Ugly by day, beautiful at night
I keep hearing my friends complain about life in LA. Too many people, too many cars, too much noise. Bad air. Vanity and decay. But, the paradox is, that same person nagging about traffic jams and busy sidewalks in the office comes home, lights up a cigarette on their balcony, gasps at the neon brilliance unfolding below and thinks this city is the best in the world. That is, if your balcony is high enough. I can totally relate to that. I’m a hopeless fan of city nights. No matter how many deadly sins are flourishing behind those burning signs and enticing lights, from where I stand they look like a miracle.
I like walking home after work and rarely take a taxi although I live pretty far from the club. I slowly move down the crowded prospect, surrounded by a fuzzy mix of music, chatter, laughter and drunken yells. Billboards and shopfronts shower me with their digitized splendor. There is electricity in the air. Everything seems unreal; images, sounds and smells flow around me as if the entire city was liquid light. When I get caught up in this dazzling stream, I lose control and just flow together with the city allowing it to carry me where it wishes. It feels a lot like music, you know. And I guess I know what to put on the album cover…
One canvas, hundreds of cities
One of my friends, an artist, gave up a really profitable rental offer in favor of a small and terribly expensive rooftop room overlooking the bay, all to get inspired by city lights at night painting his pictures. I believe Leonid Afremov would do the same. I ran across the works of this amazing painter in the internet, purely accidentally. I dropped in for a sec to check up on something and barely had time to marvel at nice pics. But this one I couldn’t ignore. It popped up on my screen and when it caught my eye, I forgot what I was actually looking for. Check it out for yourself! Here it is, ‘City Lights,’ painting that now hangs in my music studio. I love playing to it!
- The beaconing colorful lights set up a new rhythm each time I look at them.
- The artist’s manner puts me in the right mood for doing a little magic.
- The wide, mysteriously twinkling river in the center – I like to think of it as the body of my track, a central tune with a catchy surface and an intriguing depth. And of course, it reminds me of my associations with the great unfathomable river of the city night!
It’s amazing how colors and images can be translated into music. What else can I say, I love living in this world!
