26 Jul 2012, Posted by yohami in music, personal, 5 Comments

Higher

Rehearsing “Higher” with Juan at my apartment

25 Jul 2012, Posted by yohami in music, personal, 3 Comments

Singing – All I Have To Say (original song)

Killing some time at home

01 Jan 2012, Posted by yohami in music, personal, 6 Comments

2012 Shameless Resolutions

2012 Shameless Resolutions.

Im reaching the end of a 2 year marmot period in which I´ve been pretty much locked down in my cave, glued to the computer, making money and spending it all on pro audio gear and instruments (which happen to be damn expensive). Only a few items left and Im thinking, what´s next?

This is what I want to get done this year.

1. Finish collecting nuts and buying pro audio gear.
2. Move to a bigger cave and build a pro studio room.
3. Record / mix my music.
4. Release at least one single.
5. Release at least one music video.
6. Release at least one original music-related videogame.
7. Reboot / relaunch YOHAMI TV with a “behind the music – Im soo damn deep AND funny” approach.
10. Code and launch this website.
11. Release a poetry book that makes everyone´s pants go down.
12. Go viral but remain virus-free.
14. Become worldwide famous / increase my influence.
15. Go back at performing / live gigs.
16. Re-acquire and hon my spiritual connection / bond with the world.
17. Build a real-life social circle of interesting people / collaborators / team.
18. Get sixpack abs!

That covers it. What´s in your list?

05 Jun 2011, Posted by yohami in music, personal, 15 Comments

It wasnt a movement, it was a fashion.

I remember this song scared me when I listened to it for the first time.

It was WAY out there and politically incorrect for me, I was a 17 years old omega boy.  This song made me feel angst, rage, hope, lack of hope, isolation, nihilism, etc. Then came Pearl Jam and Red Hot Chilli Peppers and the glourious MTV and all the sorts of its good to be an honest freak movement.

So after a while, like I usually do when I discover hidden aspects of the world or myself, I embraced it. I became a grungie boy and formed my first band, all grunge fashion, all statement: we are fucked up and there´s no future, but we are all saints.

Then before I got to anything, the world changed. It got all watered down with fake punk pop of Green Day, Blink, Avril, etc. It wasnt a movement, it was a fashion.

Now when I go back and watch and listen, I dont see the rage nor the saints nor the sincerity. I hear production. I hear the SSL console, the mics, the API preamps, the Massenburg EQ and the overdubs, I hear the chorus on the bass, I listen compression and the carving on the tracks and the production value, and the stuff I would do better.

I see the lighting, the smoke, the mirrors, the stage, the setup, all the nice layers of lets-make-you-fat candy.

Its a strange feeling.