Things serendipitously worked out so this keyboard, along with a copy of Spectrasonics Keyscape was ready for me to pick up, and I was available to do so, on my birthday. Happy birthday to me: here are some crazy-awesome new keyboard sounds to fiddle about with! Herein you will find my jolly, ultra-enthusiastic reactions to this new world of sound possibilities.
Ryan Yunck
Part deux: youtube.com/watch?v=cmV9oWk5pPE
Things serendipitously worked out so this keyboard, along with a copy of Spectrasonics Keyscape was ready for me to pick up, and I was available to do so, on my birthday. Happy birthday to me: here are some crazy-awesome new keyboard sounds to fiddle about with! Herein you will find my jolly, ultra-enthusiastic reactions to this new world of sound possibilities.
Things serendipitously worked out so this keyboard, along with a copy of Spectrasonics Keyscape was ready for me to pick up, and I was available to do so, on my birthday. Happy birthday to me: here are some crazy-awesome new keyboard sounds to fiddle about with! Herein you will find my jolly, ultra-enthusiastic reactions to this new world of sound possibilities.
updated 6 years ago
Things serendipitously worked out so this keyboard, along with a copy of Spectrasonics Keyscape was ready for me to pick up, and I was available to do so, on my birthday. Happy birthday to me: here are some crazy-awesome new keyboard sounds to fiddle about with! Herein you will find my jolly, ultra-enthusiastic reactions to this new world of sound possibilities.
After many requests, I've finally gotten The Songs of Ice and Fire EP out on Spotify, Apple music, and pretty much any streaming platform you could hope for. Enjoy hearing these songs in a newly polished, remastered light. Brave Danny Flint is on there as well!
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In addition, I have two more EP's on the way:
"Game Of Thrones Covers" features remastered editions of the three covers I've released here on YouTube from the Game Of Thrones soundtrack, while "The Songs of Ice and Fire Reimagined: Piano and Vocal" features the five already-released acoustic piano+vocal renditions of the songs from the EP, plus a brand-new, mysterious sixth one...
or on any of the major platforms - but with Bandcamp, you pay less and I earn more from each sale, so, win/win ;)
You can also stream the full album on Spotify and whatnot. Enjoy!
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The lyrics are too long to fit in the description, so I've posted them as a pinned comment instead.
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"The Cave" is a musical retelling of Plato's Allegory of the Cave - en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Allegory_of_the_cave
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This classic animation gives a great overview of the concepts, and helped inspire some of the creative choices of how I went about turning The Cave into more of a narrative, character-driven story: youtube.com/watch?v=UQfRdl3GTw4&ab_channel=1GangRelated2
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The Cave was written in the late summer and fall of 2010. It was recorded and mixed (as an entirely one-man endeavor) from the fall of 2010 through the summer of 2011, and released that fall. It was one of the first significant projects I ever recorded and produced.
In the spring and summer of 2012, I re-recorded the drums, bass, and much of the vocals, as well as re-amping most of the electric guitars, followed by an overhaul of the mixing.
I made a few further touch-ups in 2013, re-doing a few vocals here and there and polishing up the overall production. Then, finally, I left it alone; that version is the one previously released here on my YouTube channel.
In the summer of 2020, having gotten some amazing feedback on the album and realized just how little I'd done to actually get it to people's ears, I decided to go back and do a "remaster" (aka mix update) in commemoration of its 10th anniversary. I did my best to preserve the original spirit of the album while also improving the sound to the best of my current ability, aiming to capture what my younger self was truly hearing in his head. That resulted in what you're hearing now.
I'm very grateful to my friend and collaborator Ken Ball for his feedback on these remasters, which especially helped with not straying too far from the positive qualities of the old version.
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This video was created in the summer and fall of 2014, with the help of Ken Ball and Vijay Natarajan. After it had served its original purpose of being played on a projector during our live performances of The Cave, I decided to turn it into a companion video for the YouTube stream of the album. For this 2020 remaster, I did various tweaks and edits, but on the whole did not overhaul it to anywhere near the extent I did with the music, since I no longer had access to the original files.
With the exception of the The Squids Attack, which is from the forthcoming album version of the 23 Chords project - youtube.com/watch?v=-T-MXRCs50c - (release date TBA), all the songs featured are from my forthcoming album, Childhood Ends (release date also TBA).
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This one came with a fun challenge: What key to do it in? The original covers a pretty extreme range, and it relies on the octave jumps for contrast. The first logical thought would be that I could take the whole thing down by something like a fourth or a fifth. For me, this presented two issues: One, I really liked the way most of it sounded with me singing it in the original key; Two, lowering the vocals would mean raising the guitar and bass. The great thing about the original key is that it sits perfectly for the low B string. I was keen on not messing with this - not just for the sake of that delicious, chonky low end, but because it creates a beautifully spaced arrangement tone-wise. Lowering the vocals and raising the guitars would mean everything being clustered together in a narrower range.
