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khaimano · 8 years

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This Music Thing...

Around the beginning of the year I re-posted this quote by Joss Whedon from screen_craft's instagram about making stuff.

When I posted it I wrote about how my mantra for the new year was to MAKE STUFF. Any Stuff. Just Stuff. Anything. As long as it's Stuff. And this would extend to making public previous Stuff that I've made so get ready for an influx of old shit made available and public once again from my back catalogue of movie making Stuff.

But movies aren't all I do. For quite a while my most public creative output was music. And if you've been following me on the social medias you'd notice more and more posts of past musical Stuffs being put up. This isn't just a hark back to self-perceived glory days (because they really weren't that glorious) but more of a mapping of the chronological timeline.

A lot of this music was made back when the main way to pimp out your music on the interwebs was mp3.com (where I discovered Teh Tarik Crew's first demos) and later myspace, and the way one would get your music out there would be CD's and tapes at gigs. That musical landscape on the net has changed quite a bit, and I wanted to put a bunch of this stuff out there that had never been put up, warts and all.

Oh, there's many warts.

The two types of music that I've been posting are my electronica alter-ego 'A Girl Named Jane' and the band that's named after my online presence, 'Khaimano'. Most of the 'A Girl Named Jane' stuff had really only been heard on filmmaking stuff I'd done as I'd use a lot of the tracks or compose them for the videos.

'Khaimano', however, is where I'll be mostly concentrating my musical Stuff making efforts.

As stated in a previous post, the band started as a bedroom recording project, heavily influenced by Sublime, back in 2001. From there it turned into a raw three piece ska-punk band that played around the underground circuit till about 2003, where I then concentrated my musical efforts to Y2k and Rollin' Sixers.

For a while, though, throughout my time in these two bands, I'd been recording songs by myself as well, not really knowing what genre or moniker to place them under. And later after that (about two years ago) I started Khaimano back again and gig-ed for a while before work started taking over way too viciously.

And nowadays it's really hit me how much the music was a vital part of my creative process.

The thing about making and performing music, to me at least, is the sheer, basic joy of it. Of making and writing and recording and performing. I never liked the business side of it or the promotional side of it, the marketing and what nots, because it always tainted the crux of why making music is important to me. And as the profile of some of the bands I was in rose and they became more succesful I really got to see and differentiate what really matters to me when it came to making music.

I remember finally playing 'Rock the World' at Stadium Merdeka, a dream many local musicians have, and realizing how much more fun I'd have in a small underground venue where the audience wasn't separated from you by a ten foot gap and barriers. When I played a huge music festival in Thailand I felt that even more - how I'd rather play to a crowd of fifty in a cramp room than thousands in an event arena. I remember finally recording in a fancy music studio with a reknown engineer and as great as it was, I know I had much more fun recording in a house with the barest minimum of equipment, trying to figure out how to mic the drums without pissing off the neighbours.

I'm not saying I'm not grateful for the opportunities I had. I truly am. But it helped me realize what mattered most to me when it came to making music.

In all honesty, I've actually been a bit afraid of putting up all this old stuff online, and even more afraid of putting up the new. The independent musical landscape now is so much more different than before. I remember when the height of harsh criticism was a troll or two on the Jamtank forum messageboards. Now it's YouTube and Facebook comments. It's scary. Especially since I'm not exactly a good singer to begin with.

But I don't want that to hold me back from making Stuff. The point is the doing. The making. And the fun.

The next batch of stuff I'm uploading are some of the songs I recorded during the 2007 till now period, all acoustic guitar based. I figured it'd be a nice stepping stone from the previous raw Khaimano three piece stuff leading on to the stuff that I've been recording recently as it's no longer sticking to a single genre or two but taking in pretty much every influence I have.

Originally I thought maybe I should put all this under yet another moniker and keep Khaimano as a three piece ska-punk influenced band. I would've used my own name but apparently there's a kid on Youtube with the same name as mine making music and I didn't want things to get confusing.

But the more I thought about it, the more it made sense to just call it all Khaimano - the solo stuff, the band stuff, all of it. When I put all the tracks I've done in differing genres on one playlist and listen to it back to back even though the genres are changing it's still the same voice and the same style of writing.

So my plan is release this acoustic EP, followed by a full album that's mainly just me where I produce the tracks as crazily as I want, regardless of if it can be performed live or not. Odds are those tracks may still be performed live, just with different arrangements. Then, after that album, a stripped down three piece album recorded live with the bandmembers and perhaps some guests here or there.

The plan is also to make this music as free as possible online to stream or download, and if people feel so inclined they can pay whatever they want but there's no obligation. I'm way past being a rock star and I don't want to spend the time and effort it takes to sell an album as opposed to just giving it away. I may make some kind of physical album if the need arises, but it would have to be something that's worth paying for it and differentiates it from the free downloads. But then again, that's only if there was an actual demand for it.

I just want to make music again. Tell some stories in that medium. Have some fun doing it. And maybe some other people will enjoy it too.

