tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131896271263033342024-03-12T20:56:40.800-04:00Blog by Charlie PhillipsCharlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-62056704442384805222011-04-04T02:34:00.000-04:002011-04-04T02:34:14.993-04:00Some Snippets from my Tumblr...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Because Google can not find my Tumblr very well, here are some snippets of what's happening over there...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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charlieCharlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-59540305695457566092010-09-17T21:30:00.003-04:002010-09-17T21:33:34.840-04:00Down to the Crossroads: Robert Johnson and Jimi HendrixThe following is an essay I wrote a few years back comparing Robert Johnson and Jimi Hendrix. 40 years ago on September 18, 1970 Jimi Hendrix passed away.<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b> <u>Down to the Crossroads: Robert Johnson and Jimi Hendrix<o:p></o:p></u></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><div style="text-align: left;"> "The reflection of the world is blues, <o:p></o:p></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><div style="text-align: left;"> that's where that part of the music is at." Jimi Hendrix</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"> </span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> In the nineteenth century, a new form of music came to prominence in the African-American communities along the Mississippi River - the blues. This new musical style was in many ways derived from the spirituals and music of Africa. The call and response form, the succession of two phrases, where the second phrase is a response to the first, was a human expression used in African religious rituals. Pre-blues music was adapted from the call and response field shouts and hollers performed during slave times, expanded into "simple solo songs laden with emotional content" (Ferris, Jean, 1993). The earliest accounts of blues music are described as “call and response”, lacking harmony and instrumentation. The work songs and spirituals of the African American communities were passionate, conveying the struggles and misery of the times.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> Although this new musical style had many structures, blues music was most commonly twelve-, eight-, or sixteen-bar stanzas. Like ragtime, a musical style developing parallel to blues, the harmonic content was based on the tonic, the sub dominant, and the dominant chord. Early delta blues musicians such as Skip James and the legendary Son House most commonly played the twelve bar blues, and accompanied their voices with acoustic guitars and occasional bottleneck slides; Arguably the most influential of the delta blues musicians, was Robert Johnson. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> Robert Johnson is a legendary figure, influencing musicians of all genres including rock musicians Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton, The Rolling Stones, and Jimi Hendrix. Johnson, a gifted blues musician, mastered the craft of vocal phrasing, had the ability to write haunting lyrics, and possessed an unmatched guitar playing style. It is curious to note, for someone so influential to popular music, there is so little known of Robert Johnson.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> According to legend…<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> <i>Robert Johnson was a young black man living on a plantation in rural Mississippi. Branded with a burning desire to become a great blues musician, he was instructed to take his guitar to a crossroad near Dockery's plantation at midnight. There he was met by a large black man (the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Devil">Devil</a>) who took the guitar from Johnson, tuned the guitar so that he could play anything that he wanted, and handed it back to him in return for his soul. Within less than a year's time, in exchange for his everlasting soul, Robert Johnson became the king of the Delta blues singers, able to play, sing, and create the greatest blues anyone had ever heard</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> (Wardlow, 1998, pp. 196-201).<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> Legend aside, Robert Johnson was an extremely capable musician at the point of his makeshift recordings in 1936 and 1937. Robert Johnson’s June 19, 1937 recording of ‘Stones In My Passway’ exemplifies much of the delta blues musician’s sought-after technique. The recording opens with Johnson playing a line with bottleneck slide, he then repeats the slide and octave down. As he moves into the verse of the song, he swings into a now-familiar blues shuffle of seventh chords. According to blues historians, the first recorded shuffle was captured only two years before Johnson, on Johnnie Temple’s “Lead Pencil Blues” (1935). Most impressive of Johnson’s recording is his ability to sing the melody while simultaneously varying the rhythms of the treble notes over the walking bass notes. The bass line, plucked by his right hand thumb, sounds a deep thud, possibly muted with the right hand palm, to only let the notes of turnarounds he is playing on top ring out. This effect of playing the bass line while varying plucking, upstrokes and down strokes, and dampening selected notes creates the effect of a rhythm section behind one man and an acoustic guitar. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> In 1990, Keith Richards of The Rolling Stones recalled first hearing Robert Johnson’s music, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> “When I first heard it, I said to Brian, <i>Who's that? Robert Johnson</i><span style="font-style: normal;">, he said. </span><i>Yeah, but who's the other guy playing with him?</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> Because I was hearing two guitars, and it took me a long time to realize he was actually doing it all by himself. The guitar playing - it was almost like listening to Bach. You know, you think you're getting a handle on playing the blues, and then you hear Robert Johnson - some of the rhythms he's doing and playing and singing at the same time, you think, </span><i>this guy must have 3 brains!</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> You want to know how good the blues can get? Well, this is it.” (McPherson, Timeisonourside.com, 2000) <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> There are many qualities and nuances of Robert Johnson’s music that give it a unique quality. Robert Johnson as a songwriter was also gifted. Whether intended or not, the use of adding and dropping syllables in lyrics to provide momentum to a song is very apparent in Johnson’s original blues compositions, a now standard songwriting technique. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">Below is the syllable count for two verses of Robert Johnson’s “Kind Hearted Woman”.