Post by synthxanderharris on Nov 9, 2022 17:24:59 GMT
Greetings & Salutations, people. Welcome to the life and work updates "from that dude that made a record out of Keene's 'Urban Gothic'." I would like to thank Brian for creating the space to give updates here and start slow whistling, slow walking from the social media apps like a Homer Simpson meme. Welcome!
Post by synthxanderharris on Nov 9, 2022 17:27:48 GMT
Are you stuck in the way your current recording sound? Are you frustrated with your reverb settings? Are you new to synths and have some basic questions? Let's talk gear! Recording albums! Mastering! Mixing!
Welcome to a place to talk about guitars, drums, synths, DAWs, effects, and the occasional "dear god the music industry is a dumpster fire of absolute bullshit". I might even do a little "hey, check this out" post once a month on little tidbits of discoveries in my own studio that may help others out.
Post by synthxanderharris on Nov 10, 2022 17:51:34 GMT
Good Late Morning,
I'll start a newsletter in the near future at justinsweatt.substack.com to give little tidbits of my life people may or may not be interested in. In the meantime, here's a little rundown on a couple of things I've finished in 2022.
Adam Wingard (yes, that Adam Wingard) approached me in 2021 to contribute to the soundtrack for the sequel to his cult classic, "The Guest." You can read more about Adam's idea behind the sequel here. I was teenage-too-much-Adderall excited to be asked to contribute a song and be amid artists I absolutely adore. A plethora of pinching hit my arms when the Lakeshore Records PR people dropped the social media announcements back on April Fool's day of this year. You can hear the entire soundtrack here, and a limited edition vinyl release will arrive early 2023 courtesy of Lakeshore Records.
For October's Bandcamp Friday, I released a two-song EP of new Xander Harris material for the first time in four years. You can check those two tracks out here. Why the long absence? I can briefly summarize the hellishness of the last 4 years, but I'm not going to expound much on the details.
1. My battle with imposter syndrome became creatively crushing, and I retired the name for a bit. I might have gone a little too emo on the social media and may have needed to not adopt Eyeore as a spirit animal at the time. In fact, I was done with music altogether and wound up selling off a large portion of my gear. In 2018, I was hit by a young person speeding in a sports car, not paying attention while riding my bike home from work. At the time, I was living in New Orleans, working in the service industry in the Quarter, and the one time I decided to skip the afternoon post-shift drink, I got flattened literally like a bug on a windshield. In came the broken bones, the concussion rage (I didn't know that was a thing), and the most insidious thing I'll mention in a bit.
2. At the end of 2019, I had to quit working at a Museum in New Orleans to be a caregiver to my father. My father was my biggest fan and best friend; not a day had passed since I was out of the house at 18 without some form of communication between us. My Dad was also the biggest Xander Harris fan and was what I would call a "pre-listener." I would send him material for albums I was working on and ask for his advice on song flow, mixes, and production value. To say his feedback was immeasurable is an understatement. Fast forward to October 2019, and I received a frantic call from my mother and sister informing me my father had suffered a near-fatal heart attack. Heart issues run on the men's side of my family; almost every one of us has had some problem at one point or another in life. I rushed home to assess the situation and found out through a battery of tests my father had terminal Leukemia in addition to a massive coronary event. The decision to split New Orleans, quit my job, sell everything, move home, and spend whatever time we had left together was easy for me. What I didn't prepare for was his passing away so fast in February of 2020, and the emotional havoc wreaked. This leads me to three:
3. I'm allergic to opioids, which I always felt incredibly fortunate about having the built in protection of not going full Bill Burroughs. Well, and then a funny thing happened after the accident. Having an allergy to opioids after being struck by a car means there are not many options for pain management, and the natural options only do so much. I'm pretty sure you can guess where this is going. You mix a rough divorce in 2016, the anxiety of years on the road on top of a day job, and a car accident in 2018, and you betcha, I grew into a fucking raging alcoholic who also discovered the pleasures of cocaine. Let's also add that I was damn near murdered one night in New Orleans on my way home, incredibly fucked up from a party. I hailed a Lyft and was the victim of a scam by a couple with a fake Lyft sign who hit me in the head with a gun, put me in the back of an SUV, and drove around various ATMs trying to steal my money. I wound up kicking my way out of the car, but that whole event was fucking beyond traumatic. That whole event in my life was so fucking weird I don't remember too much of it due to a friend and I taking liquid LSD at some point so you can imaging tripping balls on top of someone beating the shit out of you going beyond dark side. My drinking since 2015, if I'm being honest, was looming large for me after hosting people for SXSW for several years; wondering if I didn't have a problem as the "after-work beers" stretched more into the evenings. Over the years, a couple of beers and a mixed drink became a six-pack and half a bottle of bourbon. Fast-forward to March of 2020 with the announcement of a pandemic, my father's death, the fracturing of my family, a romantic breakup, and yeah, I wound up on the darkest side of the moon. I was living in the middle of nowhere West Texas, with no friends, a job in a grocery store, and a lot of sadness. I kept it together when my Dad was ill, but after he passed, I drank damn near a bottle of Jim Beam a day. I had bottles hidden all throughout the house, hiding my drinking bullshit from my mother. To say we weren't getting along was an understatement because you can't really hide a drinking problem. I broke, though, and I quit drinking in April 2020 after I had an honest conversation with myself. I reconnected with an old friend after the fog, and then we wound up dating, and now we own a house together in Texas. I'm about 2 and a half years sober, with two lost weekends mixed in for a reminder of how much I cannot fucking drink.
I'm lucky there's a bit of a happy ending here, but it comes at a price. I fucked some relationships up, and I'm incredibly penitent about it. Some shit you can't fix. I still suffer from imposter syndrome and worry there's too much music in the world for anyone to care about anything I'm doing. I continue to be a bridesmaid but never a bride working in the film industry, providing scores. The amount of "thanks but no thanks" emails from Music Supervisors could produce a sizeable tome, giving King's "The Stand" a good competition on page counts. The good news is I've decided to be creative again, writing fiction, and dusting off the music muscles again and powering through like I've always done. I've saved up money, purchased a lot of equipment, contributed a few songs to some things online that provided some money, and here we go, the old man's back again.
Thank you for reading this far, and thank you for listening. Life can be absolutely fucking shit, but I'm grateful I'm still here, learning and loving. Life can be also absolutely beautiful too, if you let it.
Post by synthxanderharris on Nov 11, 2022 18:42:09 GMT
I have never had the urge to cover a song by any other synth artists outside of Bowie or NIN but I do get the urge to create synth covers of non-synth artists all the time.
I've drawn up synth covers of Waylon Jennings, Silver Jews, Pavement, all things outside of the wheelhouse of synth but never in the wheelhouse.
You know, it's not something I've really noticed until you mentioned it today but yea! Weird! For me, I received some dismissive things like "oh god, dumb band name" and accused of "Dull Carpenter Worship" from a major player in the soundtrack reissue scene as well as apparently negative things said of my work from Carpenter himself. I swore I'd never cover any of the artists mentioned due to I'm not sure I would be able to please anyone at the end.
I have threatened to make a shirt that says Xander on the front and "Dull Carpenter Worship" on the back to sell at shows.
reggielutz: @johiay: lol it was a bar in Mountaintop PA. Currently the Mountaintop Pub and Eatery. I wasn't around at all when they filmed there but I just heard about it. And I didn't see the episode but it aired last night. My brain just went, "Whaaaat!?!"
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