WE ARE GATHERED HERE TODAY TO GET THROUGH THIS THING CALLED LIFE.
Celebrating Minneapolis today.
This summer I wrote some music for a film by Felipe Mafasoli’s post-apocalyptic film “Nowhere Left to Run”— I’ve written about this music previously— and I decided to record some of it al fresco.
As folks around these parts know, you can often find a piano parked in some arbitrary location outdoors downtown when it’s warm out, so I figured it’d be fun to record on location. I take a portable recorder with me pretty much everywhere I go, so I plopped it down on top of the piano and went to town, accompanied by the soundscape of Nicollet Mall, letting it roll after I was done to let the city contribute some sound on its own.
It was an honor to perform on a piano emblazoned with the names of some local heroes. When I make music here, I bask in the shadow of The Trashmen, Julee Cruise, Hüsker Dü, Judy Garland, The Andrews Sisters, Tod Dockstader, and of course His Royal Badness himself.
