For more than thirty years, the single constant in my life has been electronic music. From the moment I met and mind-melded with the big modular Moog in a university basement, the only thing that has survived decades and relationships and identities – even through long fallow periods of doubt and silence – is this strange base state.
For the past several years that state has been unsettled and at a very low ebb, hostage to more personal demons than a staging of Night on Bald Mountain.
But a recent purge and rebuild has finally put together an environment I can function in, tools I can work with, music I can make again.
Ableton, Arturia, Native Instruments… these are the names I conjure with now.
Let there be good noise. So say we all.