ok so I want to show you something… What is “production?” What is mixing? It

ok so I want to show you something… What is “production?” What is mixing? It

ok so I want to show you something…

What is “production?”

What is mixing?

It’s like you putting on your favorite clothing and making it just right so it represents and goes along with WHO you are and what you want to get across.

If you have something to say you say it in a way that people are more likely to be interested. If you value your message you want it sound as listenable as possible right?

If it’s worth saying say it as well as you can..so it gets in.

This is where production and further composition comes in.

Using these new sound tools correctly IS AN ART FORM… and like any art you don’t get great at it without doing LOTS AND LOTS of it. I’M not really great at mixing/producing..but I think and hope I will be someday. But either way..its fun learning. It really is an extension of the instrument..

It’s an old idea that’s been growing..I just sat and wanted to experiment with some new equipment..so an old idea came out and I developed it a bit.. It is just what was on a Monday night…

You can create whole soundscapes, emotions and spaces….Places where you can sit and think and grow and be alive in…or just feeeeeeeellllll and take a ride somewhere in your own living space mixed with mine..

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try listening to track 1 first…then track 2.

Click here for track 1 RAW voice and an acoustic.

RAW AS IS original idea with a few words/themes that came out..

track 2  is above..at top of page..voice and acoustic plus additional instruments and “production/mixing”

added BASS, Brush DRUMS, MORE GUITARS, electronic filter on a guitar part,levels, effects, panning, compression, etc etc

Crimson Angels (after Chagall’s Falling Angels)

Here’s a poem I just found.


If the sound of blue violins is drowned
by the staccato march of booted feet,

we have only ourselves to blame.

Perhaps if we read the newspaper backwards
or visualize the world as an anagram.

It would all become clear.
We can only wish.

If wishes were horses than beggars could ride.

To a faraway land
where armies carry only bread,

bread that melts on our tongues
until our mouths fill with peace,

with green rain, with sorrow redeemed.
But today crimson angels fall, and we wait.

Poem by Jean Lin

The blog is here http://tumbleweedblossoms.blogspot.com/2011/04/crimson-angels-after-chagalls-falling_03.html

AND YA KNOW WHAT? I think I will add my extra third verse to Kerosine Quarter after all…

Andrew Boyd – Kerosene Quarter

Andrew Boyd – Kerosene Quarter

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Post/session #2

This is the first draft of a song I am writing…It is in process and so this is my first run through. I press record and what comes out comes out as is. I mold song form later.

So for now..you get to hear exactly how it starts before the lyrics are done, or the other instruments are added or parts perfected.

This is the birth of a song in its Raaaaw form.

Check back for updates and the next version.

 At top of this page…you’ll see place to play song.

click and let music play, scroll down and read …info below in next post….

For more info about what this song is…

You’ll find related post here..http://www.tumblr.com/tumblelog/andrewboydmusic

if you get “it” ..share the call.