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Monday, August 03, 2009
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Last night I performed on KXLU again, this time just as Surface 10--myself.
I had prepared a little more, not much, but somehow it made all the difference this time. There is something about the focus required for going solo that I've always been able to get more achieved with; a sad social fact for many, but sometimes it's what works. Regardless, I still have confidence that there are many masterful, collaborative performances to come with Vic and others.
My set last night was perfect, some live, some prerecorded and played over. The first song was totally live and the set grew into more of an embellishment, but everything with a hint of that "bad-ass" energy I love. It felt great by set's end, and I had few words to say because why ruin a good thing with words that haven't been thought out?
This morning a friend called to say she really enjoyed the set, but wishes I hadn't said "this is all that's left" during my one sentence spoken on the air before giving my website addresses. I was on top of the world before that moment, before the realization that this realm and this universe was virtually manufactured through imperfection, and thus, no matter how good I am, it will never be something I can achieve either.
Still smiling, Dean
P.S. Audio from my live set has been posted on Alien Air website. Just go to the archive at the bottom, posted as 2009-08-02:
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Monday, July 20, 2009
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I've started occasional blog entries on my various sites. Figured this would be a good one as well.
Last night I performed live on FM radio with Vic Hennegan. We were totally prepared and excited: I got all of my Reactor rhythms ready in Live and he got all of his sequences ready with his Moog Modular through Cubase.
We were ready to play a set with the intensity and energy of fellow artists like the Ozric Tentacles and Squarepusher, but so many things went wrong that during our set we were literally reduced back to the size of drone music again---that's how much went wrong. We were so upset about the forced change that we couldn't withstand talking about it on the air at the end. To top that off, of course, people called in and said "You shouldn't have said anything about it. Dude, I was tripping out so hard to your set that Timothy Leary would have been jealous." (or something to that degree) and "Now you ruined it for me." was the moral of their story.
I wouldn't have announced it if I didn't think there were successful colleagues of mine who might be listening in, and whom expect more from me when I sent out notices of a performance. They all know I would not tell them about something I'm doing unless I thought it was truly significant. I fear that I've chipped away a large chunk of their artistic faith in me, and that they will be reluctant the next time I tell them to support.
But yes, perhaps I STILL just need to learn how to keep my mouth shut in the face of total artistic disaster. Unlike physical disaster, where people expect and desire speeches and apologies, in the art/entertainment world the audience HATES apologies (for some reason). It would do me well to remember that.
As for Vic and I, no matter. We will dust ourselves off and rehearse far more thoroughly for the next one. I just wouldn't be surprised if it were acoustic this time. ,'-)
(The following is something my girlfriend Lisa wrote me today in answer to last night's performance.)
I hope you feel better in the morning. One thing I really admire about you is your tenacity. I think there is a part of you that really believes in your greatness and in the promise of what you are called for. This is where the difficulty lies when you have a bad experience like this and when your talents and abilities somehow falter. The pain comes not in the bad experience, but in the incongruity with what you know you are meant to be. This bad night was just one night in a long path.
This I know is true.
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Sunday, August 03, 2008
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Category: Music
A Lone Reply (2001) - Dean De Benedictis
Dedicated to the spirit of Native Americans and mastered by Robert Rich, these ten terrific tunes are captivating ambient tone poems that harken back to the heyday of spacemusic maestros like Steve Roach, Jonn Serrie, Kevin Braheny and Rich himself. Haunting, mesmerizing, unsettling at times but also poignant, optimistic and beautiful, De Benedictis makes music for the subconscious, music that awakens cross-cultural cellular memories in an orgy of rebirthed engrams. The bone-on-stone patter that underlies the catchy rhythms of "Avenging Illfated Visions" is followed in delicious and deliberate counterpoint by the crystalline emptiness of "What the Wind May Not Tell You;" together they represent the earth-ether duality of De Benedictis' inspiration. But the masterwork here must be "As the Ocean Emptied," an epic aural adventure that grabs the imagination from first note to last. It's a tale of naked new land claimed, of ego and achievement, and of gods deprived. And we all know that old saying, "whom the gods want to punish, they first grant a heart's desire..." Hence, the intimate, almost suffocating closeness of "Bilagaana Weaps, In Quiet Memory," a tune that inverses the grand proportions of typical soundscapes yet still manages to create a vast interior space in which deep emotion rises. This is not easy music to hear, but it is profound.
