From Billy: "This true copy of the entire Machina 2 set was procured, as best as I can tell, by sale from the fan I'd sent it to; and is the copy from which the initial bootlegs were culled from. But as was custom to that era that same fan also betrayed other confidences by letting out other materials that I'd asked him to keep; costing in effect confidences from others far more innocent. Which explains the availability of certain materials, and how Machina 2 as a project did not come out sequentially as I'd asked.
There are other copies, of course, 24 of them, one of which is in the possession of my friend Robert Smith; who's music has inspired me so. And last I heard the Q101 copy (a local Chicago radio station) may be once more offered for sale. The last listing if I recall set at around 10,000$US.
Lastly, I look forward to reuniting Machina 1+2 next year, with which we'll probably offer this set as a reissue amongst other materials.
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Pictured above are two notable secret weapons, and though you may not recognize them on sight you’d know the damage they do if you’ve listened to SP circa 1993-2000. Put together they make what I’d call a ‘supersonic sound,’ and we went looking for that texture today to blast up the middle of TIBERIUS.
TIBERIUS as a work, minus vocal, is there now, having been fitted with a Steiner-Parker Synthacon over the top of the geetars; my detuning driving us nuts; for what is ‘in tune’ when the whole worlds out of---?
Oh, and ghosted in some keys behind the middle-8 march after using the secret weapons, which Jeff and Howard insisted be powered by the ‘ol Bat Strat. ‘Twas a good day!
We figure to be finished with all tracking in 3 weeks.
Now that’s GOOD news for the wicked-weary-aggrieved-sun deprived-misanthropees…
To start off RESCUE FRIDAYS we thought it would be best to show off our brother and sister Isis and Darko with everyone! We were rescued by PAWS CHICAGO and adopted all together from the same litter in a cardboard box by Daddy WPC and Bjorn. Sometimes when Daddy WPC goes on tour we get to stay with Isis + Darko. This photo was taken at a cat party from when we were kittens. We still love to cuddle together.
And FYI, this is Sammi typing. Mr.Thom just its on the warm keyboard and plays with photobooth.
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Pretty simple session: warmed up my voice for a half hour and cut into DRUM AND FIFE; which is essentially finished now. Three down, six to go.
“What’s the song about BC?” you might ask if you ran into me at the grocery story. “It’s about what’s coming down the pike for those who have it coming,” I’d tell you cryptically, pretending as such with mendacity that I was only there to make my own salad and nothing more. Let’s say you saddled up close and said with a whisper, “Did Howard ever get the sample issue fixed with the fife and all.” “Nope,” I’d shake, “was too busy comping my pony-boy vocals.”
TIBERIUS is next on the dock, and we’ll probably start with the Mini-Moog per the demo to play what is the song’s signature 6/8 line. But knowing my producer he’ll probably try to swindle me into singing. Seems he has a cat to get home to.
What did we get done today? Fleshed out ‘Bowie Bridge’ with a stack of Voyetra patches, a phased pair of Shredder chords, and some well placed Mini-Moog melodies. And going in a few more steps I pulled the rip chords to see what the section might need another day. Which means that MONUMENTS is essentially done (save for the mantra of BV’s/select lead drops, etc).
DRUM + FIFE, right? But who’s playing the battlefield fife? Past conversations centered on perhaps getting someone who can actually play the instrument, but given the reality of life in modernity I said a tuned sample will. Thus began a race between Herr Producer and I on dueling computers for who might actually locate a sampled fife (harder than you might think!).
So all was well in flutelandia until we discovered the downloaded samples were corrupted and crackling.
“Let’s move on…”
Shredder’s parts were next: ala slashing Tele and bubbling, tremulous swing; much of time in picking right amp/setting, and so on.
By the way, Jeff has an announcement. But I’ll let him post that on his social media outlets when he actually has social media outlets to post on. Until then I’ll have to serve as his de facto press agent.
Reporter: “Can you update us on Mr. Schroeder’s status?”
BC: “He’s alive and well. I just talked to him an hour ago.”
Reporter: “Any comment on the rumors?”
BC: “There are rumors?”
Reporter: “Yes. Actually many.”
BC: “If you’re referring to his presence, I can say without a doubt that he is here.”
Reporter: “When you say ‘here,’ what does that mean?”
BC: “Um, that’s he’s here and satisfying the requirements required.”
Reporter: “Which are?”
BC: “Focusing on what he’s choosing to focus on.”
Reporter: “Which is?”
BC: “His group.”
Reporter: “But isn’t the group yours?”
BC: “No. As I’ve said before the group is no one’s; or perhaps everyone’s?”
Reporter: “Then how does that make Jeff different from others?”
BC: “It doesn’t. In fact he’s in the same boat as Mr. Lee.”
Reporter: “And what boat is that?”
BC: “A sinking one.”
Reporter: “That’s kind of grim, isn’t it?”
BC: “Not at all. Because at least a sinking boat can sail on for a bit.”
Reporter: “So who’s the captain of this ‘boat’?
BC: “You are.”
Reporter: “I am?”
BC: “Yes. Can’t you tell? Now, just close your eyes.”
BC: “So what do you see?”
BC: “Exactly! But wait, I have a question for you.”
BC: “Can you play rainbows?”
Reporter: “I don’t understand.”
BC: “I asked because we need a rainbow player.”
Reporter: “I thought you guys needed a drummer?”
Reporter: “Or a bass player?”
BC: “Nope. Just someone who can play rainbows.”
Reporter: “Sounds kind of weird to me!”
BC: “I say it’s perfectly normal. Because what’s on the other side of the rainbow…?”
Reporter: “Well, it’s either Oz or a pot of gold?”
BC: “Yes, that’s it. See anything yet?”
Reporter: “No. Oh wait, I see a faint image coming in. It’s a, it’s a…”
Reporter: “It’s a wrestling ring? And above it is a spinning rollercoaster with a drum set!”
Coming in today the plan was that I have a practice sing through MONUMENTS, and then we’d move on to finishing the remaining musical components (synth/bridge guitars, etc). But after a single take Jeff and Howard agreed that I should try to cut the vocal then and there. Three hours later or so I’d succeeded (or so they thought), and I plopped myself down to watch the World Cup.
The rest of the session (once I’d re-animated) was Jeff and I trying to fill what we call the ‘Bowie Bridge’ with dueling guitars (fail), and then adding one of my favorite synths of all-time: The Gleeman Pentaphonic (success). Legend has it they only produced a few (depending on who you ask), and considering it’s beautifully idiosyncratic tones I can kind of understand why it’s such a rare specimen.
But wait! We weren’t done. To play the counter melody I’d tinkle the fake ivories on a Freeman String Symphonizer (another rarity), and then we’d double that with a Polymoog. Holy Gary Numan! We got ourselves a rocker.
What’s left should be done by tomorrow. DRUM next.