Thoughts on a new EP
Hello to you all.
During the infancy of a blog, I guess the best way of describing this process is that I am 'shouting into the void'. Such an overused phrase but how about you think of something better? The best I could come up with was 'quietly grumbling in the middle of a forest'. See? It's not easy creating metaphors once you're sat at a keyboard, is it?
So what is today's thought?
It's two things.
- The first thought is about the name I chose to release my music under. Having been called Joe Adhemar since I first emerged from my mother in 1971, it is not a leap of imagination to work out that my music released under the name of Joe Adhemar did not take too long to come up with. It is not a deceased Chilean Civil Rights Activist or a type of Gecko found in Namibia.
So what the f___ am I on about?
It's this...
In the music world I want to inhabit you do not release music under your own name unless you're called Jonny Metalhead or Buck Thunderpants. Scratch that. Buck Thunderpants is a shit artist name. A few have managed it. But on the whole, the artists of Indie and Alternative music need a mystique and I hate to say it, a brand. Using your own name is very POP. Very X-Factor.
So if I could just put this on record now. I regret putting my stuff out there under my name. But it's too late now. It's out there. My first album was a bucket list ego squirt during the first few months of lockdown 2020, when I suddenly had time to transform 15 years of bedroom demo's into a realeasable format after getting my shit together as a recording engineer (Still many miles to go!)
- The second thing is this. I want to release something that's more pop than grrrr. Less politics, more love. So I have been tinkering away for the last few weeks trying to write or remix some of the more feel-good tracks. And I think I'm close to releasing an EP. I will call it 'Unashamed Pop EP'. Becuase it will contain, you guessed it, unashamed Pop. Think Squeeze, Blondie, Texas. That sort of thing. Foot tapping, pentatonic, predictably chorded sing-a-longs.
Wherever you may be. No matter how tough it is for you, take the greatest care of yourself. And if there is no one around to give you a bit of support then connect with me by writing something highly sarcastic in the comments section and we can chat shit over very little for as long as is necessary.
I do not have a persona. I am this idiotic in real life.