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> <i>I got a kind hearted woman </i><span style="font-style: normal;">8<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> Do anything in this world for me. </i><span style="font-style: normal;">9<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> (Repeat phrases) </i><span style="font-style: normal;">17 (8+9)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> But the evil hearted women </i><span style="font-style: normal;">8<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> man they will not <u>let me be.</u> </i><span style="font-style: normal;">7<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> <i>I love my baby </i><span style="font-style: normal;">5<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> <i>My baby don’t love me </i><span style="font-style: normal;">6<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> <i>(Repeat) </i><span style="font-style: normal;">11 (5+6)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> But I really love that woman </i><span style="font-style: normal;">8<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> can’t stand to <u>leave her be</u>. </i><span style="font-style: normal;">6<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> In 1938, Johnson was believed to have traveled east through the southern states, possibly stopping through Memphis, Tennessee. Like much of the life of Robert Johnson, his final days are clouded with rumor and speculation. There are stories of Johnson being handed a bottle of poisoned whiskey and becoming ill. However, it is know that on August 16<sup>th</sup>, 1938 at the startling age of twenty-seven, Robert Johnson mysteriously died at the country crossroads of Greenwood, Mississippi.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> In many ways the music of Robert Johnson set the path to which blues music would grow. In the 1940s and 1950s, artists like Howlin’ Wolf, Elmore James, and Muddy Waters took the sounds of the Mississippi delta to a new, industrial world of in Chicago. The ‘Chicago blues’ sound is characterized by the addition of the rhythm section - drums, pianos, and the new sounds of electric guitars and amplifiers.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> If there are three chapters to the story of blues music, the first chapter would be Robert Johnson and the delta blues music, the second chapter would be the Chicago blues of the 1950s, and the third chapter would be Jimi Hendrix. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> In many ways rock and soul-psychedelic (as he is so commonly referred to) artist Jimi Hendrix, is a true bluesman. The music he created and the life he led draws remarkable parallels to the music and life of Robert Johnson. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> Before Jimi Hendrix became an icon of the late 1960s London music scene and the Woodstock festival of 1969, he was an rhythm and blues musician.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> As a boy growing up in Seattle, Washington in the 1950s, Hendrix was exposed to the blues. Al Hendrix, Jimi’s father, had a vast collection of the blues records including Muddy Waters and Elmore James. At a young age Hendrix grew interest in becoming a musician, specifically a guitarist.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> Although it is unclear at what age Hendrix first heard Robert Johnson, it wasn’t until Columbia Records released ‘King of the Delta Blues Singers’ in 1961, that his music would have been available to young James Marshall Hendrix. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> As a guitar player, Hendrix was a master blues player. On the 1966 recording of ‘Red House’, Hendrix redefines the blues. The recording features Hendrix playing blazing quick blues riffs through a fuzzed out Stratocaster. The guitar solo on ‘Red House’ defines the genre of blues-rock and since has become, to many, the holy grail of blues guitar. Incorporated into Jimi’s overdriven sound and rapid style are the licks of B.B. King and slides of Elmore James. As one of Jimi’s first recordings, his true affinity to blues music is clear. ‘Red House’ is an original composition of Hendrix’s, and the song became a staple of his live set, up until his death in 1970. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> Of all the songs Jimi Hendrix recorded, none draw from Robert Johnson more than ‘Voodoo Chile’, a haunting story of birth and death tainted with hoodoo and witchcraft. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> The song opens with Hendrix, solo, playing blues licks in the lower register of his Eb tuned Stratocaster, similar to Robert Johnson’s “Stones In My Pathway” introduction. Jimi begins to sing the opening line, in a soft moan, accompanying the minor blues melody with unison notes on the guitar – a technique used commonly in blues, especially on the music of Robert Johnson. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> <i>Well, the night I was born </i><span style="font-style: normal;">6<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> Lord I swear the moon turned a fire red </i><span style="font-style: normal;">9<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> The night I was born </i><span style="font-style: normal;">5<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> I swear the moon turned a fire red </i><span style="font-style: normal;">8<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> Well my poor mother cried out lord, the gypsy was right! </i><span style="font-style: normal;">13<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> And I seen her fell down right dead </i><span style="font-style: normal;">8<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> The imagery Hendrix captures in the song is similar to Robert Johnson’s images of the devil in songs like “Hellhound on My Trail” and “Me and the Devil Blues”. The song progresses, with the addition of the rhythm section including Steve Winwood on a Hammond B3 organ, capturing the chilling midnight feel of Hendrix’s sacrificial blues, ‘Voodoo Chile’. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> To this day, many feel Hendrix brought the blues to a point it has not since surpassed. In the same respect, Robert Johnson did the same with the acoustic country blues of the Mississippi delta. Hendrix not only built off the traditional blues and the blues of Muddy Waters and Elmore James, he brought it to the rock music scene in his own unique form, incorporating it into his pop music styles. His guitar playing in general, on songs that would not be considered a blues, are in fact the playing of a bluesman. His unorthodox chord shapes, and the use of his large, left thumb to move bass lines under his chords are very similar to the thumb use of Robert Johnson.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"> Again, like Robert Johnson, Jimi Hendrix led a strange life filled with excess in many areas. At the peak of his career, at a point of growth, Jimi began to contemplate where to bring his music next. Tragically the life and musical journey of a genius musician were cut short. On September 18<sup>th</sup>, 1970, Jimi Hendrix died in London. The death of Hendrix was mysterious. Lyrics were found in the flat on which Jimi died in London, and many believe them to be a suicide note. Although there is room for speculation, it is reported Hendrix died of asphyxiation from his own vomit. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><br />