So, I decided to just keep it in the original key. But, of course, the issue of the crazy-high chorus vocals remained. I experimented with singing it in a pure headvoice, and even a screechy rock one, but nothing really clicked. An experienced hard rock vocalist might be able to hang in that range and make it powerful and full, but it was certainly not in my wheelhouse. The solution that ultimately occurred to me was to keep the melody in the same register through the entire chorus, but add high harmonies in the second half. This allowed me to maintain the feel of high, powerful singing without needing to sing in the stratosphere or change the key.
I'll sit and listen to them by myself
Today's music simply lacks pizazz
I like that old time big band jazz
Don't try to take me to a rock show
You won't persuade me but to move my feet
And when the night is young, I will go
I like that old time jazz, you see
Just like that old time big band jazz
That kind of music just has such pizazz
I'll reminisce about the days long past
With all that old time big band jazz
Don't want to go to hear a guitar
I'd rather hear what Ella has to sing
The only sound for which I'll go for
Is surely old time big band swing
Call me a relic, call me what you will
Say I'm old-fashioned, say I'm o'er the hill
Today's music simply lacks pizazz
I like that old time big band jazz!
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I'd been wanting to do this one ever since Season 8, but my vocal paralysis happened before I got to it. Now, at last, I make this song my triumphant return to doing productions with me singing on them! Hoorah!
I know there are a lot of mixed (or, I guess that would be non-mixed, since they're mostly negative) feelings about the final season, but I think we can all agree that the music was as fan-freakin'-tastic as ever :)
This is the remaining footage from my first time exploring Keyscape with the VPC1. There's still a lot more to explore, and I was kinda burnt out on it by the end so I could surely do a lot more exploration of what I explored in this video.
A deep dive into the production behind my recent "C H E X M I X" video, where I took the gag of me starting off a video by pretending I was going to review Chex Mix, and turned that 12-second clip into a bizarre musical excursion. Let me know if there any topics in this video that you'd like to see me expand on!
Advertisers are careful students of human nature; in the flashing images they craft, we see our own secret desires winking back at us.
When you slow down and watch, Times Square is one of the most wondrous, mesmerizing places imaginable. From the flocks of people representing every corner of the earth, to the glowing dance of giant screens vying for attention, it provides a whirling mirror of humanity’s collective consciousness. With enough stillness, you can almost feel that very spirit being brought to life as it spirals around you...
The harder we cling and resist Change, the more pain we create. At its peak, the pain may grow too vast, and snap under its own weight; then, freed of our judgements, what was once the frightening darkness becomes the ecstatic mystery. The true clear light erupts, and we dance with it. Darkness reveals itself as nothing more than the pathway through which light can expand, and all of life, nothing excluded, becomes true rapture.
When we no longer resist the darkness, the full rhythm of Life is revealed to us: beyond our own notions of good and bad, joy and sorrow, pleasure and pain, a unified song of Darklight sings ever onward...
1. So Much for Simple Plans - 1:04
2. None of that Jabberwocky - 3:10
3. The Squid Attacks - 6:13
4. Children of the Sun - 9:29
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Special thanks to Ken Ball, who appears in this video on guitar, bass, and percussion - not only for doing all of the above, but also for helping out with the camera work, and, most of all, providing invaluable feedback, ideas, and support in the recording, production, and editing process.
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Immense thanks also goes to everyone who submitted a chord to this; I'm doubly appreciative that they also allowed me to show their names and pictures in the video, since it ended up being a really wonderful addition.
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A few points of clarification:
-The "Rite of Spring Chord" is from the iconic staccato string part in Igor Stravinsky's infamous piece; it consists of the following notes:
E B D# G A# C# (on piano, it's an E and B in the Left Hand, and a D#7 chord in the Right Hand)
[Later update: It's been brought to my attention that there's actually a lot of misinformation out there about this chord, and I either was taught said misinformation, or misremembered the actual notes of the chord. The basic principle is the same: An E (or, more accurately, F-flat) on the bottom, and an E-flat 7 on top, but - the actual notes should be E G# B E G A# C# D#, or, if we're using the correct note names, F-flat A-flat, C-flat, F-flat, G B-flat, D-flat, E-flat]
-"vii/V" refers to a diminished chord built on the seventh degree of the dominant of a key. eg, in C, it would be an F# diminished. I thought it would be good to include a note on that, since I might not be the only one who sees that and assumes it's a slash chord
-The "^" is used to signify a Delta, for Major Seven chords. This was something else I learned from doing this project.
-I took "minor diminished" to be a redundant term, and simply used an A Diminished chord
-The snare drum in "None of that jabberwocky" is an 18'' bass drum with a bunch of rice on it
In the end, this feeling of mystery gives me a wonderful sense of awe at the world around me: if I know so little about the thing I know best, then...
