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Restricted Repetitive Behaviour: An Experiment in the Application of Classical 12​-​Tone Technique to Contemporary Post​-​Punk Composition

by Half Empty Glasshouse

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1.
This diagnosis has been a long time coming Walk out of the clinic like a jackpot lottery winner Just needed a little confirmation of what I’ve known deep down all along From someone with a PhD This diagnosis has been a long time coming This diagnosis has been a long time coming This diagnosis has been a long time coming It was just another day at work for her The case I could make in my head was incontrovertible Yet all was riding on my ability to communicate it to her An irony so thick, could've cut it with a blade Had to take that dragon down to have it seen as a part of me And in it’s fiery death rattle I was given my instructions To tell her “I’ve been losing sleep because I don’t know what you think” Tell her “the formality of this process has me yearning for candor” Tell her “I won’t try to persuade you but I need you to understand That I’ve been digging up these ruins for 28 years And you’ve only just stepped into my museum I respect your expertise, lord knows I must be biased But if you think I’m wrong I’ll need it spelled out in great detail Sure I have survived so far without this But to me this word has so much explanatory power It connects the dots I always thought would be estranged And without it I’m imprisoned in a house of broken mirrors I know that some cannot hide it the way I can And maybe it should be reserved for them But I need something to describe this curious condition And as far as I know this is all that can” This diagnosis has been a long time coming This diagnosis has been a long time coming
2.
Oh, I missed the memo again White socks at a wedding I’m taking the joke too far Just trying to be funny I’m pointing out a logical flaw When I’m just supposed to listen And now everyone is annoyed And I don’t what I did wrong Honesty is a virtue and bluntness is a vice Always tell the truth and always be polite I missed the memo again She smiles when she sees me But I can’t be sure what that means Maybe she just feels sorry for me Been told I come across as a creep Because I never talk But that silence is the only way For me to navigate all these contradictions Honesty is a virtue and bluntness is a vice Always tell the truth and always be polite Honesty is a virtue and bluntness is a vice Always tell the truth and always be polite Maybe they’re all just better than me Because they know what to say and how to dance Maybe they’re all just better than me Because they know what to wear and how to flirt Maybe they’re all just better than me Because they don’t make as many of these mistakes like I do Maybe they’re all just better than me Because the rules are effortless and intuitive for them Maybe they’re all, maybe they’re all just better than me Maybe they’re all, maybe they’re all just better than me Maybe they’re all, maybe they’re all just better than me I missed the memo again Maybe they’re all, maybe they’re all just better than me I missed the memo again Honesty is a virtue and bluntness is a vice Always tell the truth and always be polite
3.
Everybody’s using a new word To say all the shit that they’ve said before I can’t see any other purpose it would serve But to indicate some sort of heightened social aptitude And thus ascend the hierarchy of status This is the only way that i can understand I’m a foreigner in my home country I’m an alien in the wrong galaxy I’m a land animal and I’m lost at sea I’m an android in a tribe of chimpanzees Foreigner, alien, everywhere I go Foreigner, alien, everywhere I go Others seem to just soak these new trends in And I can only apply them consciously To the extent that i can act in my own interest It feels so painfully superficial Many times i have resolved to suck it up and play along But I only ever infiltrate the outskirts of the herd And we all know what that means when the predators come Subtle is the game of status and power Every little thing has some connotation Ain’t enough to just master the lexicon Gotta stay ahead of the semantic shift Kings are made by syntax and slang I’m just trying not to get excommunicated Euphemisms come and euphemisms go All that’s constant is my inability to… Stay in the loop Stay in the loop I’m a foreigner in my home country I’m an alien in the wrong galaxy I’m a land animal and I’m lost at sea I’m an android in a tribe of chimpanzees Foreigner, alien, everywhere I go Stay in the loop Foreigner, alien, everywhere I go Stay in the loop Foreigner, alien, everywhere I go Stay in the loop Foreigner, alien, everywhere I go Stay in the loop
4.
She had an exorcism at three years old Cuz the songs that they sang at church made her cry Didn’t know what to do with that emotion so she fled And they all thought that she was running from the lord She had an exorcism at Three years old You’re never too young for the devil to Enter your soul She had an exorcism at Three years old The children of Faustus will pay For what he sold The power of Christ could not compel her to Look them in the eyes when they talked to her Yet she never growled like a beast and she never turned red I guess that Lucifer doesn’t always send his best And the irony is that in ten years time she would know more about the gospels than the pastor himself Yeah, she loves information And when her hands touched the piano the entire congregation would proclaim her to be a melodic messenger of God Oh, she’s got perfect pitch, yeah How did she go from Satan’s puppet to a young theologian, and running from the choir to channeling the harmonies of heaven all with the same peculiar mind? Either the exorcism was a raving success, a triumph of divinity, a great victory over evil Or maybe they just jumped to conclusions about that whole demon thing And though she always was too smart to believe in such silly superstition How could she help but wonder why it was her that they saw such evil in? Who wouldn’t then begin to view everything they did with suspicion knowing how it could be interpreted? And so though she never believed in the demons, in effect, she started to act as if they were real So now she’s letting the demons back, she’s letting the demons back in Because she purged along with them something sacred deep inside So now she’s letting the demons back, she’s letting the demons back in Cuz all her life she’s been possessed by the fear of being seen as evil again Oh, next time you see a demon in a little girl You better pray the devil leave your eyes instead