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As a 22 year old man, my wish list is short, specific and self indulgent as ever. Among guitars, outboard and "in-the-box" music gear, cars and clothing, is a Triumph motorcycle. The Thruxton 900 is the Brit's nod to cafe racers of the 1960s and beyond. The Thruxton is not the fastest bike on the block - but it may be the coolest.<br />
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</div><div>Cycling is a sport very familiar with controversial stories and accusations. I found this today, a new motor able to power a bicycle to top speeds and be completely undetected. There are accusations that Cancellara used it in a recent spring victory, but I find that extreme.</div><div><br />
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</div><div>I've had a busy and exciting last few days/hours to say the least. I returned from my college commencement this weekend, a tired and unsure man. Like most college graduates, the next few months and years hold little certainty. With no place to live, a very temporary job and restless feet, I find myself pondering the future often.<br />
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</div><div>As an aspiring singer/songwriter, I am constantly looking for new avenues to expose my music. During my meandering ride home Sunday, I remembered reading pop-songwriter Ryan Tedder's profile. </div><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">At the age of twenty-one, Tedder competed in a singer-songwriter competition and was selected by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%27N_Sync" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="'N Sync">'N Sync</a> singer <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lance_Bass" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Lance Bass">Lance Bass</a> as one of five finalists to perform on a one-hour special on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MTV" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="MTV">MTV</a>, performing original material in front of millions of viewers.<sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-lance_8-0" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1em;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ryan_Tedder#cite_note-lance-8" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none; white-space: nowrap;">[9]</a></sup> </span></blockquote>To say that Ryan Tedder has made a successful life for himself as pop songwriter/performer would be an understatement. The idea of trying out for a music television series appealed to me more than ever.<br />
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I have never been a fan of American Idol, nor watched any of the contemporaries. When I arrived home Sunday, I went to my computer and began scour the internet for music contests/television shows; it was worth a shot. I was very discouraged to find the only casting Mtv or Vh1 had to offer were for pregnant teens and drug addicts on True Life.<br />
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At the end of my search I found a YouTube video titled <b>Now Casting! Bravo's Hitmakers</b> with none other than Ryan Tedder's face as the screenshot. The video was advertising the casting call for musicians/writers/performers to be on Bravo's new breakout series Hitmakers.<br />
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I went to the website and found the show's info and from there it moved fast and got messy. Time for bullets.<br />
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<ol><li>The NYC casting call had been that day, Sunday. I had been in New York City all day and missed the only open casting call in the area. My jaw dropped.</li>
<li>Since I missed the casting call I could audition via a YouTube video. The video was due on Monday May 17th at 12PM and I was reading all this on Sunday May 16th around 10PM. How had I not known about this sooner?</li>
<li>I stayed up all night filming an interview/filling out applications/loading to YouTube. Suffered a bloody nose and missed much sleep required to work at 9AM.</li>
<li>Woke up the next morning and completed faxing my applications. Profile updated and interview sent on Monday May 17th with an hour to spare.</li>
<li>Worked all day.</li>
<li>Returned home and read more of the casting information. Because I had missed the open casting call, there was no guarantee the producers or casting group Casting Duo would even view my video.</li>
<li>In a last ditch effort to get in on this amazing opportunity I booked a flight to Nashville for this Saturday, to audition on Sunday and Monday in the music city!</li>
</ol>Please view my video and wish me a little luck! I'm extremely excited to get down there and show Nashville what I'm all about. Let's get on that Max Martin ish.<br />
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<b>Congratulations to the Purchase College Class of 2010. What an inspiring group of people to be a part of. The humity was high at commencement and the spirits were even higher. Amazing things to come for everyone. In the words of Dave Gluck, "no doubt".</b><br />
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“Stories are the creative conversion of life itself into a more powerful, clearer, more meaningful experience. They are the currency of human contact.” Robert McKee<br />
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Billy Wilder, William Goldman, Waldo Salt, Carl Foreman, Francis Ford Coppola, Paul Schrader, David Mamet, Ben Hecht, Nora Ephron, Ernest Lehman, Robert Benton, Paddy Chayefsky, Robert Bolt, Neil Simon, Robert Towne, Michael Tolkin, Lawrence Kasdan!<br />
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Just a handful of the great screenwriters that have worked the Hollywood studio system creating magical cinematic moments, iconic characters, memorable dialogue to both critical and commercial success. But are such brilliant writers becoming a dying breed in Hollywood? Brutalised victims of a nefarious oligarchy run by corporate accountants and bean-counters without a creative bone in their body?<br />
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A business now happy to dish up stale remakes, half-baked reboots and pass-their-sell-by-date sequels. Movies which treat your average popcorn-munchers like a proverbial mushroom – keeping them in the dark –feeding them cinematic ****!<br />
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Gone is the lonely, whisky-saturated artist! Gone is the representation of humanity delivering comedy and tragedy from his or her soul. Gone are the human cigarettes smoking a thousand coffin nails while hammering out their masterpieces at the typewriter.<br />
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The art of screenwriting is on a life-support machine and is heading for a Flatline City. The screenwriter has been slain; murdered and replaced by join-the-dots-committee-product churned out by countless producers, executive producers, associate producers and an army of techno-geeks. Have the machines finally won and terminated the screenwriter? Is Hollywood guilty as charged? I say yes!<br />
