Lucifer Rising Recollection #4
Let’s get right into it.
Why?
After writing for 3 days I hoped to come to some sort of conclusion aside from the stock `ah well it resonated with me at the right time.’ Obviously there was something that pushed me really hard to do this project; I do know it certainly wasn’t for any sort of tangible satisfaction. Certainly not ego gratification or financial gain.
Part of me needed to stretch out and do something crazy and illogical in an artistic and career sense. It’s inevitable that things get horribly regimented and mundane.
It’s inevitable in this current climate that things feel hopeless and pointless at times.
I know subconciously I wanted to meddle in some sort of ambiguity with possible consequences. What more fun for a lawyer than an artist covering a piece of music that has never been released and not registered in the usual channels? (Probably a famous one would be more fun, since more dosh is involved)
Copyright?
The copyright of this piece remains to be a mystery to me. I have no idea how to respect this piece. I ran through the usual motions of calling agencies and the respective composer/publisher societies. They knew nothing about this piece. So I faced a dilemma: Bow down to the fear of copyright infringement and not release the piece OR take the risk, express my interpretation and love for this piece of music and share it freely and hopefully people will question our copyright laws a little along the way. As much as I am a musician that loves to get paid, the copyright laws and the publishers that wield them are totalitarian, short-sighted and absurd. A common trait of music law and RIAA is to kill a fly with a thermonuclear bomb and ignore the Sabre tooth tiger with the fangs in their backs. The business model has changed. They haven’t.
As much as this all dwells within the hallowed Hall of Douchebags and myself being the self-appointed crusader in this whocaredom, (quixotic for short) it all felt quite right to do. Simple and honest enough reason to do something.
Artwork
I will admit the artwork was done hastily; more deliberate and literal with the darkness and demonic overtones than I usually prefer. But I continue to be amazed by how recent events just manage to sync up together.
The outline which appears to be a bird or a bat is from travelling around northern-ish Ontario (near the Hudson Bay). As you get further north, you find more and more abandonded houses and trailers.
Somewhere on Road 25 in one of the many towns with the name Wellington in it.
The weather was impossibly bad when me and the missus were out. The amount of snow and gusts gave the impression you were in the arctic. You know, the arctic BEFORE we lost it. (Global wamin SUXX11!) Anyhoo, one particular trailer was left derelict on the side of the road. Natch, the windows are all smashed out thanks to the bored kids indigenous to the area. Well, one window had a unique pattern thanks to the smashing.
This picture was taken at the beginning of the project, but not related to the project. Just a weekend out trying to find any beauty or dissonance in our drab sprawl.
The below picture was taken noodling around with the idea of creating a sigil or archetype with wood. That failed miserably in terms of being the visual centrepiece of the project. The face you see in the body of the broken window is the result of ashes on the outskirts of the wood shot. You can’t see it, and nor did I when I did the initial copy/paste/invert. Pleasant surprise
Do you think Jimmy Page will ever hear it?
No.
Thus concludes our thrilling 4 day odyssey in copyright subterfuge, 27 minute free downloads, the avant garde, a cursory glance at esoterica, and self congratulation mutating into self conflagration.
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