-PJB
-New Age Voice Magazine-
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Sunday, August 03, 2008
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Category: Music
DEAN DE BENEDICTIS - A LONE REPLY (2001) ::::: Every once in awhile, a CD comes seemingly out of nowhere and just blows me away. De Benedictis has done solid music before, generally in modern ambient and experimental electronic styles, but nothing prepared me for my reaction to A Lone Reply.
The musicianship on this very tribal work is simply stunning. He rightly credits Steve Roach and Robert Rich for inspiration, and thanks Loren Nerell for his assistance, so that should give an idea of the musical direction. This is one of the most consistent, captivating 80-minute sets of music I've heard in some time. It is haunting and dramatic throughout, full of grace and power. Synthesizers meld with a vast array of primitive instruments from around the globe.
Dedicated to the American Indian, it actually calls up images of several ethnic backgrounds, though the Indian roots remain throughout. Sometimes, the music is haunting and slightly dissonant, as on "What The Wind May Not Tell You." At other moments, like "Embraced," the mood is brighter and prettier. Though the music generally leans toward the dark side, it is all beautiful, all brilliant. If you like ambient with a healthy dose of tribal beats and flutes, this is among the very best. A Lone Reply is a masterwork that deserves a wide audience.
2001 (c) Phil Derby Exposé Magazine
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Sunday, August 03, 2008
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Category: Music
Dean De Benedictis Ð "Salvaging the Past" (Spotted Peccary - 2005) * This record label has never released a CD that I didn't like. Spotted Peccary could be the most consistent record company out there, at least for me anyway. Dean De Benedictis has put together an album that fuses qualities from the older days of ambience (Tangerine Dream) to the most modern ambient soundscape. He uses a variety of instrumentation to express his inner musical creativity. "The Tech Atonement of Bilagana" teeter tooters between flutes leading the way to dramatic piano and deep ambience. "Chasm Enchanted" is more melancholy and reflective. De Benedictis uses a swooshing electronic sound to sweep us under dark gray skies. Drums strike like thunder in "Occur." De Benedictis surrounds the drums with tapping percussion, swirling synth lines and sparkling melodic trimming. Heavenly voices open the doors to "Grid Holy 4." The electronic notes that echo throughout the track remind me of Charles BernsteinÕs score for APRIL FOOLS DAY. Though this tune is upbeat and certainly not scary. I felt at hypnotic peace while listening to "Where Is The Northern Sorrow?" De Benedictis creates raindrops of electronic ambience in "Sweltering Gazes of Sonora." Notes drop down from above splashing onto the composition. There is an emotional stillness, an emptiness captured in "Then Bled A Tear." "Death for Music" drips liquid notes on top of dreamy melodic foundation. The whip crack like percussion that hits every twenty seconds or so is nice. I truly believe that this track represents what it must sound like inside the head of Dean De Benedictis. "Memories Echo Far Ablaze in The Valleys" is constructed with a large wall of ambient sound that stands up around the emotional center of the arrangement. The longest track on the album "Same Drone, Different Story" wraps up the CD. It runs over sixteen minutes long and features the feel of the atmosphere of a faraway land. Flutes return to blend with the exotic percussion. Acoustic guitar breathes life into the audio space, taking the track to a state of elation.
--MantaRay Pictures - Terry Wickham - director, writer, journalist...
www.mantaraypictures.com/deanmusic.htm
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Sunday, August 03, 2008
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Category: Music
DEAN DE BENEDICTIS - SALVAGING THE PAST (Spotted Peccary, 2005) • De Benedictis is better known to the world-at-large as Surface 10, under which he has released many a fine recording, most recently on Ian Boddy's stalwart DiN label. Operating under his christian name, his music is no less fascinating. In fact, the differences between Salvaging the Past and S10 material are negligible—De Benedictis' talent runs rampant, regardless. Treading less abstract waters than S10, a bit more attention paid to the melodic capabilities of his tools separates the personas somewhat; still, this man got's some synths and he knows how to use them.
The outcome ultimately belies this recording's title, De Benedictis, like some savior of electronica, on a grand mission to rescue lonesome studio wizards from their self-imposed categorical purgatory. Thus the sequencer dance underpinning "Grid Holy 4" exeunts from machineries of joy, alive with carpet crawler shimmers and sonic aurora boreali, buoyant and lustrous. "Sweltering Gazes of Sonora" bounces along on giddy waves of zero-g, Tangerine Dream music for those who don't like Tangerine Dream music. It's all in the fingers, y'see, and by any measure, De Benedictis has the agility of a ballet dancer; adroit, light on his "feet," deft of digit and lobe. Ideas don't hurt, either—and this fella's got 'em in spades.
--DARREN BERGSTEIN, e/i Magazine (www.ei-mag.com)
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