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Hollywood has finally killed the screenwriter!<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">THE CASE FOR THE PROSECUTION</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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Michael Tolkin’s brilliantly written Hollywood satire “The Player” (1992) illustrated the Hollywood of the 1980s and 1990’s and encapsulates my case perfectly. A struggling writer (Vincent D’Onofrio) is murdered by a Hollywood producer, Griffin Mill (Tim Robbins) in a rage, because the said writer is accusing him of rating commerciality over quality product. The producer even goes as far as screwing, marrying the writer’s wife and becoming Head of the Studio! Bad Hollywood producer!<br />
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Ironically, the 80s and 90s were a golden era for the screenwriter in terms of commercial gain with big players such as Joe Eszterhas and Shane Black being paid enormous sums for ultra-commercial movies such as “Lethal Weapon” (1984) and “Basic Instinct” (1990). But this isn’t about earning power of the screenwriter; it’s about what I perceive to be the death of screenwriting standards based on recent movies seen at the multiplexes.<br />
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Even a flashy 80s buddy-buddy movie such as “Lethal Weapon” (1984) with its mix of mullets and bullets and classic mis-matched-cop-partner dynamic had a solid structure, great villains and memorable set-pieces; aspects which are sorely missing from many big budget Hollywood movies of recent years. Who can forget “the jumper” scene from “Lethal Weapon” (1984), which establishes Riggs’ (Mel Gibson) loose cannon status, making him – haircut aside – a character who hooks you in from the start? Shane Black was a fine action writer but for even more prolific and amazing screenwriting look back further in time to Ben Hecht, Billy Wilder and William Goldman.<br />
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Hecht was a novelist and playwright who virtually invented the “screwball comedy” style with rapid-fire dialogue and wrote classics such as “Scarface“ (1932), “His Girl Friday“ (1940) and Hitchcock’s “Notorious”(1946).<br />
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Wilder was another screenwriter and the quality of the writing committed to screen shone through such as in “Some Like It Hot” (1959), “Stalag 17″ (1953) and the brilliant “Sunset Boulevard” (1950); a gothic satire on the perils of fading fame and a movie where once again a screenwriter comes to a grisly demise.<br />
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Lastly, novelist William Goldman (whose fantastic books on Hollywood Which Lie Did I Tell and Adventures in the Screen Trade are essential reading for any film fans) was famously quoted as saying of Hollywood: “No one knows anything!” But Goldman sure knew how to write a screenplay and his movies “Marathon Man” (1976), “The Princess Bride” (1987) and “Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid” (1969) created many unforgettable sequences. A visit to the dentist can never be the same after watching “Marathon Man” (1976).<br />
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What these three legendary writers have in common is they created smartly structured screenplays with intricate plots and characters who you actually gave a damn about. Their stories contained suspense, romance, humour, and dare I say it, had an actual plot which kept the audience gripped. They did not rely solely on bombastic special effects but were interested in human stories. But I’m not against special effects as long as they serve the story.<br />
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Stanley Kubrick pioneered special effect techniques in his poetic sci-fi masterpiece “2001: A Space Odyssey” (1968) – a movie which favoured visual storytelling over a character’s journey or arc. Kubrik used technical advancement to serve the narrative. If the technology didn’t exist he’d ask someone to invent it, as in “The Shining“ (1980), which was one of the first films to use the ‘Steadicam’ to powerful effect.<br />
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A quick glance at some of the biggest grossing movies in the last 15 years does not bode well for the defence’s case. While I freely admit that there is great technical accomplishment in the following films, I just wish they’d spent as much time working on the screenplay. James Cameron, for example, has made some amazing movies like “The Terminator” (1984) and “Aliens” (1986), but his box-office smash “Avatar” (2010) is ruined by a poorly established lead protagonist.<br />
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Jake Sully (Sam Worthington) has very little back-story – other than he was a twin and cannot walk – and over the course of the film he goes through an incredible journey from corporate guinea pig to native warrior. There is no “jumper” scene to introduce Jake and consequently we know nothing about this man. His journey is further hamstrung by a Swiss-cheese plot, a succession of clichéd characters and butt-clenching dialogue.<br />
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Do we really believe that Jake is the chosen one who will reunite the natives? No – but who cares! It’s all looks so pretty and the planet is so beautiful and this is such an important movie because it criticises evil capitalists who are destroying the native’s world; all the while taking gazillions at the box-office, leaving a carbon footprint bigger than Hiroshima and feeding the very corporate capitalism it critiques. Likewise, Cameron’s screenplay for “Titanic“ (1997): a movie you could quite easily forward to two hours in and not have missed very much; aside from an assortment of clichéd cardboard cut-out characters, sub Romeo & Juliet romance and patronising Oirish representations of third class passengers.<br />
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Tim Burton has presided over some of the most successful movies of recent times without bothering with narratives that either work or make sense. Of all the recent remakes “Planet of the Apes“ (2001) was the worst and unnecessary. Why change a classic?<br />
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I’m sure a straight remake of the Charlton Heston original would have been welcomed by cinemagoers not familiar with the original. Instead we received a movie which lurched from one poorly written scene to another with an ending which had no reference to anything we’d seen in the film previously. Similarly, in “Alice in Wonderland“ (2010), the eponymous Alice’s rites of passage journey made little sense. In this instance, having gone on this wonderfOther movies which have eschewed the need for a quality screenplay include the predictable “it’s the end of the world” movies of Roland Emmerich. Watching “Godzilla“ (1998), “Independence Day” (2001) and “2012″ (2010) make one wish for the apocalypse now! Michael Bay’s “Transformers” (2007) was a half-decent popcorn movie because of the wow-factor and some relatively interesting writing: Jim hiding the Transformers from his parents being a welcome break from the constant metallurgic war-mongering. But by the time “Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen“ was released the robot porn juggernaut had shot it’s nuts and bolts and we were left with lingering shots of Megan Fox, more Nagasaki-sized explosions and a story as substantial as an anorexic’s breakfast.<br />
