Every now and then I catch my thoughts wondering about my existence...Why am I here?Why am I me? Why do I feel this way? What would it be like if I was someone else? What would it be like if I could live another life? What is my purpose? What will the end be like? Will I still remember my time here? Will my memories fade away? Will I still remember my experiences in this life should I be reborn? Often I stop myself, because the feeling it evokes is scary. I bet everyone has gone thru these moments... If you have, you would know how it feels.
I wish I could say that I have the answers. I don’t. I’m still searching as I write, and I guess I might never know as its all one big mystery to everybody. Unless we choose not to think about our purpose, not to search for it and believe what we think to be true.To each his own...
Question the question has always been my way of seeking answers, and most of the time I don’t get the result that I seek anyway, which to a certain extent is a blessing, as that always sets me off on reading sprees and never-ending research.
My quest in researching these ideas brought me to studies of ancient civilizations, mathematicians, and prophecies. One prophecy that would never escape my mind was how the world would end.
OK, hold on, I am not tripping and I certainly don’t want the world to end, but the stories that came along with the subject were amazing. It was like reading a fantasy where the revelations were somehow tied up with our current times but written ages ago.
In the back of my head I knew it could be coincidental, we could be relating to prophecies which were vague to current settings, but the beauty of these ancient stories and how we seem to want to relate to them blew me away.
Think about it.We humans, forever insecure, are always in search of something that would help us decipher this mystery we call life. Our insecurities make us want to belong and believe in something; to gives us purpose, give us hope, right? So what I did was just embrace these feelings by believing them.
Stories and research on Nostradamus, the Mayas, I- Ching and global warming kept me intrigued. I began to study scholars who have dedicated their lives to these subjects.
Inspired by them, my creative muscle started itching.All of a sudden I wanted to write a piece of music that would narrate my feelings. I wanted to push the envelope. I yearned for this piece of music to reflect these prophecies.The number 2012 kept popping up in my initial research, apparently being the year that the world would face major catastrophes. December 21st 2012 to be exact.
With that number haunting me, I decided to write a song twenty minutes and twelve-seconds long.
Wipe that smile off your face-I know right, why? Why would I want to do something so far fetched? It goes against all formulas of releasing an album today; it might not get noticed by the masses, or get played anywhere due to the length of the music, and it was hard. Seriously, it took two and a half years of my life just to finish. My feelings were adamant, the desire never seemed to fade.This is art, I should forget about conforming to what the norm is, because to begin with, I don’t really like the ‘normal’ stuff, and writing this would make me happy, and hey, who doesn’t want to be happy? So, I started my journey, writing this piece of music in 2009.
I had finished this song about four times, but every time I finished it, I would find myself thrashing it. It was never good enough. Being able to write a piece of music for twenty minutes without boring myself and it not sounding like one huge jam was tough. I bet it would have been easy for Steve Vai, because he’s an alien genius.
So essentially I went thru four versions, until I wrote the version I was happy with.Well, happy in the sense that I could let it go... Letting go in the sense that I knew it would never be finished. I would never be able to satisfy my need for perfection.
I am my worst critic, but when you have people you care about being worried that you are not moving anywhere in life and that you are stuck in a project with little means to an end, you kinda snap out of it. So in the beginning of 2012 I finally decided it was time to record this music.
Which comes to the production side of things? Gosh, being independent and having high taste in music production is a double-edged sword!
So the scenario is... I have a piece of music that I am really proud of, but with no budget to produce it to the quality that I want...What’s new right?
I know that if Jimi Hendrix was alive he would create amazing music with the technology we have. Technology for recording music in this era is mind blowing.
What this album lacks of big studios, expensive producers and engineers, it makes up for with much heart and passion, and to me that’s all the fuel I need.
So there I was, with music, but I needed to merge it with the right visuals. I wanted you to see what I saw in my research. I needed to write about the experience, the quotes, the stories in a book with visuals. So what you are holding right now is the book with all that information that started me on Dangerous Knowledge.The only difference is, its more of my take on the story.What I comprehend of it.
I really hope you enjoy this album. I hope you enjoy going thru the pages and its quotes and stories. I hope you got it off a record store somewhere, or if you downloaded it, I hope you will share it with your friends who you think would enjoy this experience.