time keeps passing and not in the good way — like when your listening to some minimalist drone hits and as time moves forward you fall deeper and deeper into a transcendental state of bliss and/or seething sea of rage? that’s the good kind of time. the kind that reminds you that it’s impossible to be happy or content or to have fun without moments passing you by. and with reflection on those past moments the present is empty. that’s like a textbook definition of bliss, amiright?
but i digress.
what i’m trying to say is that ieatpants lives in west ireland now. along the the atlantic ocean. it’s the closest i could get to brooklyn while still being in europe (don’t @ me with fact checks, yo). throw in a raging toddler and it could be said that i am on unsure footing. and as time crawls by, passing in front me, it carries with it chances to write music and sing songs. lately time feels like opportunities lost to the past and nothing more. regrets piling up tossed under my bed. it’s a bit dusty under there and the apartment gets moldy and gathers mildew. we’ve got to keep those areas properly aired out. let some of that ocean breeze into the flat.
life is different here and that’s something to write about. it could be said that i’m on my way to fixing things, but we’ll only know for sure some time from now.
i work in an office and i come home each night to a tiny nyc apartment. the walls are closing in. this is the only theme of the music–there are songs: love songs, songs about celebrities, long drawn out poop jokes, instrumentals inspired by films.
but always, in the background, hidden under the half-size fridge–or between the hotplate and the ikea wall storage–is fear.
a dark cloud hovering over my head.
it all bleeds into my microphone.
ieatpants is proud to present “simulation of an artist”
this collection of songs turned out to be much more personal than i had anticipated… that’s because i started with a goal of combining a love of echoey guitars and effects-laden loops with a few jaunty acoustic tunes about cramming my giant legs into the smallest airline seat ever. but it turned out all the songs are by the same guy. as fucking pretentious as it sounds, i’m really happy with the way this album turned out… the last 12 tracks were recorded all at once and probably could stand to be their own little EP, but I feel like they are representative of the struggle between making a catchy or silly song and creating a moody, atmospheric guitar piece… plus i love the cover–i used a blank CD insert, my old scanner, an extra messy marker, and some nifty images of J.L. Borges and i can’t believe how excelelnt it came out.
ok, i’m done telling you how awesome i am.
in addition, i have lately been playing music with an old friend. we’ve put together a nice representation of how fun we are: The Gentlemen of the Western Reserve – “The Rise and Fall of the West(ern Reserve)”
recorded in one saturday in a living room while someone was in the kitchen cooking up various meats for us to try… i recomend “horse race jubilee” and “bunnies” to get you started.
all music is under creative commons copyright… suck it, corporate!
and finally, believe it or not, more updates soon!
so, i think vin diesel is ok.
anyways, moving on to actual news… ieatpants welcomes its newest member tonight–i don’t wanna give out a name right now, because he might just up and move to ireland or france or poland. BUT! this guy’s gonna bring the goods: street cred and good looks. LOOKOUT!!!!
so, anyway, there’ll be a big lull here for a bit while we work out new songs, strategems, etc.