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This is just the tip of the iceberg and not just an excuse to bash big budget studio movies. Christopher Nolan’s “The Dark Knight“ (2008) and Pixar’s “The Incredibles” (2004) are big budget studio movies with screenplays that entertain and do not treat the audience like idiots. But these are rare exceptions because somewhere, sometime a shift has occurred in Hollywood where the art of screenwriting, the screenwriter themselves and respect for the audience has been pretty much been destroyed.<br />
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But why has the art of screenwriting died?<br />
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In the past the screenwriter was often plucked from the theatre or proven novelists and poets: writers who treated words and real human stories with awe and wonderment. Now any literary design is shafted in favour of visual effects and fetishistic 3-D sick-fests. Humanity is being forced to forget its’ literary roots and is being nuked back to the stone-age with technologically enhanced cave drawings that carry all the emotion of a Big Mac!<br />
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We’ve just had one of the biggest worldwide financial crises but Hollywood is still spending billions on movies with overblown and overhyped gimmicks such as green-screen and 3-D. Oh for the day’s where resources were limited and Hollywood was influenced by major European movement which led to more imaginative ways of telling a story. Both low budgets and Expressionist cinema led to some of the great film noirs of the 1940s and 1950s. I say: we cap movie budgets to try and inject some lateral and original thinking into the Studios.<br />
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Another possible reason for the fall in standards is the saturation of screenwriting courses and degrees across the industry. Are these courses creating homogenous and business-savvy writers who are more geared toward commercialism rather than finding a unique voice? Or is it that there are original thinkers and writers out there but Hollywood is aborting such talent at birth and not allowing them to grow. Of course, novels continue to be adapted by Hollywood but the penchant for unimaginative and unnecessary remakes and reboots is growing stronger and stronger; as is the virulent spread of sequelitis and where Lucasfilms’ is concerned prequelitis. Sequels and prequels and remakes are not necessarily a bad thing if time is spent developing the project with decent writers who have a passion for the project, want to tell a great story and have some respect for an audience. I say: challenge the crayon-clutching audience rather than feed their already shrinking, firework-blinded, goggle-boxed minds.<br />
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But perhaps the art of screenwriting is not dead after all? There is some amazing writing on screen at the moment but it’s NOT at the cinema. There is a place where the story and characters are allowed – like a fine wine – to develop over time. If the cinematic art of screenwriting is dead it still lives and breathes on television. Shows like: THE WIRE, MAD MEN, BAND OF BROTHERS, THE SOPRANOS, SIX FEET UNDER, DEADWOOD, and GENERATION KILL arguably provide a powerful, much more meaningful experience than most movies released today. If story, as Robert McKee states, is the currency of human contact, then Hollywood is arguably bankrupt!<br />
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<blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“I read the other day some verses written by an eminent painter which were original and not conventional. The soul always hears an admonition in such lines; let the subject be what it may. The sentiment they instill is of more value than any thought they may contain. To believe your own thought, to believe that what is true for you in your private heart is true for all men—that is genius.”</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span></blockquote><br />
<blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ralph Waldo Emerson</span></blockquote>Charlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-50550444867437102502010-04-26T22:15:00.001-04:002010-04-26T22:16:14.287-04:00Leonard Cohen, "How To Speak Poetry"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffff99; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; line-height: 27px;"></span><br />
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To use this word it is not necessary to make the voice weigh less than an ounce or equip it with small dusty wings. It is not necessary to invent a sunny day or a field of daffodils. It is not necessary to be in love, or to be in love with butterflies. The word butterfly is not a real butterfly. There is the word and there is the butterfly. If you confuse these two items people have the right to laugh at you. Do not make so much of the word. Are you trying to suggest that you love butterflies more perfectly than anyone else, or really understand their nature? The word butterfly is merely data. It is not an opportunity for you to hover, soar, befriend flowers, symbolize beauty and frailty, or in any way impersonate a butterfly. Do not act out words. Never act out words. Never try to leave the floor when you talk about flying. Never close your eyes and jerk your head to one side when you talk about death. Do not fix your burning eyes on me when you speak about love. If you want to impress me when you speak about love put your hand in your pocket or under your dress and play with yourself. If ambition and the hunger for applause have driven you to speak about love you should learn how to do it without disgracing yourself or the material.</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What is the expression which the age demands? The age demands no expression whatever. We have seen photographs of bereaved Asian mothers. We are not interested in the agony of your fumbled organs. There is nothing you can show on your face that can match the horror of this time. Do not even try. You will only hold yourself up to the scorn of those who have felt things deeply. We have seen newsreels of humans in the extremities of pain and dislocation. Everyone knows you are eating well and are even being paid to stand up there. You are playing to people who have experienced a catastrophe. This should make you very quiet. Speak the words, convey the data, step aside. Everyone knows you are in pain. You cannot tell the audience everything you know about love in every line of love you speak. Step aside and they will know what you know because you know it already. You have nothing to teach them. You are not more beautiful than they are. You are not wiser. Do not shout at them. Do not force a dry entry. That is bad sex. If you show the lines of your genitals, then deliver what you promise. And remember that people do not really want an acrobat in bed. What is our need? To be close to the natural man, to be close to the natural woman. Do not pretend that you are a beloved singer with a vast loyal audience which has followed the ups and downs of your life to this very moment. The bombs, flame-throwers, and all the shit have destroyed more than just the trees and villages. They have also destroyed the stage. Did you think that your profession would escape the general destruction? There is no more stage. There are no more footlights. You are among the people. Then be modest. Speak the words, convey the data, step aside. Be by yourself. Be in your own room. Do not put yourself on.