i initially wanted to sequence this at the end of the inri period,
but i've changed my mind. the inricycled concept is about reclaiming
interesting sections of songs that my immaturity ruined. however, this
idea simply doesn't need to be extended over the full range of the inri
period. inri material after the inriched demo (which was just after my
18th birthday) is strong enough to hold up on it's own. this would
include the inrimake and inridiculous demoes, as well as associated
singles...
the inricycled concept only needs to be
applied to the inri/inriched demoes, and i can even really hone in to
about a five month period at the beginning of 1998 where some less than
great decisions were applied to material i was rerecording (and in some
cases had written as young as 13). despite that period being short, it's
consequences extended right up until early '99.
that defines the boundaries of this inricycled period: jan '98 to feb '99.
i've
tried to make the tracks short to fulfill the medley concept, but that
sort of breaks about halfway through. i simply wasn't writing songs in
late '98. i was experimenting with sound effects and doing weird
remixes. the last song in this collection was the first proper "song"
i'd recorded in months, and it really represents a dramatic change in
sound. so, it's more reasonable to end the period there for that reason,
too.
==
i've released a dozen
different things with the title "inricycled", making it more of a
concept than a release. it's not just the material i'm recycling, now,
it's the idea of recycling material.
i hope this is the
final iteration. the difference, here, is that i'm trying to isolate
segments of songs that people interested in my more recent compositions
would find interesting. these fragments aren't entirely void of lyrics,
but they're very minimal. they're also quite short; for the B volume,
i've enforced a very strict two minute time limit on the fragments
(which is not applicable to a few full tracks). i've also retitled most
of the tracks to get a feel of what the music sounds like and/or what i
was thinking as i was writing it. well...some of it is just silly.
the
material here stems from recordings that were completed in 1998 and
very early 1999. it is constructed in a way that maintains the recording
chronology, which means it captures a level of increasing complexity.
it does not, however, include the material on inrisampled because it's
from 1997 and comprehensively dealt with there. nor does it include the
material on warning or inrimake because i feel these are sufficient ways
to recombine that material. finally, material after march, 1999 has
been deemed sufficiently fit to stand on it's own; this only glosses
over the inri/inriched period, and related eps.
generally,
the goal here is to reclaim instrumental versions of vocal tracks. i've
mentioned repeatedly that my lyrics and vocals in this period were not
impressive, but there are instrumental sections that stand well on their
own. hence, this medley.
one can accurately read deeply into the few lyrics i've salvaged.
looking
back at the period between may '98 and feb '99 produces a large deficit
of songwriting. i was working through experiments, doing remixes and
other fun things, but the only thing approaching a song produced during
that period is 'idiotic'. tracks 14-16, here, were finalized over late
'98 but mostly recorded in very early '98. when i finally broke the
slump with "too cold", i had something entirely different in front of
me. it represents the beginning of something entirely new.....
sequenced and mildly modified in jan, 2014. as always, please use headphones.
credits:
j - guitar, effects, bass, synth, drum programming, sequencing, sampling, digital wave editing, production.
released mar 1, 1999
https://jasonparent.bandcamp.com/album/inricycled-b-deleted-mix-tape
1) fragments mega-mix.
2) 2013 remaster. the dialogue is from the x-files.
3) 2013 remaster.
4) 2014 remaster & re-edit, from the inricycled b compilation.
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
you know....
....just because it's become clear that you can't exploit me further in the future (i'm sorry about that, but i sort of see responsibility as slavery, so your bourgeois shit just ain't gonna fly with me, sister) doesn't mean there's no longer any reason to communicate with me.
unless you're evil, basically.
which i'm trying to hold out hope against. it's just that, by continually being evil, you're not helping your case.
i know: the world is evil. you're basically screwed unless you conform to it. see, that's why it's so important to avoid evil people, though. there's basically two options: conform to the evil society around us, or avoid evil by becoming a hermit. i instantly fail at the first choice, so i'm left with the second.
