be prepping me for going mobile, growing global, knowing noble...

I had plans to do a whole album with the artist who created the music for 'All Hands...' I still shall, though for now I will place it on 'Tex'... Here is a track list for the (almost) completed album...


Texoskeleton

1. All Hands...

2. There Goes The Sun...

3. Dr. Doctrine...

4. Rock And A Heart Place...

5. Chakra Tease...

6. Head In The Dear Lights...

7. Waiting For The Waiting To End...

8. Armed For Babble...

9. Pushing Daisy (acoustic for now)



unfinished songs from 'Texoskeleton'...

Change The Door...
Texoskeleton...
Fulla Boulevard...
Many Moons... (soundtrack for local film)



This still feels like a happy story overall, to which I simply haven't seen the hollywood ending... It motivates me to roll up my sleeves and earn some dollars, regardless of blue or white collars... The past few months have been strange and surreal for me, and I am okay with not being as intensely focused... A friend told me recently that he considered it unhealthy that I only listen to Beck... Hee hee, he doesn't know my process of tuning out all influences and turning the gain WAY UP... Yet now I can listen to Soul Coughing and dance my heart away... Mark Lanegan will be moaning his way through my pod, and even the Beatles can come crash here awhile...

Ummmm, I am also suffering a pretty bad cold... Rare for me, so when I do get sick it usually is enough to keep me down for a day... But that's when I discover the beauty in life, such as fun patterns in wall texture, and questions like, "Do I really have to brush if I am in bed all day?" The essential element is 'Downtime', which as we all know is nearly my favorite vacation-timeshare... Sabbatical has become my existence, only staying busy in between...

And I am ready to move on from here... NY, L.A., or some other hole with a whole lotta love... My fantasies of being a traveling bard who trades a poem for a farmer's daughter, maybe they could manifest after all... Except the farmer's daughter thing... I don't wanna be a posse magnet...



Here is a random Photo that has zero connection to this blog's subject matter!!! I took it at the 2008 Fremont Solstice Parade in Seattle...