Season 2 of Clear Acrylic Thought Pattern podcast continues with another wordless, ambient guitar improvisation called "Even Lighter Sleeper", which comes as I continue my personal fascination with - and lively debate with some of my peers - of the Paul Schrader's 1992 film Light Sleeper, starring Willem DaFoe, Susan Sarandon and Dana Delaney. A subtle, quietly disturbing and debatably failed movie about the mid-life crisis of small-time drug dealers who've stayed in the game too long. It's got a classically Schrader-ian obsession with a sympathetically broken man, mixed with opaque dialog and an Ozu-inspired lack of momentum. Add to that a stubborn 80s/90s obsession with horrible blocking, claustrophobically tight framing and awkward, stillted editing and -aesthetically speaking- it's like chewing rocks. But somehow I am completely fascinated by it's almost un-nameable umami qualities. There's no easy nostalgia for its nasty early 90s style, costuming or set design. Its palette is completely gauche compared to, say, the flat-yet-chic neo-noirs of the 80s, or the hard boiled Schrader/Scorsese movies of the 70s. Anyway...maybe the guitar ambience I made after thinking about the film today is completely unrelated. Regardless, I hope the vaguely directionless, slightly melancholic and ultimately soothing music I made sits well within your newly weird personal/ societal situation. 

Roger Ebert said of Paul Schrader's Light Sleeper:

"It is filled with great weariness and sadness; the party has been over for a long time, and these old druggies, now approaching middle age, have been left behind. Because they were survivors, because they were more intelligent and honest than most, this is the thanks they get: They continue to work in the scene long after they should have been replaced by a new generation of losers.

I remember vague malls

various colored doors 

by coat tail or nape

you too can be a parachute

Honorary Permanent Recurring Guest Mikey Kampmann and I get into some bar stool philosophizing outside of Crawford's in Los Angeles' emerging Filipinotown neighborhood.   

Also: A.I. Lao Tzu & toenail dream interpretation. I had a disturbing dream that my big toenail turned into flakey crystalized shards like digital fractal geometry.  

Also includes: Lil B/Imogen Heap/Clams Casino classic Birth of Rap 

and a throwback to oklou's youtube bedroom dream vocoder synth ballads w her track "Virgin" 

speaking of vocal layering: Bobby McFerrin is better than Reggie Watts. 

Speaking of long delays

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A Mega Anti Logic Pod Collage of Hot Summer Ice Cream Sandwich Thoughts and Fractal Cake Batter Pavarotti Mixtures, including: 

- Dream logic automatic song composition.

- Discussion of bird nests and dryer exhaust pipes with Mikey Kampmann (https://www.instagram.com/babyfacedjunkie/) 

- A bootleg re-pod of the recent Poundcast podcast when they called and we talked about ice cream sandwiches and Faith No More. (originally on Ep 159 https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/159-johnny-pemberton/id673595597?i=1000445987287) 

- Live recording of Moon Diagrams - the solo recording project of Deerhunter's Moses Archuleta. check out his new album Trappy Bats on streaming. 

- Travis instagram.com/saw_wuz calls in to talk about what people don't wanna talk to him about.

- Henry Hynes drops in with some car & beach poetry. (https://www.instagram.com/man_cave_prepper/) 

- A snippet of a new piece by modern composer Jordan Dykstra. (http://www.jordandykstra.com) 

- A snippet of a field recording by artist Adam Tullie (https://www.adamtullie.com/) 

- A wonderful moment with OG Ron and James Sinclair aka Live for Each Moon (https://jameswilliamsinclair.com/)

In this episode:

Remote audio reports from Mike Devine and Donyel Donnie Blossoms.

Extended talks with Mikey Kampmann. 

Mike Devine:

Donnie Blossoms:

Mikey Kampmann:

Music:

Today's Latin Project ( Yasuaki Shimizu) - "Danza Lucumi"

Junei - "Let's Ride"

Wherein we talk to Slide Boi Mikey, Yung Henry and Maddy to contemplate on various other sources of energy and knowledge before the ship finally sinks on its own.

The captain lay down and said the Sailor's Prayer, which sings to the North Star and deep blue below.

Mikey: https://www.instagram.com/babyfacedjunkie/

Henry: https://www.instagram.com/ableistraham_lincoln/

Maddy: https://www.instagram.com/maddog6900/

In which we talk to our old friend - Portland experimental stringed instrument player and vocalist Caspar Sonnet.

Caspar and I both participated in the experimental sound and word collective Rob Walmart (https://robwalmart.bandcamp.com/), which released several albums of material culled from countless hours of improvised music and poetry - created by a rotating group of Portland freaks - broadcast live in the late 2000s on a now defunct internet radio station called Radi023.

Caspar has gone on to create one of the most beguiling and intriguing bodies of work as an experimental and improvised musician, developing "outside techniques" for modified dobro and other acoustic stringed instruments, utilizing a myriad of tools - slide, mallet, rubber ball, sticks, ebows, fingers, hands, feet and his voice - to create a hitherto unknown palette of sound.

I particularly love his work with Japanese koto player Kozue Matsumoto wherein the duo stretch the boundaries of their instruments in poetic improvisations that create fascinating cross-streams of the cultural, anthropological histories of their respective instruments.

https://youtu.be/Ax9AIY66UyM

https://casparsonnet.bandcamp.com/

https://www.instagram.com/casparsonnet/

Also included - a deep groove psychedelic funk fuzz solo jam I made high on coffee.

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"Every thought felt as true

Funkadelic - Good Thoughts, Bad Thoughts https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UGGVy4RkUs0

a morning sound paint spill

a meditation with distractions and asides

when i went to see german electronic music pioneer Hans-Joachim Roedelius at zebulon*, it was filled with hipsters eager to be seen appreciating an OG. i sat in the back and somehow dropped my wallet.  Upon realizing it was gone, the security staff found it: on top of the men's toilet & minus about $400 in cash! What happened next might surprise you....

here are the poems i wrote smdh: https://www.instagram.com/stories/highlights/17895301990330748/

here are the poem songs on soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/airboyexpress/sets/poem-songs

for funny zebulon memes, follow https://www.instagram.com/zebulon.los.anglos/ before its passé