analogues
we cannot be sure what we are listening forabout
every day we are given countless opportunities to share extraordinary interactions with ordinary people
There’s no such thing as an expert critic. There isn’t a spectrum for good music. People like what they like and connect with what they connect with. Art comes from a place we all know that seeks to explain what can’t be explained. And here I am, seeking to explain that which seeks to explain what can only be sought and not explained.
That’s what I think is missed by hyper-updated music blogs and the culture of instant, constant, fast music downloading. The songs we love are the songs we listen to, not the songs we just hear. The albums that are like friends to me are the ones I’ve torn apart from many angles after much time, and the people who create albums listen to them and perfect them in that way. I can’t discount any of that. I can’t discount the fact that there is always more to discover here.
who is this?
I am mary pauline. I am a listener.
get in touch
tincanonawire[at]gmail.com
a great deal of history you probably aren’t concerned about
analogues started as The Overcast in April 2005. I will always love The Overcast (which eventually officially became TheOvercast.net), and I hope it will always love me. But I had to take a break, things changed, and I’m starting over. I needed to bring it back down to something more realistic and relevant.
The idea then was to pool the best unsigned bands (“music for the underdog”). It expanded (and then contracted, and then expanded again) to include an “Action” feature, which featured non-profit organizations using art toward a social good. The format of TheOvercast.net in the early days was more like a Pitchfork Lite or the information-drenched music sites of yore. I mean, that was 2005. The way we read and interact with the Internet is much different now.
For me, art is not religion, but it is like religion. It’s got a personal experience and a communal experience. It’s mankind’s way of wandering into the mystery, hoping we don’t get lost. I say that because I think that’s what’s going to happen here. I’m not here to deliver the news. I’m here to wander and to meet some fine people along the way. Maybe you can wander with me.
