Tuesday, April 19, 2011

mercury

A great song for today: "Secret Mobilization" by Deerhoof



I think after you listen to that song you'll be able to understand why I can't stop saying "This is not based on a true story."



Do you ever feel like your brain is just a bunch of birds flying in all different directions? I've been feeling like that lately. This is a photo I took in the summer 2010 on a magical day at the beach spent with two really wonderful friends and musicians Justin Levine and Ryan Clark.


And this is what happens when I turn the sky purple.

I can't think straight.

The Battlepad, the house that took me in [actually the place that begged me to move in] when my life was falling apart in San Gregorio, and the place where I started this blog, is moving out on April 30th. I've mentioned this in previous posts, but it's coming up faster than ever. We've been avidly searching for a new creative space to call home.... Myself, Ryan Huber, and Grant Goodrich that is. Presently, there are only us three, and Peter Landucci left in the house. Everyone else has moved out and the large crazy house has turned into quite a quiet dwelling. I'm sleeping in a room with a bed... but all of my stuff is in my old room.... I've been calling it my office. AJ took his bed, which I was borrowing since I started subletting here in July of 2010, and it's actually really disorienting. 

We still haven't found the perfect spot to move into yet, but we're searching every day and have found a few leads. Originally, I wanted a warehouse... but after checking out different kinds of unique spaces, I've broadened my concept to any kind of creative space. We want a unique space that will allow for art and music practices to take place within. Several of the places we've looked at either have no kitchen, no shower, no doors, or no walls... We're on the verge of finding something epic, even if we have to build essential items ourselves. One place has already offered to give us one free month of rent if we build our own shower and install a washer and dyer ourselves. Who would've thought? 

New creative community in the Bay Area, here we come. We're ready for you. Are you ready for us? 

Inspirational conversations happening all over the place.

Advice of the day:  Do favors for people and help people out when they ask you or need you. Karma points are worth racking up. The thing about karma though, you can't expect for it to pay you back when you want it to. Good things happen to those who wait.


Anyways, speaking of music....


Radiohead just sent out a Thank You e-mail to all who purchased their latest album online ♥ Attached was a link to download two new free songs: Supercollider & The Butcher -- Thank you Radiohead. Thank you.


The Butcher is definitely a new favorite that will be on repeat for daaaaays over here.


Supercollider is a long one with a fat beat and quite thought provoking as well.


Monday by Jon Brion, from the soundtrack of I <3 Huckabees, is a perfect way to explain how I feel today.



Drone by Panda Bear, the song I couldn't stop listening to last week and the week before. Noah Lennox has a new album out -- you can listen to the whole thing by searching it on Pitchfork's website. Or find live versions on Grooveshark, which I actually LOVE because many of the songs sound different live than on the recorded album.


And since I mentioned Panda Bear, I had the wonderful pleasure of seeing Animal Collective live last Wednesday, [a sold out show that I tried to buy tickets to, but could not because they were gone in 2 minutes. I lucked out though because I got the job @ Great American Music Hall shortly thereafter, specifically with the goal of getting into the Animal Collective show in mind, and got in. Score!] amidst the chaos on my life. They played a bunch of new songs -- one of which, [I assume,] was called Mercury, [because they repeated that word over and over in the song]. I couldn't stop thinking about the song afterwards, not only was it pretty incredible, but because Mercury is in retrograde right now, and it's definitely affecting me and everyone around. 


All of my friends and housemates think I'm crazy because I'm presently waiting for Mercury to be out of retrograde before I make any confirmed life-altering plans in the next week or so regarding our housing situation and my own personal job situation. 


The opening band for Animal Collective was SF band, Sun Araw. They were also quite wonderful. I figure if you're going to open for Animal Collective at this point though, you have to be good. 


Magical show really. Visual displays that blew minds during both bands. Sound waves vibrated my brain inside my skull and thoughts exploded all over the place.


I was thinking about life, about friends, about music, about art, about my future, my past, my career, my goals, the city, the earth, the universe, the planets, man kind, poverty, spirituality, purpose, nature, electronics, children, technology, parents, video games, lights, animals, animations, trees, plants, soil, fungi, ocean, everything... just everything. 


I actually went to the show, hoping to gain some clarification on all of the overwhelming situations going on in my personal life. Hoping for a spiritual awakening. Answers to my questions. 


Instead.... I think I came home with the opposite. [And I am not complaining.] My mind and soul were vibrated so radically through the music and art that I left the show feeling even more overwhelmed, more unsettled, more scatterbrained, more confused, and filled with more questions without answers. 


My soul was shaken. My heart woke up. "What am I doing here?" "Where do I want to go?" "What do I want to do?"


Wait, I can still answer those questions.... I'm Dorey Kronick, I'm an artist and designer, I want to go all over the world and spread the creative vibrations with anyone I can, and I want to inspire all of my friends and family. I want to enjoy every day of my life. I want to create things that are beautiful. I want to make other people think harder. I want to hold hands, touch hearts, kiss lips, share wavelengths, spread good energy... shoot rainbows out my finger tips, out of my heart, out of my eyes, and mouth...


I actually came home afterwards and wrote a list of creative goals on a huge piece of paper in my room [or office], on the floor, and pondered about feelings and the next phases of my life.


Why is it that I always get the most energy, the best ideas, and the most inspiration to do work late at night? Ideal jobs would let you work when you have the most energy, set your schedule, and do whatever you needed to do to inspire yourself and do your best work when you can. Gosh I'm lucky that I'm an artist. I don't know what else I'd do if not for all this creative hoo rah. 


To finish this post with a lighter topic, click below:


Watch an extremely short but extremely awesome of Thom Yorke vs a dancing bear