Well, it all starts with a place.
The first place I read a part of Bloom was Hawaii. Four or five years ago. Rian had written the opening poem - about 10 pages - and I was stunned.
A few years later I was on my way to Belgrade with the rather unique opportunity of being on location to begin the writing process. If I understand correctly, the way composing for a movie-show usually works is that they write the script, film everything, edit everything, and then once the picture is "locked", they hire a composer and he has about 10 weeks to write and record everything.
Of course, we just locked picture last week, so I guess I got my hands dirty a little bit early. This has resulted in a couple of cues that were written and then made their way to cue heaven when their corresponding scenes got cut. But overall, I'm glad I had the extra time... especially considering the way I like to work: slowly.
16 April 2007
I distinctly remember sitting in a Swiss airport on my way to Serbia. Swiss airports have a kind of "clean" that is all their own - you know, the kind of clean that is somehow more about morality than lack of dust. When you read the multi-language "Welcome to Zurich Airport" signs, you're pretty sure the French and Swiss-German translations actually say "Welcome to our country. You sort of suck, don't you?"
I decided to drag my guitar to a hallway in the quiet section of the airport next to the rent-a-rooms and instead of sleeping for an extra few hours, I sat down on a bench and started playing. I often record any ideas I have into my laptop so I can remember them later if I end up thinking they're any good. Here's a little
something I captured in my jet-lagged state. In the background you can hear the airport announcement system. I'm pretty sure that the translation says "That music idea kind of sucks, doesn't it?"
I didn't end up using it.