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My name’s Arthur Lang. I make music. I’ve always found that easier to say than to explain. I started writing and recording when I was young, mostly because it gave me something to focus on. I grew up listening to records in the car with my brother. Long drives with nowhere to go. I’m still trying to capture that feeling in my work. I’ve moved between jazz, film scores and some other things that are harder to put a label on, though I’ve probably shelved more tapes than I’ve released. Somewhere along the way I also ended up with a PhD in acoustics.
Lately, I’m interested in active listening. Too much music just passes through people. I don’t know if that’s a failure of the listener or the music itself. Probably both. I try to compose things that reward you for paying attention, even if they don't make sense the first time around. Most of what you’ll find here is unfinished or "in progress." I put this site up mostly for friends and family who keep asking what I’m working on. If you’re looking for a complete picture, you won’t find one. I tend to leave things open.
Repetition opens doors, you know?
Monday.
Picked up the new Buena Vista Social Club record on the way home.
It’s one of those albums that immediately makes you want to play it again.
Wednesday.
Rewatched In a Lonely Place. It’s strange how comforting that
specific brand of cynicism can be. There’s something about a story where
nobody gets what they want and the dialogue is sharper than it needs to be.
Thursday.
Spent an afternoon trying to “improve” a recording and ended up preferring
the earlier version. Some flaws feel structural once you’ve lived with them
long enough.
Saturday.
Read a short article about memory and perception that made me uneasy in a
way I couldn’t quite place. I’ve been thinking more about how much of what
we remember is reconstruction rather than recall.
Note: Beware the Cat.
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