No autotune, no beat detective, no snap to grid, cut and paste, paint by numbers production. That’s pretty much everything I don’t want. There’s plenty of other people writing cool robot music, I’ve never been good at it. In a world where Razzle Bing the 14 year old producer can create the most wicked, stomping grooves in the world on his Ipad without even having to know which end of a drumstick to hold, we want to be the antidote.
We want to pull Razzle from the wall in the distance, the wall he plasters his perfect beats against, perfect wallpaper music for people who need background entertainment to function, and put him on the stage in front of a crowd. I want him to make them think and feel.
And I want him to do it with noise.
I don’t care if a thousand people walk out the room in disgust. If one single person is left standing there nodding his head in time with the noise, then he’s succeeded. He’ll have done a better job than all the generators of background music put together. So many people think the best thing you can do is to keep the room full. Have a thousand and one people chatting to each other, playing games on their phones, while you do your best not to offend any of them, let alone make them feel, let alone make them question things.
That’s idiotic. That’s the way to be irrelevant. Music should be a force, and it’s not good unless at least half the people who hear it don’t like it at all.
And that is how we see it. We write music with character, and it’s not always a nice one. But we’d rather be the villain you despise than the background actor you don’t even notice.
