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extraOrdinary life liner notes
extraOrdinary life lyrics
making extraOrdinary life
making the extraOrdinary life album
....the
studio
pics
gilli moon and Matt Thorne (engineer) at MT Studios, Burbank CA gilli, and Jeff Dean on bass. well, he's on her in this photo Jeff Dean on upright bass gilli on the ol' honky tonk Bobbie Wilshire on percussion Bobbie on the piano stool for Evolution Donovan Raitt on acoustic guitar Gordie Germaine on guitar Adam Gust on drums (Hollywood and The Kiss) Evan Beigel (engineer on Hollywood and The Kiss) Dina Gathe and gilli moon (gilli produced Dina's record simultaneously) Owen Kortz, Toni K, gilli moon, Dina Gathe and Jennifer J on backrounds gilli on her home keyboard. She writes all her music here and recorded the scratch tracks at home
gilli moon and Matt Thorne (engineer) at MT Studios, Burbank CA
back to extraOrdinary life
succumb to your cravings
boundless
possibilities
filled with abundance
keep your childish innocence
seek adventure
create the railroad and the train will come
each of us is a
masterpiece
joy: keeping it real
and in the present
appreciate the fruits
of deliverance on a daily basis
pursue the highest
this is your experience, no one else's, so maximize it and live....
the path less travelled
sweet surrender to our hidden dreams and endless possibilities
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releasing,
re-visualizing, rebounding, reliving
I am a
very happy girl. Why? Because I have a sense of completion and that is
one of my definitions of success.. to complete something. I've been
working on a project for over a year. I didn't know where it would
lead me, or how arduous the road may be... but I brought it to
fruition, with grace, passion and fortitude:
extraOrdinary life. We all know
that life is, well, long. Ongoing. Days turn into months turn into
years... a lifetime of memories, friendships, experiences, journeys.
And this past year has been a mini life journey,....
From
writing songs through my twenties and to now, on funky keyboards and
pianos all around the world. I remember sitting at a piano in Santa Fe
New Mexico, considering how to use the swamp sounds i had just
recorded on my dat player watching an alligator in New Orleans. Writing
Release Me in Vermont on a hotel piano after hours, at the beginning
of my Eric Idle tour. Writing at home in Australia, surrounded by the
bush, Circus of Life. Spaceship, on an old upright in Santa Monica on
a gloomy day. My Extraordinary Life at home in Sherman Oaks, on my
keyboard after listening to Maxwell,.. finding a groove on my little
drum machine and tracking the beginnings of what you hear on the Cd,
on my 16 track hard disk recorder. Writing The Wind in Cabo San Lucas,
after letting go of a recent love on Divorce Beach, sending him to the
wind. Hollywood, at home, about 1am, with a glass of red wine,
dreaming of wide open spaces....
Then
rehearsing the band... bringing my songs to groovy life ready for
tracking..., practicing at home with them, then in at AMP our NoHo
rehearsal studio.
Then
recording, first the drums and bass, then overdubbing the guitars,
loops, my keyboards and piano, percussion, saxaphone, weird
soundscapes. Finally the vocals. Lots of editing and lots of fun...
day in day out, to finishing the little baby songs and plotting them
on the timeline called an album. I have learned so much being in the
studio.... understanding more and more about arranging, about musical
instruments, about listening to the divine and embracing those
buddhist mistakes that make little gems within a song.
Then
came mixing, the levels, the sonic textures, what needs to be heard,
or subliminal. Our ears are amazing. I became so sensitive to every
little nuance. Then the mastering process, where i didn't think the
music could be taken any higher, it was... to its highest. Coming to a
final conclusion on the song order must have been the hardest process
of all. It took me a long time, and i sought advice from many because
i could no longer see the forest through the trees. i was so embroiled
i needed objective opinion. I have a great tight little team with me,
encouraging me, guiding me, sharing their expertise. I am blessed.
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I'm having a ball producing my 4th album. Excerpts from my latest press
release:
“…Music production is a whole language in itself, beyond just being a
musician. i've always been a communicator, what with being an artist,
teacher and writer, but producing is like being a conductor, a
messenger, a voyeur, and conducting the chatter from the Gods,” gilli
moon says.
“…Producing is not about ego, or personal subjectivity. I can only be
the "translator" of what the song is calling out for… a conduit. Plus
it’s almost like remembering… whenever I get the right feel or vibe for
a particular part, I get this weird “ah ha” or “deja-vu” moment as if
the song had once found that perfection, but forgot it. It's really,
really exciting delving into the psychology of producing. We become
slaves to the song and what it requires, and living on the edge like a
spiritual thrill-seeker. It’s also about being rebellious. Being a rebel
to the current times, to the past, to whatever anyone else is doing out
there or what radio dishes out. It’s about being rebellious even to our
own taste, and finding the freedom in creating something new and cutting
edge, even if it means taking risks. I crave it! It’s better than an
extreme sport (even though I love fast down-hill snow skiing at the best
of times!)”
Read about -
the production process
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deconstruction
I
hold my breath I catch myself
It
oozes from my pores
I
resist
I
put up walls
‘Cause
I fear to fall
But
what is this fear I feel
An
inability to stand tall
Never
lose my sense of self
Rigid
in my id
You
come to me open arms
and
I deconstruct all ego
Deconstruct
the self
Surrender
to swimming
Underwater
upside down
Deconstruct
the fear
Dip
into the well
Clean
out the cobwebs
Decompose
addiction
Surrender
deconstruction.
Let
it come.
Who
am I but no one special
Perfection
doesn’t make me.
I
float and be the bag
Wherever
wind takes me.
Be
mine, my sweet wine,
As
I disassemble the priority line
I’m
facing a highway and feeling
Tender
in my convictions.
Am
I alone in this dualism of creation?
We’re
born alone, we live alone we die alone.
That’s
what the angel sang to me but I resist
I
want more than this.
I
deconstruct the symbols and the signs
And
find metaphors to guide me to unity
Clarity
Together,
another, love beyond the borders
Of
my own heart.
Can
there be two hearts that beat like one?
Many
paths I’ve traveled, many roads have led me here.
I
cry I laugh I shout I retreat
Circumstances
created fear.
I’ve
lived a thousand years and spoken with devils and angels
I
run the mile, the lonely mile
Path
least traveled through the ages.
And
in my rhetoric
Of
this moment being mine
Past
present future
It’s
one delicious glass of wine
Solitude
is comforting
But
it’s not where I want to be
I’m
blindfolded ready
Into
the abyss you guide me
Goddess,
mother, warrior, man,
Lover,
mermaid, phoenix, wife
Husband,
father, sister, brother,
Jump
into my
extraOrdinary life
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