Hash browns, violins, etc
Listen, listen, listen, listen. I know this is taalitalk. And I know that I have issues putting the focus fully on myself.
But we need to talk. Because this morning José made hash browns.
I’m not talking a good effort from a guy doing his best. I’m not even talking decent almost there diner vibes. I’m talking Prune brunch level rosti dreamboats.
My New Yorkers. You get it. I mean I think you get it? If not, I have to tell you straight: Gabrielle Hamilton would be impressed by our kitchen today.
That’s what I’m saying.
So I am sailing on a delicious, full cloud this Sunday, and feeling a lot of love for José/Amsterdam/Holland/their perfect delicious produce.
Okay okay okay okay. I hope that you enjoyed that and/or are inspired to make your own excellent brunches. Back to business.
The more I think on it, the more I want this new album to have an orchestra.
It’s tough to think about an orchestra or even a string section when the whole world is shut down and it’s dangerous to breathe the air inside or outside and every human being might be a literal threat to your life and the world is basically falling apart to the point where you don’t mind writing ridiculous run on sentences like these in fact you actually enjoy and or gravitate towards writing them. It’s tough, you know? But this whole year, we’ve been making things happen that shouldn’t be able to happen.
So why not get a full orchestra involved?
This orchestra idea has been made a lot easier by a deeply generous gift from our friends over at Spitfire Audio, who sent over the BBC Symphony Orchestra pack and thus turned my world into a symphonic movie trailer. My creative dry spell is over, grl. I’m sitting in the studio every minute, dreaming of bass clarinets and waking up excited to put them in to the new demos.
I just. I love bass clarinets.
And I also love violins. I’m not quite sure why the violin is so close to my heart, but it’s an instrument I’ve gravitated towards since youth, likely because of its prominent role in my Ashkenazi heritage. All strings, really. I listen daily to Andrew Bird, I pore over Jesca Hoop, Joni Mitchell and Sufjan Stevens. My newest violin obsession is Akram Abdulfattah, a genius out of Palestine who is creating at a warp-level/Rainbow Blonde speed. Truly this dude just keeps putting out fire music.
If I ever drum up the courage to reach out for a collaboration it’ll likely end up pretty solid, because turns out I’m also pretty okay at writing string parts, and those 100 songs we talked about last week sound really nice with them. But I’m no pro, so I have a call out to my dear friend Franky Rousseau, a member of my first band (any of you remember Talia and the Canadiens?!?!?). Franky is now an orchestrating legend, among myriad other things. We have a call set for Tuesday because I got in a bike accident this week (fine! banged up and embarrassed and fine!), so he doesn’t actually know I’m going to ask this.
(But Franky, if you’re reading this, I hope you say yes and stuff.)
And hey, you. I remain so happy to have you here with me, and I just love that this goes to your email and lets us talk every week. So I had José film up a little evidence of the first song I orchestrated so you can hear what I mean. Let me know what you think!
See you next week, you gorgeous perfect human you,
ps: if you’re new here, we do these every week. Free and just like this. Hashbrowns, love and Amsterdam.