</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is an interior landscape. It is inside. It is private. Respect the privacy of the material. These pieces were written in silence. The courage of the play is to speak them. The discipline of the play is not to violate them. Let the audience feel your love of privacy even though there is no privacy. Be good whores. The poem is not a slogan. It cannot advertise you. It cannot promote your reputation for sensitivity. You are not a stud. You are not a killer lady. All this junk about the gangsters of love. You are students of discipline. Do not act out the words. The words die when you act them out, they wither, and we are left with nothing but your ambition.</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Speak the words with the exact precision with which you would check out a laundry list. Do not become emotional about the lace blouse. Do not get a hard-on when you say panties. Do not get all shivery just because of the towel. The sheets should not provoke a dreamy expression about the eyes. There is no need to weep into the handkerchief. The socks are not there to remind you of strange and distant voyages. It is just your laundry. It is just your clothes. Don't peep through them. Just wear them.</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The poem is nothing but information. It is the Constitution of the inner country. If you declaim it and blow it up with noble intentions then you are no better than the politicians whom you despise. You are just someone waving a flag and making the cheapest kind of appeal to a kind of emotional patriotism. Think of the words as science, not as art. They are a report. You are speaking before a meeting of the Explorers' Club of the National Geographic Society. These people know all the risks of mountain climbing. They honour you by taking this for granted. If you rub their faces in it that is an insult to their hospitality. Tell them about the height of the mountain, the equipment you used, be specific about the surfaces and the time it took to scale it. Do not work the audience for gasps ans sighs. If you are worthy of gasps and sighs it will not be from your appreciation of the event but from theirs. It will be in the statistics and not the trembling of the voice or the cutting of the air with your hands. It will be in the data and the quiet organization of your presence.</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Avoid the flourish. Do not be afraid to be weak. Do not be ashamed to be tired. You look good when you're tired. You look like you could go on forever. Now come into my arms. You are the image of my beauty.</span></span></div></blockquote><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">(snagged from</span> <a href="http://acephalous.typepad.com/acephalous/leonard-cohen-how-to-spea.html">Acephalous</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">)</span></div></div>Charlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-67849403384427001432010-04-25T16:25:00.002-04:002010-04-25T16:25:36.108-04:00one man band.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-1941725100819420671&hl=en&fs=true" style="height: 326px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed> </span>Charlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-87904146117336291662010-04-23T01:11:00.001-04:002010-04-23T01:11:01.319-04:00insightful and rich.insightful and rich.<br />
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<blockquote>"On<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"> thesixtyone</span>, new artists make music and listeners decide what's good. We're nurturing a growing ecosystem where talented folks can sell songs and merchandise directly to their fans.<br />
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We're named after Highway 61, a U.S. route that runs along the Mississippi River and marks the origin of American music culture. Muddy Waters, Bob Dylan and B.B. King rode the 61. Elvis grew up in the housing projects along it. Highway 61 was the road by which people left their homes to take their music to the world."</blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5x0kZqYPLg0/S9DDR8QEvHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EAu37dvePug/s1600/Picture+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5x0kZqYPLg0/S9DDR8QEvHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EAu37dvePug/s320/Picture+1.png" /></a></div><br />
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<ul><li>Artist and listener pages. </li>
<li>Free, high quality music uploads. </li>
<li>Shuffle through music pages by the use of your left and right keyboard arrows. </li>
<li>The meat: artist bios, songs, shows and photos.</li>
<li>No Myspace-like "thanks for the add" bullshit, yet.</li>
<li>It's a really pretty interface.</li>
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Check out <a href="http://www.thesixtyone.com/charliephillips">Thesixtyone</a> to discover new music, with an extra emphasis on discovering new music.<br />
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For questions and answers, visit <a href="http://thesixtyone.posterous.com/">Thesixtyone Blog</a><br />
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******* LISTENERS: If you are interested in checking it out but don't know where to being, <a href="http://t61place.freeforums.org/tips-for-getting-started-on-t61-t8.html">start here for tips and a guide through the site.</a> These comments will help you get the most out of the site.<br />
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******* ARTISTS: <a href="http://passivepromotion.com/what-artists-should-know-about-thesixtyone">This is you bag</a><br />
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happyerphday,<br />
CPCharlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-83417166312591550662010-04-06T18:10:00.002-04:002010-04-06T18:19:02.899-04:00Making the Album { promo video }<object width="395" height="325"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rpmuNeRVTjA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rpmuNeRVTjA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="395" height="325"></embed></object><br />
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In 2009 I recorded my debut, self-titled album - this is a video filmed by Michael Borowiec, capturing the moment in time.<br />