Please don't put me in a bowl of brown; sometimes I just can't help waltzing ;)
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The double-edged sword of perfectionism is that you relentlessly seek improvement; this means not only, on the positive side, that you always try to do a little bit better, but, on the negative side, that you always focus on the flaws in your past efforts. The pattern with my work has generally been that I keep trying to improve it until I take the process so far that I can see nothing but flaws in what I'm working on, and feel there's no choice but to abandon it and move in to the next thing. This cycle, of course, without conscious intervention, goes on endlessly...
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The only antidote is to consciously force myself to look back. Having exhausted myself trying to perfect something, having then abandoned it - when I do come back to it much later, I hear it almost as if for the first time, without the endless cascade of critiques and judgements. I remember the spark of life and beauty that was actually there, and how the pursuit of perfection was simply the impossible, if noble, quest to cast that spark of life in the clearest light possible.
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This particular improvisation is one of two that I did towards the end of the summer in 2016, saved to a hard drive and then completely forgotten about. In this case, it wasn't even that I got lost in the endless pursuit of perfection; rather, I instantly dismissed the intense emotional current that I'd tapped into in those seven minutes, not even giving a second thought to the notion that I might come back and listen to it, that there might really be something to it...
Recently, I finally did come back to it, since getting into the process of actually recording and sharing my improvisations made me curious about ones I'd recorded in the past. I was rather astonished at what I discovered; having no memory of doing it, it was like hearing it for the first time, as an outsider. It moved me in a way my own music rarely can. And it made me wonder...just how much might be lurking, there on my hard drives, in my memory, in my past, that I'd been too quick to dismiss?
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(The picture is from an airport in the American Northwest, taken during a family trip that summer.)
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The turning of 2018 to 2019 had been my most intense period of journaling ever: looking at the arc of my life with more depth and honesty than I'd ever attempted, acknowledging the heights while dredging up the depths, attempting to assess and understand myself like never before. The process had been immensely fruitful and profoundly liberating, and I felt I'd reached the conclusion. But then, I was out for a walk and something suddenly came roaring back...
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It was my 4th birthday. Out in the yard at daycare, my playmate urged to me take the ball from him and throw it at another kid in an intentional act of bullying. I dutifully obliged, and then watched with blossoming dread as the ball hit the other kid in the face and he began to cry. The sickening feeling of horror at what I'd done lingered with me in a deep way. The only other memory I have tied to that incident is of looking at a cute stitching my aunt had made me for my birthday, and feeling I didn't deserve something so nice, like the beauty of my life had been irrevocably poisoned.
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The sudden recall of that memory brought a strange sense of certainty: that it was an immense source of blockage in my life, that it was a secret key I'd unknowingly been searching for all along. It occurred to me, with a poignant sort of sadness, that I'd avoided the memory of that innocent playground incident so thoroughly that I'd never really forgiven myself. Whether this single memory had somehow shaped the habits of my entire life, or whether it was a mere signpost to a deeper understanding of those habits, it struck me how I'd always held myself back in such an extreme way, always been so deathly afraid of hurting people - almost as if I equated any act of strength, even the most positive, with that dreadful act on the playground.
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In this improvisation, I explored the feelings dredged up by this rather intense process of personal exploration: the sense of profoundly beautiful sadness, of lingering bitterness and rage, of peace and clarity, and ultimately of unresolved possibilities lurking as deeper revelations waiting to unfold...
I've been really touched to see how my rendition has moved people; it seems to not only strike a chord with book readers imagining the Wildlings singing as they marched, but with those reflecting on the poignant tragedy of species dying out and the destruction of nature, as well as personal feelings of isolation and loneliness.
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The beauty of art, and music in particular, is that you never know just what it will end up meaning to other people. In the creation process, after the initial spark of inspiration, there are many other more mundane considerations surrounding the polishing and presentation of a finished product. As the creator, though there is certainly a sense of pride and accomplishment, you relate to it more as a piece of work you've carried out. But then, for those who experience what you've created, it doesn't have to get filtered through any of those mundane considerations, and the spark of your inspiration (if you've done your job well) comes through to them in a crystalized form.
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In the mind and heart of the person experiencing your creation, that crystalized spark is then filtered through their unique personality, and you never know just what it will end up meaning to them. The successful discovery and communication of this spark of inspiration is the duty of the artist, and the unfolding of this spark into new perspectives and ideas is the purpose of art.
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Snowfall clip source: videvo.net/video/-snow-close-up/3318
The opposite of Trying, however, is not simply doing nothing. It's in the Trying that I'm ultimately just trying to be something other than what I am. If I stop resisting what seems too easy, I allow what comes naturally; then, there is effort, but it's effortless. The pieces all suddenly seem to fit together, and it's because I've stopped trying to understand a machine that's not in motion.
Why not let it flow?