5.
Ole’ Billy Buckner must have been the best player in his town to get that far His folks must’ve been so proud When he won the batting title, when made the all-star team When he led the league in doubles and when he set that record for assists But one error in one game is all he’s remembered for What a tragedy to be so talented but for it to be ignored A story old as time Your failures and your flaws are all that they can see from the nose-bleed section They say everybody gets a trophy nowadays But their shine was insufficient to erase The memories, the shame Of letting the ball roll right between my legs Of striking out every time that I stepped up to the goddamn plate Of being placed at the end of the lineup every fucking game Oh, everybody gets a trophy nowadays But all they do is make me feel unworthy From the top of my dresser they sing of my shame Of leaving the bases loaded in a one-run game Of being relegated to the wasteland that is right field The coach praying to God that nothing comes my way And worst of all how everybody cheered when I made it to first base only because an errant pitch happened to hit me upon the elbow Oh, sitting on the bench for so long made you feel like that’s where you belong When trying to play their games by their rules was where you really went wrong You loved the game and all of its beautiful metrics so much you just couldn’t give it up But it never loved you back You were the second worst player on team, yet unrivaled as a student of the game and all of its history You never could quite catch a fly ball but you knew more statistics than all the other kids and coaches combined You couldn’t hit anything beyond the infield but you knew who had the most homeruns in 1932 And so all that knowledge ever did was just make you see your own shortcomings more analytically Oh, sitting on the bench for so long made you feel like that’s where you belong Oh, sitting on the bench for so long made you feel like that’s where you belong Everybody gets a trophy but me Everybody gets a trophy but me Everybody gets a trophy but me Everybody gets a trophy but me
6.
He could have been an artist or a scholar with that talent but instead He chose to spend his days perfecting his disappearing act If only they knew the effort that went into his show They would be more impressed with what they didn’t know He is the hide and seek champion of the world A feat for which there can be no recognition They would give him his award if only they could see But then the jig would be up He is the hide and seek champion of the world And no one will ever know, no, no one will ever know He is the hide and seek champion of the world And no one will ever know, no, no, no one will ever know No one will ever know, no, no one will ever know The day that he invented the invisibility machine He thought that he had found the cure for loneliness And was sure that he would be hailed as the next Edison Overlooking how a lightbulb’s shine serves as free promotion Emerging from his lab and to his great surprise No one seemed to notice all that he had achieved His legacy was even less substantial than before There could be no portrait in the history books to accompany his name He thought that his disguise would endear him to the people, oh They pointed and they laughed before and now all that is over He once had merely lacked respect, now he stares down oblivion And slowly he’s forgetting what he looks like too The mind of an inventor Wasted on a cheap illusion The gift of ingenuity Wasted on a slight of hand He’s the hide and seek champion of the world He’s the hide and seek champion of the world And no one will ever know, no, no one will ever know
7.
8.
And though I’m bad at some things And humorously so I excel at others Give me a chance to show Don’t know how to say the rights things Don’t know how to self-promote But I’ve got lots of ideas To contribute to the world Yes, I was born with microscope eyes Took me 27 years to finally turn them inside And now that I’ve applied them to this scientific mystery I think I’ve figured out something Not just about myself But about everybody too And the balance that defines us And the meaning of its distribution in the population I am not a scientist but allow me this one hypothesis Given how we humans are such a social species Those of us born with minds that are less tightly connected to that all important network will veer off into unpredictable directions Yes, the tendency of most to learn by osmosis and imitation of everyone around them mediates extremes and brings them closer to the average Most are afforded access to a psychocommunal safety net that integrates them instinctively into a clear and stable role And without that roadmap for typical development all that one is left with is the raw cognitive mechanisms for pattern recognition And it could never be the case that everyone would think this way Because survival’s always been a matter of community cohesion So nature masterminded an elaborate continuum Contingent on the outliers of the distribution Knowing many of them would be shunned, shamed and abandoned Even as the tools they make achieve widespread adoption Baffled doctors of the brain would try to understand And in their search for an antidote, stumble on the truth Yes, the ties that bind the masses are vital to their conservation Be they deities and nations, or courtesies and gestures They keep the language alive through the generations Yet nourish all our most destructive dogmas just as well The balance it must be preserved, the spirit of the scientific method Encrypted in the DNA of a child who will never learn to speak Diametrically opposed to the schizophrenic ethos that seizes man In absence of this insulation from external thought Oh, the balance it must be preserved, the source of innovation Is easily mistaken for the seeds of malice and disorder The tribe that judges harshly those that struggle with its rituals Will be in short supply of saviors when its vital engine stalls Oh, the balance it must be preserved, the fulcrum of civilization Is a well-placed wrench amidst the gears of our social apparatus That starts to contemplate the inner workings of the machine it has disrupted Discreetly takes the wheel and steers this massive horde of apes into the future The balance must be… Preserved!

