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The Infamous Ocean-Borns
19 August 2009 @ 12:43 pm
Today in TIOB news, Sam mocked up as childish a cover for the demo album (that might be released at some point) as he could muster, then proceeded to record songs for it. Herein is where Sam explains how TIOB records and warns you of the futureCollapse )

The Drownèd Pyrophone (Demo Tapes) will be coming to the internet soon. Get in on the action. We are working as hard as we can to have a good-sounding album out to you. If you still don't know, the debut album is The Drownèd Pyrophone and Other Tragic Tales, under our own label, 8 Billion Babies, which is a joke for later.

Off to record some more,
(the younger one)

P.S. Secret entries that only LJ friends can see are on the way. Are we friends?

Current Mood: contentcontent
Current Music: No Regrets / Something In Me Died - The Infamous Ocean-Borns
The Infamous Ocean-Borns
Guten Abend, mein Freunde.

The Infamous Ocean-Borns are pretty freakin' fabulous. I am writing up a storm. here follows a story of mammoth proportions, all of which is rambling, but none of which is a bad thing.Collapse )There are lights in the clouds
Anne's ghost all around
Hear her voice as it's rolling and ringing through me
Soft and sweet

Current Location: just north of sane
Current Mood: awakestill awake, somehow
Current Music: The Magic Position - Patrick Wolf
The Infamous Ocean-Borns
29 June 2009 @ 11:36 pm
So I've gone Christian Bale on myself.
"Shut the ____ up."

I have tried to drown myself in words.

I have almost succeeded.

I have discovered other Mandy Palmer songs, most notably and painfully, Straight (In The End). It mocks me. It knows me. Essentially, I have found that this weather mirrors my emotion. Whether this is a self-fulfilling prophecy is debatable. I feel as though I can only do work when it's sunny. I have solar-powered inspiration. Mainly, I just wanted to get rid of the negativity I laid down in the last post I made because I'm an idiot.
But I finally nipped out to purchase Yes, Virginia. If you do not own this record, you are a failure at consuming music. So good. In any case, today has been cloudy, but we saw the sun for a little bit.
I miss the moon.

I think I want tea. Yes, that would be nice.

I am fairly convinced that the Internet Hate Machine is spreading.INTERNET HATE MACHINE

Be warned.

I love you all.

-Sam, the one who really could shut up once in his whole life.
Current Location: lost
Current Music: Sex Changes - The Dresden Dolls
The Infamous Ocean-Borns
19 May 2009 @ 08:04 pm
       In our last post, we mentioned that we had a vaguely successful session. This is why: my heart wasn't in it this time. I think mostly my stupid self-centered God complex self felt like I am not needed anymore. Take careful note, wannabe bands: duos really should not, as a rule, play the same instrument exclusively. This is just another thing we will need to work through and it is not by any means the end of the band. I am just going through a weird patch of teenage anxiety at the moment which will hopefully pass soon. I have some Ideas for making future sessions easier. I will slide into a small role as the Bassist, which the All-Knowing Wikipedia says is not limited to bass guitars, but can in fact be one who plays basslines on keyboards, too. Jordan suggested that since I have all the equipment here, I should record some stuff, and I should, but it simply wouldn't be the same. It lacks the energy and the interplay that makes us a band rather than two people with our own agendas and our own ideas. We both want to see our songs do things. He has his, I have mine, but there is always room for revision between the two of us. That's what makes (inside reference ahead, those of you who know what our demo record sounds like) Piano Abuse (parts 0, 1, and 2) sound pretty cool. We throw things at one another and we take the cues and do things with them.
     In other news, I have written several new songs as of late after a long dry spell. Working titles so far: The Last ("Kill me all you want, I will be The Last"), A Year on Earth (Dust) ("Hold no illusions, dearest, I'm sure I die a thousand times alone before I find the one") and most recently, A Million Tiny People Crushed By A Million Copies of You ("I hold in my hand all you ever wanted to be, all the things that you left unseen"). I have no guarantee that any of them will ever see the light of day because none of them are that good, being written from the angsty patch of oddities. OK, the first and the last are tolerable, but the middle is far too rhapsodical to hold its own. Also, they are like studies in dissonance.
      Also, this venue sounds amazing and I want it to be inside of me. Er, um, that is, to be inside of it. Even if I am not, by definition, a Starving Artist.
Current Mood: curioussigh
Current Music: A Million Tiny People Crushed By A Million Copies of You - TIOB
The Infamous Ocean-Borns
16 May 2009 @ 10:57 am
My, but it has been a long time.

After our vaguely successful recording weekend, Sam and I needed to recover musically. I have no idea what he's been doing, but I have written maybe one halfway decent song in the last month or so.

This changed last night.

I am in Keene at the moment, and last night I wandered into the delightful little art collective known as The Starving Artist. Performing were the irresistible, slightly DeVotchKa-esque band Busman's Holiday (whose CD I snatched up with greedy glee as soon as I became aware of their suitcase full of merch), and the folky, kinda country Greg Koons (whose CD I did not buy, only because I was by now out of money...but you should check him out).

[Both of these artists have MySpace/Facebook pages. Go explore.]

Anyway, my head is full of music now. Good thing I brought Chordelia.

(Now, if only I had a sustain pedal...)

I need more coffee. Off to Brewbaker's.
Current Mood: happyhappy
Current Music: Fred - Busman's Holiday
The Infamous Ocean-Borns
26 April 2009 @ 04:02 pm
Good afternoon, kittens!