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<a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/charlie-phillips/id344121644" target="_blank">DON'T CLICK THIS THOUGH</a><br />
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CPCharlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-86629614351549771362010-03-24T21:52:00.002-04:002010-03-24T21:53:25.735-04:00Twilight, Anya Marina and Taylor LautnerIt's safe to say Taylor Lautner ruined the Twilight: New Moon soundtrack for me, but Anya Marina's song "Satellite Heart" revived it for me. <br />
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It's a beautiful, simple song with lyrics that read like an intriguing journal entry from a seventeen year old girl. Pretty seductive vocal performance too, and that ringing synth buzz or something, mhmmm.<br />
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<img src="http://www.behindthehype.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/John-Hughes.jpg"/><br />
Mama, you raised a fighter...Charlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-2201778034049292432010-03-10T23:26:00.000-05:002010-03-10T23:26:57.479-05:00Some Sweaty Lyrics<b>Sweat/Make It My World</b><br />
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Something new won't complete it<br />
but comes awfully close<br />
Something moving in the corner is loud<br />
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Sweat filling wood grain<br />
is filling wood grain while the<br />
sweat filling wood grain<br />
is filling wood grain with the<br />
Sweat filling wood grain<br />
is filling wood grain while the<br />
sweat filling wood grain<br />
is filling wood grain while the...<br />
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You are the only one who could make me pound this hard<br />
Something new won't complete it<br />
but comes really close<br />
Something moving in the corner is loud<br />
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Sweat filling wood grain<br />
is filling wood grain while the<br />
sweat filling wood grain<br />
is filling wood grain with the<br />
Sweat filling wood grain<br />
is filling wood grain while the<br />
sweat filling wood grain<br />
is filling wood grain while the...<br />
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(Ooo gonna make it my world<br />
gonna make it my world<br />
Ooo oh)<br />
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(Ooo gonna make it my world<br />
I'm gonna make it my world<br />
Ooo ooo ooo)<br />
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All your mathmaticians have gone away<br />
West side crane operators don't know their way<br />
And all your candle operas...<br />
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<span CLASS="bigletters"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/4315381/Sweat_Make%20It%20My%20World.mp3.zip">DOWNLOAD MP3</a></SPAN>Charlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-83311019442219124722010-03-09T00:21:00.003-05:002010-03-09T00:59:13.675-05:00Sweat/Make It My WorldHey everyone,<br />
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For the past few months I've been writing new material and further developing my sound. I'm not working on a second album at this point, but rather taking it track by track. My plan is to digitally release all of the songs through free mp3s and videos.<br />
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"Sweat/Make It My World" is my first digital release of new material. I have a Youtube video which accompanies the song, displaying footage I archived while conceiving the song, and recording it. I hope you enjoy, and please do let me know what you think. ALSO SHARE! Please, I'm releasing all of this free online with hopes that it will reach lots of people, so please link and share.<br />
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It's in your hands now? Phhhewwwww<br />
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<span CLASS="bigletters"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/4315381/Sweat_Make%20It%20My%20World.mp3.zip">DOWNLOAD MP3</a></SPAN><br />
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<span CLASS="bigletters"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/4315381/Sweat_Make%20It%20My%20World.mp3.zip">DOWNLOAD MP3</a></SPAN><br />
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CPCharlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-67037969865083923392010-03-08T01:02:00.000-05:002010-03-08T01:02:40.255-05:00ZadazaI had the privilege of catching my fellow musicians in the moment. The group is <b>Zadaza</b>, a groove/rhythm trio from Purchase College comprised of Zach Koeber on T. sax, David Culter on bass, and Zach Marks on drums.<br />
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I managed to find them working on a new tune. Man they took me to school. Shit was in 14? I sat back and snagged a few videos. You'll be hearing more soon - you got the C.P. guarantee (ha).<br />
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<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.twitvid.com/player/7F7EC"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.twitvid.com/player/7F7EC" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" allowNetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" height="344" width="425"></object>Charlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-5636478951393441852010-03-07T17:24:00.004-05:002010-03-07T17:28:21.621-05:00MZ4192661 MADE IN MEXICOToday was <i>that</i> day. <br />
The first refreshing breeze. Maybe the last "god damn this cold" wind?<br />
Sun rays that warm your neck.<br />
Windows down and FM radio up?<br />
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I enjoyed today's taste of spring for a brief moment, but spent most of the day traveling north on 87. Upstate, NY anyone? Things move much slower up there (here).<br />
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Sitting in the passenger seat was <a href="http://www.myspace.com/astroclubblonde">De Sorbo</a>. Reflected on Abelton, whiskey, Elvis and Scary Krowz.<br />
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D'angelo was arrested last night. Apparently he tried to pay a female NYPD officer $40 for oral sex. Yes, times are that bad.<br />
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Didn't get tickets to Atoms for Peace. I wrote the blog and everything. I will be there though. Mark. My. Word.s.<br />
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<b>tomorrow <br />
I will post up my new song "Sweat/Make It My World" <br />
accompanied with a YouTube video. <br />
there will be a free mp3</b>.<br />
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CPCharlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-82933373494936165832010-03-05T18:58:00.003-05:002010-03-05T23:28:42.316-05:00▲ — ▲ ▲Have you heard Atoms For Peace? No, I'm not talking about Dwight Eisenhower's speech (can you reference a reference?)<br />