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ABSTRACT:
In this experiment, the 12-tone technique of The Second Viennese School has been systematically applied to the formulation of electric guitar-based music to compose songs that broadly fit into the genre of contemporary post-punk.

BACKGROUND:
The 12-tone technique is a compositional method developed in early 20th-century classical music and used by the composers of 'The Second Viennese School'. This style of composition is designed to utilize all 12-notes available in western music at precisely equal frequency in order to achieve a sort of pure ”atonality”.

Starting the the late 2010's, a number of (mostly) British bands emerged with new and adventurous takes on the broad rock subgenre of post-punk (also categorized as experimental rock, noise rock, art punk, etc.). Most notably, these bands have explored more progressive and chaotic song structures, dark and dissonant approaches to harmony, and some have incorporated instrumentation from other genres such as jazz.

Post-punk lends itself well to this sort of experimentation, as the genre is partly characterized by a sort of coarse eccentricity, with lyrics more likely to evoke sensations of derangement and nihilism rather than more straightforward emotions. In a word, post-punk bands often reject the conventional beauty of music in service of their art.

Given the uniquely disorienting atonality that the 12-tone technique tends to produce when applied to classical composition, we hypothesized that when applied to electric guitar, the 12-tone technique would generate musical ideas suitable for a particularly turbulent and dark variation on modern experimental post-punk and associated genres.

METHODS:
(1) To begin each song a 12-tone row was selected, i.e. a certain arrangement of all 12 notes was decided on.
(2) Using an electric guitar, a motif or "riff" was created by experimenting with different octave iterations of the 12-tone row, as well as rhythms, dynamics, tones, and guitar techniques. For some motifs, slight variations to the order of the 12-tone row were used after a use of the unaltered 12-tone row, particularly to achieve different resolutions with the motifs so that they did not end on the same note every time they were repeated.
(3) Step (2) was repeated several times with different transpositions of the 12-tone tow.
(4) The parts created in sections (1) and (2) were organized into a single composition and other instruments were written and added accordingly, including vocals with lyrics. The use of different transpositions of the same 12-tone row was used as a thematic, melodic foundation for the whole song, ensuring some consistency between parts (given that there is no key to establish consistency between different parts of the song as is standard in most music).
(5) Steps (1)-(4) were repeated several times.
(5) The songs were edited, completed, titled, mixed, mastered, and organized into an album.

LIMITATIONS:
12-tone rules were often, but not always, applied to secondary instruments and the 12-tone rules were not used for the vocal melodies. Further experiments with the 12-tone technique could attempt to enforce the 12-tone system upon all secondary instruments at all times and to compose the vocal melodies using the 12-tone technique. However, further experimenters should be cautious in attempting to impose the 12-tone system on vocals as it may severely limit creative options in regards to lyrics and emotional expression.

Keeping that in mind, this experiment could be scrutinized for failing to adhere to the 12-tone system in the absolute, namely with secondary instruments and vocals, but also on occasion when a certain 12-tone row-based motif would be cut-off prematurely as a creative decision (for example, the end of track #5). Furthermore, in track #4, a middle section consists of a non-12 tone chord progression that was written to accompany a 12-tone bassline and guitar riff that enters later.

Creative choices such as these were made in order to ensure the artistic integrity and musical quality of the album, given that the ultimate purpose of the experiment was to discover the creative potential of the 12-tone technique as a sort of inspirational catalyst in electric guitar-based rock music. An experiment seeking primarily to determine what the 12-tone technique would produce in regards to electric guitar-based rock music could use the methods in this paper, but would need to apply the rules strictly to all instruments and make no exceptions for artistic integrity or musical quality.

RESULTS:
The experiment produced an 8-track album totaling 53 minutes and 9 seconds. The experiment will be available for listening by the public on October 27th, 2023, on Bandcamp.com and music streaming services.

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