Boston Kronik

Cannot even believe i'm writing this...but, as we all know, we lost an integral part of that beautifully wonderful, terrifyingly abstract beast, which we collectively entitle, " music " ...no matter the genre, slant, take on what it sounds like, it's all vibrations: kinda colliding with each other to create that sonic cacophony we know and love...

RUSH, in their heyday, which for me was in the mid to late 70s, were such a huge influence on me, i'll cherish our bond until my dying day.

It all started with their 3rd album, Caress of Steel...and solidly, consistently lasted until 1982...with Signals. Of course i loved them, so anything was pretty good. But that period of their creativity, genius, intrigued me more than any other. For me, that was the pinnacle of what i wanted to hear.
Each member of RUSH, had their own influence on me...just some random kid...drinking it all in, one song at a time. Alex, Geddy and Neil, were my music teachers, band-mates, older brothers, mentors!
Neil, was 33 1/3%...of my life!

To imagine such a genius, reduced to a dying, weakened, defeated shell of a man, due to what amounted to brain cancer...is just, ( insert words here...i don't have any. )

So, do yourself a favor. Go listen to Caress of Steel...check out their music if you haven't heard it...people living underneath rocks need music too!;)

Thank you for listening...um, with yer...eyes?
Denny

Dedicated to Ian Curtis, of the band Joy Division. A tortured soul who lived too long, yet not long enough.

Dedicated to Ian Curtis, of the band Joy Division. His eyes held a world of pain. He died way before his time. His dancing had to be part of the video, it shows his love for what he was doing, regardless of his inner conflict. He'd get so into it, so enthused, sometimes it would trigger a seizure. He killed himself, literally the day before the band was supposed to set out for an American tour.

WHOA! Thanks everyone! A wicked lot of plays today...
You RAAAAAWK!!!!

Boston Kronik
United States, Massachusetts, hell
Genre
Metal / Punk / Acoustic
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Writing and recording music is kind of like fucking. You're there...she's there...just looking at you, like, " hey big boy...why don't you pick me up and finger my strings for a while? You know, maybe...see what...comes? of it? ...hmmm? " ...so, of course, like any good man, you drop what you're doing, and grab her. She's hot, and ready...just waiting for you to strum her to completion, so you can release all her pent up aggression, and make her squirt an ocean of color and sound...soaking you with her abundance, and relieving you with her gratitude...
even better...you've recorded it!!! Now you can revisit it, and maybe tweak her here and there, working in unison to be sure she came complete...
in your diligence, you wring every last drop from her golden bounty, as you're washed with liquid gold...

hmmm...that was kinda hot right there. guess i'll go take my destiny into my own hands for a while, get out all that poison...

oh yeah, and i have a new song...called, Coffin Fodder...
i don't have a " studio " , i record at home, usually in the livingroom, but the vocals are a problem, because you can't really belt them out where i live, so i have to do the best i can with some of it and just kind of make it work. I did the vocals for this one, while sitting in my friend's car. You can tell...i'm aware. But it is what it is. I'm lo-fi, DIY...some people have complained about my production, or lack thereof...i don't care. I fuck with it til i like it, then release it.

Like i said, it's like sex. You think about it, you do it...you go back to what you were doing before.

So, thanks for listening.
As i always say, drop a line, tell me what you think. I welcome any criticism, critiques...bribes, pay-offs...drugs, money, pussy...
nah, just kidding...i don't do drugs;)