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If there is ever a Generation Y pep rally, I'm quite sure Radiohead will be booked as the headlining rock band. There are few major label acts (let's face it, they're still kind of major label) that I would huddle into an arena to see, but I am still waiting for my moment to see the English band under the lights.<br />
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With that said, I may be seeing frontman Thom Yorke very soon, and for this I am thrilled. On April 5 and 6, he will be performing music from The Eraser at the Roseland Ballroom with Atoms For Peace. I have been a fan of Yorke's glitched out, synth/electro album The Eraser ever since I bought it in 2006. Upon the first listen, I fell in love with the title track and it's beautifully simple melody and choppy piano samples. I will admit, it took me longer to warm up to some of the other songs, but I was young and naive (ha). The low moments of The Eraser can seem self-indulgent; Thom Yorke spending too miuch time alone in his room on a laptop? It is the unique production, cryptic lyrics and raw feel of Thom's vocal that drive the album.<br />
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Thom Yorke's new band, Atoms For Peace consists of bassist Flea, Radiohead producer Nigel Godrich, drummer Joey Waronker and percussionist Mauro Refosco and was assembled to perform the rhyhtmically driven music of The Eraser. From what I've seen on YouTube, the difference in personalities and backgrounds of the group give these songs the breath and life they deserved. Not to mention Thom Yorke is dancing all over the place. Check out some tunes on YouTube? If I snag tickets I'll be sure to put up some photos.<br />
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CPCharlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-77963028933334154282010-01-03T02:48:00.004-05:002010-03-05T17:35:28.078-05:00Fog in the streets...EVELYN<br /><br />Evelyn was dreaming of fame<br />warm in her house<br />hot breath on the pane<br />fog in the streets<br />mark tonight on the wane<br /><br />oh but little girl<br />is your daddy still away<br /><br />Evelyn ain't it poor<br />one day to the week your father I saw<br />he was standing awful funny staring at the wall<br />paying no attention to nobody but the wall<br />lot of pretty people walking past him by the wall<br />wondering what he was saying, talking to the wall<br /><br />oh but little girl<br />is your daddy still away<br /><br />Cos I need time to prepare <br />for seeing you<br />I need time to prepare<br />prepare for seeing you<br /><br />Evelyn I'll draw the curtains for you<br />this morning may be nasty, the sun maybe too<br />a lot of animals have changed since we first took to the zoo<br />but the cats still have claws, jaws and teeth too<br /><br /><img border="0" style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" width="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2MTk2OTI1NzgzOCZwdD*xMjYxOTY5NDc*MDU3JnA9MjcwODEmZD1mYW5fZXhjbHVzaXZlX2ZpcnN*X2dlbiZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*xJm89NjQ4YTgwZjlhMmEyNDE5NThhOTc3NTBhMWU3Y2M1Nzkmb2Y9MA==.gif" height="0"/><div style="position:relative"><embed width="180" src="http://cache.reverbnation.com/widgets/swf/36/fanexclusive_v1xx.swf?page_object_id=artist_168743&border_color=000000&font_color=FFFFFF&posted_by=artist_168743&default_song=&downloadOnly=&emailAddress=&allowTrace=" height="130" wmode="opaque" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"/><br/><img border="0" style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" width="0" src="http://www.reverbnation.com/widgets/trk/36/artist_168743/artist_168743/t.gif" height="0"/><a href="http://www.reverbnation.com/charliephillips"><img alt="Blank" style="border:none !important;position:absolute;top:0;left:0;width:180px;height:15px;" width="180" src="http://cache.reverbnation.com/images/blank.gif" height="15"/></a><a http://www.reverbnation.com/c./a4/36/168743/artist/168743/artist/link false; return ; href="http://www.reverbnation.com/main/tunewidget_overview" onclick="javascript:window.location.href="><img alt="Music Player web" style="border:none !important;position:absolute;bottom:0px;left:0;width:180px;height:12px;" width="180" src="http://cache.reverbnation.com/images/blank.gif" height="12"/></a></embed></div>Charlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-30039586175099813402009-12-08T08:11:00.010-05:002010-03-05T18:01:34.077-05:00OFFICIAL ALBUM RELEASE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5x0kZqYPLg0/Sx5Rb903E-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/WftaG8Ieg6o/s1600-h/charlie_cover.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5x0kZqYPLg0/Sx5Rb903E-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/WftaG8Ieg6o/s400/charlie_cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412853343040508898" /></a><br /><br />It's December 8, 2009 and that means my debut recording is now available!<br /><br />http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/charlie-phillips/id344121644<br />http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/cphillips<br /><br />It's an amazing feeling for me to have the album available to everyone online. A feeling of completion has come over me, but the journey will never be complete as long as new people are still finding the music. I need you help, buy the music, share the music, steal the music; just enjoy it! Head over and purchase the album and be sure to write a review!<br /><br />Thank you again for your support. The music is for you.<br /><br />CharlieCharlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613189627126303334.post-90471876021255484692009-06-02T14:02:00.002-04:002010-03-05T17:59:20.142-05:00Charlie Phillips EP on MySpaceHi there friends,<br /><br />First off, I'm incredibly excited to be sending you all this message. My debut, self-titled EP is now streaming online at <a href="http://www.myspace.com/CharliePhillipsOnline "></a><br /><br />I encourage everyone to stop by and give it a listen, I would appreciate that very much.<br /><br />I teamed up with Engineer/Producer Phil Joly back in January to begin the 7-song EP. If you are interested in the recording process, check my blog http://blogbycharliephillips.blogspot.com where I frequently updated with photos and samples.<br /><br />I'm working my hardest to get the album in the hands of everyone who would like a copy. In July, there will be an official release with a CD jacket and all that jazz. If you find yourself enjoying the music and would like a copy before the release, message me and I will be sure to get a copy to you.<br /><br />Please listen and spread the word! Music ain't nothing if there's no one to listen. <br /><br />Thank you!<br /><br />Love Charlie<br /><br />_______________________________________<br />Charlie Phillips<br /><br />Gtr, Vocals : Charlie Phillips<br />Bass: Spencer Murphy<br />Drums: Zach Marks<br />Flugelhorn: Jonathan Saraga<br />Saxophone, Trigger-finger: Zachary Koeber<br />Trombone: Kyle Pollard<br />Accordian: Lena de Leo<br />Keys: Cas Weinbren<br />Keys: Jerry Mitkowsky<br /><br />Engineer: Phil Joly<br /><br />Music & Words by Charlie Phillips<br /><br />Produced by Charlie Phillips and Phil JolyCharlie Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17345723362118028940noreply@blogger.com2