#music #khaimano

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salosion · 8 years

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when rainbow colored dust, winds bye, inhale babe, inhale

for I know I won’t be able to see me die and live to tell the tale.

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I like this picture because of the 🚪

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Were living infinite but infinite is infinite I guess we haven't won we gotta earn our stripes of Love don't be douche be a God go ahead and give people all there go, benefit of the doubt and then see you'll watch them grow, ALL, help ALL help ME:] Love the Love I Love Love the Love I Spread spread the Love that is God and together we mani-fucking-fest this is how we reach heaven and live forever without an end in such a pleasant way the worlds burdens wont ever be relevant, listen to my tunes brothers, people folks you know you always known I'm the kindest kinda wild sweetest soul your chases out the souls of the minds that are all just here to find, have fun party up, fuck for fun, write a hit, make a song, create something from nothing won the pride your heart construes, so that's why I just push it my mind these finds and this media to my bind so I can bind an infinite bind in a bind forever will shine cause the wisdom is hidden by the manic seaminess of poetic dreamless that takes the curiosity you beam with to bounds further unknown, curiosity is the disposition of creativity, a philosopher ya'll already so I just got to find my soul that shines and yearns to find and figure out ALL the infinite beautiful unimaginable possibilities of #life know like a coloring book with infinite pages to color the words and sounds and songs to skies and then oh my the possibilities tied and we found ourselves inside the insides we were bout out n in all about I only try to spread my Love devotion and the doubts my heart it cries when I see that no ones bout the music that unites my heart my soul and king crown creative bouts cause I'm bout it all the time,I’m bout it see inside I'm bout the feeling fine and what make me feel divine are insights that I find when I'm open and no fuckage ever given Im a G like motherfucker don't gotta jitter when my presence always glitters with devoted and eclectically beautifully creatively chaotically artistically divine Love.

Im crazy I know,

I mean I’m not I'm just creatively fucking dope and loose with my swerve and like to make words and poeticize Life's curves and figure it all out cause i mean were here like that fucking bird who wasn't gifted with a thinking intelligent mouth but his songs they do arouse the melodies of God’s astounding isn't even enough a bound word to describe the unbound so lets live it a found God is great and there is no word to describe his greatness because His greatness is so damn great a word cant exist.

Listen to my music homies, junkies, lovely’s, think you’re cooler then me ones funny, listen to my music and look passed my creative expressive ways I'm just a G that smokes that green more then Snoop Dogg I can say and ill challenge the brother any-day I know ill win cause I'm just so fucking great like this joint just finished and now I'm done with my great beautiful chaotic annoying crazy rant, it ain’t crazy unless its crazy and crazy is like writing some demented list to target people, or talking nonsense, I speak wisdom amongst my creative chaos, my minds a Lilly and I'm a boss, listen to my music I swear its your loss. Don’t be a pussy, Less you are a pussy, I Like those pussys, And those pussys would throbbingly palpitate their mound to my sound, Dope be a pussy be intelligently found, Open the door and look around, you'll find much more when your mind is free and open and patient and tolerant and bound.

Don’t be a pussy, Be a pussy.

Pussys are beautiful when the butterflies are engaging in gasiming sounds of heaving rounds of moaning towns inside cities that don’t exist, but thats everyone and we seem to exist so if you ended up reading this wined up creation of creativeness all its point was and started out and is to be to tell you my Loving brothers, sisters, homies, fine girls that I know but ya’ll to bland show me, call me say wassup or blow me away, but its all good I'm okay cause Im in Love in the strongest holiest Godliest way I swear my music with times will take you away to that place you want to be in that second you are free and cant believe this is happening you’re getting hardcore penetrated fucked orgasming squirting cum cause life is heavy and heavy is deep and I dug a whole to profound to leap, so for someone, for one day, for the cosmos, for Sunday, heres a little poetic entertainment that make make your day or stir your mind in ways you would have never come through sway but you did, you swayed yourself over here and for that I gift you a gift of thank you and I Love you more then I did before,

See I'm just a fucking loon, Loves to get high create art, poetry and explore music mostly cause thats what Life is for music alone music alone.

Go listen to you crazy friends music,

If I have any friends,

I know I do somewhere in you, all of you Love me as much as I do you sorry to be a loon but I cant be anyone else but myself this afternoon, had some fun with some words and a flow that took me swooping to the point that all i really want is for you to be grooving to the reason I and my friends all exist music, the music, life, no im not really crazy I'm just chaotically gifted, don't give a shit and if i may so so fucking genius.

Thank you God for EVERYTHING.

Love you fam for accepting me and existing,

All you fuckers and haters and racists and evil gators, you’ll go to hell so I still Love yo anyway cause Love is all that is, God is Love so Love you must be swolle swell spilling till the point you fell, but fuck you evil fuckers causing havoc on the world, y'all will go to hell and those who are misinformed and don't understand an ignorant, maybe open your door view others perspectives and feel their intentions hearts and what they are for so yo understand and aren't so dumb life is beautiful and meant to be won wake the fuck wake pray to God you are one, listen to this fuckers music swear to God it'll make my done.

Done = Purpose of Live

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