No-nonsense, unfettered instrumental guitar music; the way it used to be.
Traction Control: The Story So Far
After completing my previous album “This Lousy T-Shirt” way back in 2014 I, satisfied with my meagre achievement, promptly forgot about it and went about my business....
Fast forward 5(!) years and I’m still wasting my time playing guitar. I could have invested in an MBA or something lucrative that would have netted me millions after a couple of years of hard graft, but alas...
Here’s Traction Control. An album virtually bursting at the seams with notes, bearing the hallmarks of my growth as a musician and guitarist over the last couple of years.
This is an album that’s all about throwing caution and moderation to the wind and skirting the limits of what is digestible in terms of compositional sensibility, with the tracks consistently teetering between irreverence and introspection; jocose and melancholy, lighthearted and sober. It marks my attempt to perform as close to the edge as possible, without veering catastrophically off course.
On a more personal note, Traction Control serves as a cautionary tale of sorts. It was written and recorded during a period of my life marked by unprecedented productivity, happiness, contentment, adversity, regret, catharsis and joy. The album describes an arc which luckily ends as it began. It acts as a reminder that there is ultimately a price to be paid when progress is made at the expense of others, and the consequences of taking the good things in life for granted.
But enough about that. Give it a whirl - there's something on this record for everyone. Enjoy!
A no-holds barred love letter to instrumental guitar music
Written over a period 5 years, the album is a celebration of the guitar and instrumental guitar music in the many forms it has taken since its initial cultural explosion in the late 1960's. More specifically however.....
In the summer of 2008 I awoke one day to the realization that I was fast becoming one of THOSE musicians. Anyone who has dabbled in the business of committing black dots to tape at some point has met at least one; that dude with a gear collection to make a working Joe green with envy, an insatiable case of G.A.S. (Gear Acquisition Syndrome) and not a tone of original music to their name. Some of these individuals grow bored after a while And move on to other vices. More unfortunate cases stretch the habit out across a lifetime and are no better off for it - always chasing that one last elusive piece of gear before making THE RECORD.
I decided I wanted more. A statement of my own. A tribute to all those artists who had inadvertently triggered my obsession with music and love of the guitar. Something people could still enjoy in my absence in the event I should expire prematurely during divorce proceedings at 40. Whatever.
The last couple of years have been a veritable rollercoaster of writing, recording, parsing, reshuffling, and killing of darlings - with a nervous breakdown of sorts and bucketloads of anxiety thrown in for good measure. The result of the above is this record. Short and sweet, it serves as my personal showcase for everything I love about music channeled through my puny fingers and a couple of guitars.
I won’t lie to you - there are no illusions here about the possibility of commercial success. These compositions exist only to satisfy my musical desires, unfettered by compromise of any nature. I can only hope that in pursuing my goal in this manner I’ve created something other people can enjoy as well.
Perhaps people who aren’t necessarily guitarists.