Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Thursday, June 30, 2011

THE ALBUM...

...is HERE!

ashleyhopkins.bandcamp.com

Our new album

From Ash:

In late spring 2010, I was working on a farm in Cedar Grove, NC. A nice full day of consistent physical activity in the open air and sunshine is very fertile ground for creativity activity. I wrote a lot of the material for "Reboot" on the farm. "Layers" came to me while peeling onions in the afternoon shade of the pole-shed. "The Honest Way" worked itself out while harvesting carrots and basil. Many other songs had already developed slowly over the course of 2 years during which I got married, delivered pizza and ran projectors.

Sometime in June 2010 I took a very strange train ride to Charleston, SC where I recorded all of the drums for the record with the incomparable Nick Jenkins (mrjenkins.bandcamp.com) at Dan McCurry's house/studio. Dan was ready to record the drums for his next album (rundanrun.bandcamp.com), so we had a wonderfully full week of work. Dan and I cobbled our recording gear together with a few borrowed pieces from our friends at Hello Telescope (hellotelescope.com) and knocked out some 20+ drum tracks in 7 days along with most of the piano on the record. The drums were done live, no clicks, no comps. I have tried to allow some human imperfection to peek through on this record- not easy these days.

The production on Reboot is entirely home-spun. No big studios, no producers. The electronic heart and soul of "True Enough" was done by my friend Jonathann Rice of Good Shot Janson (www.reverbnation.com/goodshotjanson) during a week-long session at his house in Nashville, TN. We collaborated on each other's material, and with Jonathann's contributions to "True Enough" I believe I got the best end of the deal. The strings for the album were mostly recorded in one very long day in August with my friend Aaron Fried and my wife Giovanna in a closet in our house. Dan Mccurry helped with some piano work in his living room. Everything else I did myself, mostly in a sweltering attic, until I had all of my favorite things thrown in- upright bass, accordion, mandolin, melodica and lots of guitars. I worked through the heat-death of late summer as Giovanna and I began work on Black Snake Homestead (www.blacksnakehomestead.blogspot.com).

By the time September arrived, I was totally burned out on the album. I had gotten into the mixing stage with virtually no break from the inception of the songs, and everything had turned into mush. As autumn crept in I abandoned the project as hopeless and became preoccupied with planting trees, digging swales, playing chess and sheet mulching. A very long, cold winter followed. The day before Christmas Eve, we discovered that we were going to have a child. I knew that I had to finish this record before he was born or I would utterly abandon it forever. I listened back to the sessions after having had such a long break and realized that there were plenty of useful things in there after all. I unmixed the sessions and started fresh- reboot! Now, with a little bit of re-tracking, a few added spices and the proper time put into mixing and mastering, it is all done.

The thematic content of this album falls more or less into one of two categories, one being religio-philosophical critique of our strange society in this truly bizarre period in history, the other being love-letters to my wife. My marriage is more and more the basis of my worldview and the only source of my sanity. Giovanna deserves the most credit of all for inspiring the songs, contributing violin, singing harmony and producing my vocals, which we did together in our room. She coached me through each song the same way she had been coached through years of classical violin training. It made a healthy difference, aside from being a really fun way to spend a few evenings with my best friend.

I hope you enjoy "Reboot" as much as I enjoyed making it. It is an album that was nearly scrapped altogether; it is as lucky to be here as you or I or anything else.


Ashley Hopkins
6/30/11

Music and Movement

He is big enough now that I can find his body parts! I can tell whether that poke was feet or hands. I can tell whether that bulge is head or butt. I think he is actually in a decent position most of the time, because most of his feet kicks are on my upper right abdomen, implying left occiput anterior. He still moves, turns, stretches, and pokes CONSTANTLY and mostly during the day.

My liver feels 90% better this morning, but I did throw up and have a couple difficult hours on the toilet. Not sure whether that was just my liver detoxing or normal pregnancy poop problems. But last night I was feeling so great, I didn't even feel pregnant. I slept really well.

I have another appointment with the midwives this afternoon (every two weeks feels so often!) and an appointment with the chiropractor (including a mini massage, yay!). I hope my bloodwork came back ok and that my blood pressure is fine (last time it has gone up a little, which still had me well within the normal range but it was high for me).

We are releasing our album today, not sure what time, but you can expect a link here! I'd say 50% of the songs are about how messed up the world is, 30% are love letters, and the last 20% are story telling (but all of it is highly poetic nonsense). We worked really hard on it for over a year, so I hope some of you can enjoy it!!

I have a feeling that the next project we do will be kids music. Both because Ash has already started writing some and because we will have a kid and we DESPISE most stuff marketed as "children's music". We were shopping in the Red Hen the other day, and there was this AWFUL remake playing of "Here Comes the Sun". I mean, it's not like everything has to be simplified with bad electronic instruments and patronizing voices in order for kids to enjoy it. In fact, I think it just teaches them to have low standards when it comes to music.

Friday, February 18, 2011

I puked!

Well, I finally vomited for the first time. Just a few seconds ago. At Weaver Street Market.

I guess it wasn't that bad, there was nothing in my stomach but water, but I barely made it to the bathroom in time. I was outside enjoying the lovely 78 degree day!

I'm sitting here by my self, waiting to walk to a babysitting job. Ash dropped me off on the way to band practice with the Lizzy Ross Band. Hopefully they will hire him as their touring bass player for the summer! I coincidentally know Lizzy from UNC, she was friends with all the kids in FLO Food.

A guy who looks like Santa Claus just walked by and said, "you're supposed to be fishing on a day like this, not working!" I don't think I've ever been fishing in my life, but he's probably right.

Edit: Santa had ten minutes to kill so he started talking to me. I was drinking ginger ale and he asked me if I knew where ginger ale came from (the English invented it when they were in the middle east and they didn't have access to hops to make their regular ale). Oh, and TURNS OUT HE ACTUALLY IS SANTA (in the Pittsboro Christmas Parade and also at Lowes Food)!!