see, its not that i'm blaming people, though. not exactly. i don't have the time, energy or interest to blame people. i just can't risk dealing with the consequences of their behaviour any further. evil people can go be evil far away from me...
so, yeah. ignoring me because you can't gain anything from me is positively evil. no, it is. it's pretty normal, maybe. fine. it's still evil. and you're supposed to be better than that.
j
unless you're evil, basically.
which i'm trying to hold out hope against. it's just that, by continually being evil, you're not helping your case.
i know: the world is evil. you're basically screwed unless you conform to it. see, that's why it's so important to avoid evil people, though. there's basically two options: conform to the evil society around us, or avoid evil by becoming a hermit. i instantly fail at the first choice, so i'm left with the second.
see, its not that i'm blaming people, though. not exactly. i don't have the time, energy or interest to blame people. i just can't risk dealing with the consequences of their behaviour any further. evil people can go be evil far away from me...
so, yeah. ignoring me because you can't gain anything from me is positively evil. no, it is. it's pretty normal, maybe. fine. it's still evil. and you're supposed to be better than that.
j
at
18:19
Location:
Windsor, ON, Canada
It's. . .
Colder than the nipple on the witch's tit!
Colder than a bucket of penguin shit!
Colder than the hairs of a polar bears ass!
Colder than the frost on a champagne glass!
Colder than the nipple on the witch's tit!
Colder than a bucket of penguin shit!
Colder than the hairs of a polar bears ass!
Colder than the frost on a champagne glass!
at
06:04
Location:
Windsor, ON, Canada
flashback.
"you know, if you're really not interested then you could always drop out."
"no, actually, i can't."
"parents?"
"sort of. not really. it's either school or work, and i can't find a job so i'm stuck at university until...."
"....well, if your interest level doesn't pick up..."
"...actually, i'm hoping i'll finally get a call back from one of the local coffee shops, soon."
*pause*
"who is paying for this?"
"the state, mostly."
"do you think that's..."
"i told you what my options are. right now, it reduces to school or homelessness. i'd rather be in a government training program for something working class than solving algebraic equations because it's about the only thing i can find in this place that i don't think is absolute bullshit. take it up with the government. it's their policies that put a massive focus on education."
"yeah. i see what you mean. i've just never seen anything like this, or at least anybody so honest about it."
"it's right out of a kafka novel. but if things don't change, i think it might become normal. university is quickly becoming the place that apathetic young people are forced to go to when they're not able to find a job, rather than a place people go to to advance their goals and ambitions. it's on the brink of becoming a form of social welfare. that kind of dystopia serves nobody."
"you won't reconsider?"
"i have no future here."
"ok"
*end phone call from academic adviser*
i'm sort of a space cadet. that just got thrown back at me while splicing some wave files.
"you know, if you're really not interested then you could always drop out."
"no, actually, i can't."
"parents?"
"sort of. not really. it's either school or work, and i can't find a job so i'm stuck at university until...."
"....well, if your interest level doesn't pick up..."
"...actually, i'm hoping i'll finally get a call back from one of the local coffee shops, soon."
*pause*
"who is paying for this?"
"the state, mostly."
"do you think that's..."
"i told you what my options are. right now, it reduces to school or homelessness. i'd rather be in a government training program for something working class than solving algebraic equations because it's about the only thing i can find in this place that i don't think is absolute bullshit. take it up with the government. it's their policies that put a massive focus on education."
"yeah. i see what you mean. i've just never seen anything like this, or at least anybody so honest about it."
"it's right out of a kafka novel. but if things don't change, i think it might become normal. university is quickly becoming the place that apathetic young people are forced to go to when they're not able to find a job, rather than a place people go to to advance their goals and ambitions. it's on the brink of becoming a form of social welfare. that kind of dystopia serves nobody."
"you won't reconsider?"
"i have no future here."
"ok"
*end phone call from academic adviser*
i'm sort of a space cadet. that just got thrown back at me while splicing some wave files.
at
04:20
Location:
Windsor, ON, Canada
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