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when you find yourself

in the wrong place

and you are calling out

to your better angels

when you find yourself

in the wrong time

and you are calling out

to your better angels

when you find yourself

in the wrong space

and you are calling out

*i also had the great pleasure & honor to collaborate on levelcapybara's beautiful week 20 song with some nylon string acoustic guitar. please head over and check out the wallaby if you haven't already. <3

and thank you so much for listening!

XO,

jwh

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Bit short on time lately but not going to miss getting something up this week. Bit of fm bass sounding nanoloop. Quick little sketch. Will get something a bit more involved on the next week but for now enjoy this i suppose.

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It is very late on Sunday as I am uploading this so bear with me.

This track is a mostly finished demo that I was planning to re-record today, but ran out of time. I instead spent time with Jamatar making some ambient post-rock guitar improv stuff in a rehearsal room. I was thinking about uploading a recording from that session instead of this, but one of my goals for this year's weeklybeats was to try and write a song every week, and that means singing! So, uploading this, and I think I will return to the post-rock recording session next week and add some vocals hopefully.

This week was big and busy.

I noticed a lot of good fortune this week. A car park freeing up right as I needed to find one. At a takeaway place, a friend and I got a free schnitzel sandwich because they had mistakenly prepared the wrong one for the person before us.

We had some beautiful foggy mornings here. It was mesmerising driving through the city as the lights set the sky ablaze in the early morning. It was such an odd but fun experience running around the track and seeing silhouettes fade in and out of view too.

I also went and saw Eskimo Joe perform on their 20th anniversary tour of the album Black Fingernails, Red Wine. I have returned to that album so many times as I've grown up, but it has such strong ties to my childhood. I'd never seen the band perform live, so I didn't even know what they looked like, but as soon as they started performing I had that fantastic realisation - that thing that existed as a form of media for so long, the soundtrack to my memories, was right in front of me as a real tangible thing. They sounded incredible, and just like the album.

Also, opening for them was Alex Lloyd and oh my, what a voice. He did a beautiful rendition of Hallelujah.

Yesterday, the weather turned it on yet again (I fear the delayed winter will hit even harder). I made the most of it by going on a long run around the city, enjoying the sights: skyscrapers touching clouds, warped reflections of the city in the river, dogs walking around the tan track. A particular highlight was a man running up the Anderson St hill pushing two (reasonably well-grown) toddlers in a pram - I was thoroughly impressed, a very strong effort. The afternoon was spent riding around to Melbourne design week events with a group of friends. I struggle to explain here why I enjoyed it so much. The design exhibitions were great, and being able to experience them with friends was lovely.

I have not managed to make time to listen to submissions this week (please forgive me) but I am looking forward to getting to them tomorrow! I am very excited to hear what everyone has been up to!

Anyway, now I must sleep.

(The planned complete lyrics):

I get such a crush

from watching her brush her hair

the feeling is better

when she doesn't know I'm there

she floats down the street

she moves in her own way

and if I could meet her gaze

I'd give myself away

there's something she said

it goes to my head again

she's in my way

she takes all my oxygen

breathe me in and

see me out and

breathe me in and

bleed me out

I park and walk

we don't have to talk about it

the night is a raft

and my head would drown without it

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My second take on trash jig, this time with original melody.

My friend pointed out that chords don't make sense in a few places, alas I don't have time to fix it.

I won't probably do another trash jig next week, but I do want to revisit it during this WB, because it's heaps of fun + I want to "solidify" the "style".

7/4 again, with a lot of discovery how it should sound. I stumbled a lot, made mistakes, but I did learn quite a lot.

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Rainy day music made on a rainy day.

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Sometimes you just need to get in the car and drive.

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An effect-heavy, rehearsal room guitar improv with Jamatar.

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I did not do anything for weekly beats all week, then I made this in half an hour, on sunday night. It's not much but it's alright. Feedback welcome, also, again the name was generated with a random word generator.

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With the help of my friends Günther on Rhodes and Bjarne on cello, we created a beautiful track based on a sample of Paul Bley’s piano music, which I manipulated slightly with my effect pedals. The loop itself is not countable, there is no fixed measure or grid, but it can definitely be felt. Both musicians did an amazing job building something that fit naturally without relying on a rhythmic structure.

The session lasted more than 16 minutes of beautiful music, and I really wanted to share the complete piece, so I divided the track into two parts.

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