Previously known as Lightbomb, Crayolon is Newcastle-based composer, producer and performer Brendan O'Callaghan.

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Internet Explodr

This site’s messed up in IE6; partly because I did the stylesheets over a few Linux-only days and partly because IE6 just turds all over standards and common fucking sense. What a total waste of my time…

Off we go again

New name, new site, new motivation. New music, even, with yet more to come. Hopefully the new site’s pleasant and self-explanatory, rather than being too simplistic…nothing worse than feature-creep on a musician’s website - it’s not like there’s much that needs to go on there.

I confess the aforementioned motivation is largely due to my main computer having blown the fuck up leaving me with just a few laptops and a rare free day or two on my hands…but there it is. Now if I can just keep the momentum going, I’ll be able to curl off some new tunes for the summer and play them to drunks and immodestly-dressed girls in the afternoon sun at outdoor gigs. So eyes and ears peeled for that!

Metamorphosis

So I’m Crayolon now, and not Lightbomb. I’ve celebrated by slightly modifying a tumblr blog theme and whacking some picture I drew on the top of it. Expect to see that level of enthusiasm demonstrated in my forthcoming publicity effort…although this site probably constitutes my forthcoming publicity effort. I’ll do some gigs over the summer too - we at Stropic Records are gonna be sponsoring some big outdoor gigs in Newcastle, and that sounds like an opportunity to squeeze ourselves onto the bill.

In the meantime, check out www.myspace.com/crayolon for some reasonably new music. 

Diskmags

What the fuck? Why are diskmags still provoking such heated adversity amongst sceners? Even those who disregard them as being relics of an extinct era generally react positively to their continued manifestations by giving thumbs up on pouet.net; even where they react negatively, they somehow vindicate diskmags’ existence by expending such effort on the scene-wide discourse. Is it because they’re evocative of those treasured artefacts of nostalgia - the pre-Web mags, distributed on mailed and copied floppy disks? Perhaps because some people genuinely appreciate the focused editorial intent at work behind a diskmag, which selects for them the important, relevant and entertaining nuggets of subject matter (this not being meant to sound cynical, since it’s a function that we traditionally sought from our mass-media news agencies over the years until it too was subsumed by the possibilities of the Web). Or maybe it’s because as participants in the demoscene, people appreciate the technical and artistic concept of a single, insular production which exhibits a skilful arrangement of art, music and user-interface.

Well I don’t fucking know. I just wanted to write something on yet another free blog.