Published on Monday, March 3 2014
PUJOL – Pitch Black <click twice to DL!>
Noisey may have exclusive streaming rights to this song but I fuck with Noisey and also know how to download and re-up my damn self.
KLUDGE comes out on May 20th via Saddle Creek. PRE-ORDER HERE.
Below is that email Dan the Man sent Noisey in full because it’s excellent and mostly intelligible:
Daniel Pujol: I wanted to make an album that sounded completely fictional. Like a cartoon nightmare. Tiny wind-up orchestra.
One without “RAWKIN’” caricatures of “in the moment authenticity.” Guitar Centered quantification. No goofy loudness war production, etc. No organic cheese crackers.
I saw the new Superman and was disappointed by the obsessively realistic special effects. I don’t understand the obsession with realism in media and entertainment, but the fiction and stories are fantastically nonexistent.
“Oh, man, that CGI Godzilla has a million scales! Oh, man, that guitar amp sounds exactly the way Guitar Center promised me it would!”
I don’t care what Superman would really look like slamming through a building. However, I could be interested in the impossible myth of Superman. Superman could be a personification of human ideals thrown into dilemmas like a litmus test. I don’t care what he eats for breakfast. I want the story. It is more important to me than exactly what that story would look like if it was real.
What does it say about our fantasies if we want them to look HD-realistic? What does it say about our reality if we are entertained by hyper-realistic fantasy?
I don’t want to “be in the room with the drum set.” Or eat breakfast with Superman. Or smell the singer’s breath in stereo. Or count Godzilla’s scales.
I want to be forced to know there is more than what I can think, see, or feel. That there are things I couldn’t imagine on my own because they exist only in reference to themselves. As creations of someone else. To spite solipsism.
*These new “chimera” models are hodge-podged from old toy parts initially created by other people.
The LP’s narrative is essentially a Self “breaking up” with his/her Sense Of Self and rediscovering Other People. Just long enough to be seduced by their own identity again. Luckily, the narrator realizes his/her flesh is not his/her identity. And this could be a cycle. Called growing.
There are a lot of “I/you” songs. Is the narrator singing to another person or his/herself or a concept or an idea, etc? I don’t know.
The models help visualize this narrative without “counting Godzilla’s scales.”
I created an exercise based off of the Burroughs/Bowie “cut-up” method. I go to a specific used-toy store. They have a box of broken toys. I grab handfuls of old, dirty, toy parts and try to make ”sense” of them by creating an “action figure.” As I sort through them, an idea that the figure could personify begins to form. Then I Frankenstein it together. I give the abstract concept a body, the same way a joke has a punchline:
Things I see or read about
People turning into how they act
What a feeling would look like with a body
Personification of Thoughts, Desires, Fears
Personified fear of things we almost understand
“I” and “You” within the same person
Turning Misbehaviors Into Objects
Dirty Toys, used playthings endlessly repairing themselves, being abused and enjoyed by the world… yuck!
They are empowered but also limited by their body. This is one of the reason why they are funny to me. The Sacred Heart of Jesus has to ride on a golden saddle of only two muscular legs. The legs are impressive, but can’t gallop. He can’t GET anywhere. Looks great on paper, but getting around is more complicated. So he must settle for Sacred Heart the Human Kindness Kind. Net gain.
These models are the characters of the narrator’s inner monologue. His/her OWN Superman Reboot. But its birth into our reality is grotesque and exists in reference only to the narrator’s mind, life experience, his/her ”myth.”
They are Frankenstein’s made from the toy graveyard of other human’s dream, ideas, and playthings. Assuming thoughts and feelings are “toys” for humans to “play” with.
The models are the supporting cast of Someone rebooting their “Ideal-Self.”
Is he/she committing the same mistake as the Superman Reboot? Or is it all he/she knows is possible because of the world he/she experiences? And it is the best he/she can do.
*I also became interested in the history of horror and folklore. Monsters being created as explanations of things existing on the cusp of human understanding. Demons to vampires to aliens to inter-dimensional shadow people. This determined the look of some of these models. Contemporary fear.
Is conspiracy theory the new folklore of horror? Lizard people, shadow people, chip implants, MRAP police state, etc.