Bough House

I begin this letter by paying respect to the late Peter “Sleazy” Christopherson, who left this world a year ago today. Over the years, his presence as an artist has served as one of the most influential forces on my life and work. I had the pleasure of meeting him, briefly, in 2008 at the Brainwaves Festival in Boston. Though somewhat reserved in small-talk situations, he had a remarkable puckish charm to him, and the most extraordinary eyes, full of life, spilling over and filling anyone he locked a gaze with. Where ever or what ever he is right now, I raise a glass to him this evening.

I’m writing because I, and subsequently Bough and everything else related, are about to experience a joyous upheaval of sorts. I am packing up and leaving what has become rather stagnant air here in Connecticut, my home base for the past year. Most pressing is my refusal to endure another New England winter (I barely survived the last one). I have been promising myself that i will live in Portland, Oregon since the late 90′s, so i am finally making due on that promise to my teenage self, even if it’s later than I imagined. I expect to spend at least part of the winter Way Down South; there is no better place to be in America in February than New Orleans. If you have a couch, a place to perform, or just enjoy walking while talking, I’d love to connect with you, where ever you are.

There are a few loose ends to tie up before leaving, most notably the completion of several modified instruments, and finalization of the art for a cd “mini lp” version of Night’s Electric Dog (finally!). I expect the next few months to be fertile ones in terms of output, but i shouldn’t jinx myself like that. I’m currently writing the “bucket list” for 2012+.
I’d like one of the next Bough releases to be an analog listening experience. Expect a cassette EP and hopefully some (budget willing) vinyl in the next year.

Below is a recent photo I took while walking the beach near my childhood home. The half mile stretch of shore was instrumental to my early understanding of nature, and later became the laboratory for an introductory magickal education. It remains a regular backdrop in my dream life, though visiting now in waking life is something of a somber experience, as little remains of the way it used to be. I suppose in that respect that it continues to offer something to teach me.

Skies on Fire–> Warm Regards ANDILU

(almost) Equinox greetings.

Some Red Yellow and sad wilted Orange notes

Friend and Eco-Artist Brandon Ballangee and I are participating in the upcoming Prospect Biennial in New Orleans (“The largest biennial of international contemporary art in the United States”) with a collaborative exhibition at Longuevue House and Gardens. The opening will be on October 23rd and runs through January 2012. Details can be found here. If you are living in New Orleans, get in touch, as we will be down for a while setting up and staying for Halloween, and would possibly enjoy your company.

A New Secret
The work here is feverish as I endeavor to modify nearly every electronic instrument in the house that I can’t be electrocuted by. This is part of a regimen of somewhat anti-social activities I’ve undertaken in the interest of unlocking some just-out-of-reach inspiration for a NEW BAND that has been on the conceptual back burner for a few years. More information will be made available in the coming months in regards to the introduction of THE HELEN KELLER MAGICK BAND.

Very Possibly, a Change of Heart

I’m strongly considering changing the name under which we release music, from Bough House to Mammorex. I have no particular affinity for the pun, or the architectural movement it references, the fact of which I find grating when I am constantly intoning the words. Though Bough House was never a record company, it releases records. Mammorex Records, Mammorex Communications, these kinds of phrases have been floating around. I’m waiting to see if one sticks. If you have an opinion, come at me, sun.

Dimension in Excelsis

This year has been a productive one in terms of my output as a mixed media sculptor. It seems that I experience a few years of inactivity and then am suddenly consumed by three dimensional work. I’ve begun a new set of sculptural pieces that I hope to exhibit some time in the next year.

I’ll end with a list of help wanted’s. We have various needs that we’d like fulfilled by people that understand our work and would like to form a bond with us.

• Photographers. All kinds for various types of photography, from still to portrait.
• Illustrators / Graphic designers (that phrase makes me shudder) for album layouts, logo designs, typeface voodoo.

• Max/Msp programmers. We frequently use Max for Live but have only a cursory knowledge of programming in general. We have some patch concepts, mostly signal processing, that we would like to see actualized, but they are above and beyond the scope of our skill sets. A dedicated programmer that can satisfy our desires will be given full credit.
• Owners of Disklavier Piano Systems. We would like to spend at least a few hours fleshing out concepts that may ultimately become a full album.

Contact is as per usual bough.house AT gmail DOT com.

In intima plasmatis

ANDILU