ANOTHER DAY » Videos http://ianwalk.com something's bound to happen... Wed, 16 Jun 2010 20:58:27 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 en hourly 1 tuesdays http://ianwalk.com/2008/07/11/tuesdays/ http://ianwalk.com/2008/07/11/tuesdays/#comments Fri, 11 Jul 2008 03:35:58 +0000 ianwalk http://ianwalk.com/?p=152 every tuesday and wednesday evening I walk out my door and start my 45 minute journey to a creepy, abandoned train station/grass roots cultural center for my classes in ensemble percussion. Sometimes I get lazy and start thinking of the commute as a “same ‘ol same ‘ol” situation…routine. On one particular evening, though, I was . . . → Read More: tuesdays]]> every tuesday and wednesday evening I walk out my door and start my 45 minute journey to a creepy, abandoned train station/grass roots cultural center for my classes in ensemble percussion. Sometimes I get lazy and start thinking of the commute as a “same ‘ol same ‘ol” situation…routine.
On one particular evening, though, I was walking along, listening to my Shuffle, when a song by brian’s jonestown massacre came on. I’m not a diehard fan, in fact the lead singer, who many consider to be a visionary genius-madman, seems more like a junkie-wacko-charleton to me. however this particular song has that spacy, early pink floyd-esque, languid pulse to it that just cries out “I’m somebody’s life-soundtrack!”. And as I walked along I started noticing a bunch of little details that I’d already passed a dozen times before without noticing.
The song helped me gain a slippery perspective that I find so important but so difficult to keep ahold of: that “mundanity”, boredom, and routine are just words to describe a lazy mind.
the next tuesday I brought my camera along and filmed things that caught my eye. and I listened to the BJM song the whole time, put it on repeat.
for every image i tossed into the video, a hundred escaped me because I wasn’t ready, or was too timid to shoot, or understood it only after it had happened.
They’re not “amazing” images, they’re not “startling” or “disturbing”…they’re just things that I’d passed many times without taking the time to absorb, appreciate…things I never allowed to surprise me; juxtapositions, shapes, colors, angles…the geometry of every-day, of work-life, of commute-time, of urban-routine.

here’s the vid:

]]> http://ianwalk.com/2008/07/11/tuesdays/feed/ 5 la bomba de tiempo http://ianwalk.com/2008/07/10/la-bomba-de-tiempo/ http://ianwalk.com/2008/07/10/la-bomba-de-tiempo/#comments Thu, 10 Jul 2008 23:09:47 +0000 ianwalk http://ianwalk.com/?p=151 Back in late april I went to a percussion show with a few friends. beforehand I was imagining it to be either a glorified hippie drum circle or a glam-schlock-fest like stomp has become, but what i found was an amazing, unique percussion group that mixes improvisation with the guidance of a director. Using . . . → Read More: la bomba de tiempo]]> Back in late april I went to a percussion show with a few friends. beforehand I was imagining it to be either a glorified hippie drum circle or a glam-schlock-fest like stomp has become, but what i found was an amazing, unique percussion group that mixes improvisation with the guidance of a director. Using hand signals, the person in charge of the other percussionists shapes and molds, bends and reshapes the rhythms and sounds of the rest of the players…the result is always surprising and often nothing short of amazing (at least while watching it live). These guys get together every monday and play for 2-6 thousand spectators who run the gambit from timid head-bobbers to rampaging mosh-pitters (along with the grateful dead-esque dancers, the modern dancers, the interpretive dancers, the arhythmic dancers, the stoned dancers, the drunk dancers, the quite-possibly-psycho dancers, and the graceful dancers.)

Here’s a short video of one night with la bomba de tiempo…and this is one of those events that video just doesn’t do justice to.

later

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