Today we discovered a priceless artifact amidst the rubble of the Imperia--a recording that we were making just as Imperia was rather roughly introduced to the rocky coastline of New Hampshire.

Needless to say, we are thrilled with this discovery--so thrilled, indeed, that we have elected to share it with the world. It can be found on our page on facebook. Give it a listen, and tell us what you think!

Yours in incredulous elation, 

The Infamous Ocean-Borns
Current Mood: giddygiddy
Current Music: The No-One's Lament - The Infamous Ocean-Borns
The Infamous Ocean-Borns
23 April 2009 @ 09:40 pm
Good evening.

Today, on a whim and a coffee buzz, I decided to wander around in the woods.

This was a mistake.

Several muggy hours later, I stumbled out of the forest, evicted at least four ticks from my person, and decided that such a beautiful day would be better spent indoors, with the safety of my nice, clean piano.

Now...we, that is, The Infamous Ocean-Borns, describe our sound as "maritime punk cabaret" (or...we did, until fairly recently, when the sheer number of blank stares that this phrase elicited became entirely too much to bear; we decided, for the sake of our own sanity, to take shelter under the larger, slightly better-known genre known as dark cabaret). But I shall explain our original genre of choice--and I shall do it here, on the internet, where everything lasts forever.

Maritime punk cabaret, in the barest, most easily digestible of terms, is like regular punk cabaret music (e.g., Reverend Glasseye, DeVotchKa, dare we even say The Dresden Dolls), but ever so slightly...saltier.

Our lyrics, in addition to being dark, gloomy, introspective, melodramatic, and caustically witty (we hope), often pertain to things which are found on, near, or around the ocean (aha! Maritime!). For example, we have been known to write songs about sinking ships, mythical sea creatures, lighthouses, and the occasional wayward cabin boy.

Why? Because we can.

(Also, we are New Hampshire natives, and we do not have much else going on.)

So. That is what it means to be maritime punk cabaret. Perhaps someday we shall return to the paltry shade of that umbrella.

Maybe once we get the Imperia flying again.


~Jordan (the one with the thoroughly reprehensible wardrobe)
Current Mood: contentcontent
Current Music: Kill! Kill! Kill! - The Pierces
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 Me: 15, dark hair, brown eyes, deliciously evil. Sitting at the piano at home for hours on hours.
You: A muse of inspiration. Gorgeous. Watching me from the window, smirking.

I used to know you. Muse, you used to be there for me, and now have I exhausted you? O, sing in me, muse, of anything. I have been waiting here... for years and years. I have been waiting for you.

I haven't written a good song in weeks now. I can't write. I can't think. I can't play. This world hold nothing for me about which I can sing, and I'm upset. Jordan has experienced this, after his great mid-February song, but even piano ballads escape my grasp. What epoch marked this? Why, gods, am I to be separated from that art that I so treasure?I have turned to ever darker places of inspiration, to grimoires filled to the brim with ritual. And there is nothing in there for me. 

Well, I guess I can throw in some somewhat interesting band info:
We use several instruments.
Euphemia, who usually takes the role of lead piano is a Korg SP-250.
Chordelia , Jordan's loverly keyboard, is a CASIO of some kind. ETA: upon further research, I think she is a CTK-551.
Sophronia, our traveling minstrel keyboard, liberated from a garbage pile at my high school is a Casiotone MT-240.
Odessa is a Seagull Acoustic guitar. You haven't heard of her because she has not been present in any of our songs.
Jordan pumps his lovely baritone voice into Delilah, a Samson (i c wot u did there) C01 Studio Condenser mic.
All of this goes down some Monster cables into a Mackie 402-VLZ3 mixer into the computer, where I use Audacity to clean everything up.
There. Now you, too, can duplicate the Ocean-Born Sound™. When the Imperia Memorial Orchestra arrives, we'll deal you the information on them, too.

-Sam (The bothersome one)

P.S. Turns out whining about something helps sometimes.

Current Mood: blankempty
Current Music: Green Lights - The Infamous Ocean-Borns
The Infamous Ocean-Borns
15 April 2009 @ 11:53 am
Hello, loves.

This recipe comes to us from some very distant relatives of mine...distant in the sense that they live in the old country, and hardly ever speak to me....

Best Ever Oatmeal Cookies.

  • 3/4 cups shortening
  • 1cup firmly packed brown sugar
  • 1/2 cup white sugar
  • 1 egg
  • 1/4 cup water
  • 1 1/2 tsp. vanilla
  • 2 cups flour
  • 1 tsp. salt
  • 1/2 tsp. baking soda
  • 2 cups oatmeal
  • Confectioners sugar
Cream together shortening, brown sugar, and white sugar. Add egg, water, and vanilla; mix thoroughly. Sift together flour, salt, and soda; add to creamed mixture. Add 2 cups oatmeal. Make 1 inch balls; roll in confectioners' sugar. Bake at 350˚ for 12 minutes. Makes 3 to 4 dozen (depending on how big your balls are...).

~From the kitchen of F. and J. B. (or at least J.'s surname was B. at that point...)

Enjoy, loves.

Jordan the Ocean-Born
Current Mood: busybusy
Current Music: Lilac Wine - Jeff Buckley
The Infamous Ocean-Borns
12 April 2009 @ 06:25 pm
Namely, the Resurrection...

...of my songwriting abilities. Huzzah!

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Current Mood: ecstaticecstatic
Current Music: Basso Profundo - DeVotchKa