A three-disc set from Seth Olinsky of Akron/Family.
Words from Seth…
“Best of Everyone”
Like a sparrow trying on a fedora in a bonfire, or a trout finding his pants in the sky, it is easy to romanticize what has passed. Boredom translates as quiet simplicity, difficulty translates as growth–it is so easy in fact that sometimes you catch yourself and realize that this remembered happiness never truly existed at any present moment. It is only a present moment fabrication of happiness past.
then there are times/periods in life that are truly sweet. An in-between or going-to brief space that simply and wonderfully characterizes itself of itself and by itself.
Best of Seth came from such a time.
Multi-lifetime momentum aligned to bring old friends and ideas together in such a way that my newly acquired MBox could capture the subjective subtle soundshot of my brain’s happy interpretation of all being right in the world. This as my heart a baby born into a new and beautiful ground blossomed into song like just-awake and singing scratchy flemy out of tune a love song to the divine found RIGHT here in my bedroom surprise!!!!!
( the themes are not one and not two! )
It was a quiet fall/winter in between the summer/fall period when we recorded the first Akron album and the Angels of Light’s ” Sing Other People” and our first tour that spring. I worked at a newly opened and then quiet coffee shop one block from my house, distilling the essentiality from coffee beans and annoying the few costumers I was not friends with by playing the marching band Ayler or trying to figure out Dylan over and over again, or various other annoying too loud noises.
And I when off would just goof off on protools enjoying the mess that could be made with so many tracks at home where there was no engineer or producer to say that you should not spend so much time close-micing freshly opened Perrier or these ends are too loose, or songs are too long, or this is not a good place for a 3 minute guitar solo. I enjoyed all that was wrong about it. I indulged in multi-track hilarity for fun, and then, with the help of friends certainly more weird than I, decided it would be only right to release in a hilarious 3 CD set. I stayed up all night for three nights before we left for that first tour, mixing and throwing together all this material. The last day before tour, spending all day and night gluing and coloring and stuffing a run of 25, 3 CD Best of Seths. They looked like a backwards psychedelic 2nd grade home ec project gone wrong.
And then is now, finally a break from tour, and two friends at Achord interested in helping me make a few more, perhaps make them look and sound slightly better, reach a few more ears then my coffee shop friends and that avant-garde tap dancer we played with in a basement made of aluminum foil in Boise, Idaho. My hope is that there is something in the music that communicates the intent beyond the small circle of friends from which it was born, I hope the themes translate. I hope it is not mistranslated as my attempted genius statement, but that the fun and innocence that went into the words and sounds comes through, transformed by your cognitive Chinese spleen as pleasure, warmth, joy, dancing, and baking many wonderful things for friends.
The trouts swim off and
Sparrows into the sun.
Best of Everyone!
Dirt Cloud Road Of Light
Sun Comes Up
Death Sparrow Blues