This blog is devoted to the band The Really Good Pot Roast.
Someone just bought our instrumental album ‘You Have Died of Dysentery’. No, that’s not really the newsworthy bit. The newsworthy bit is that they found our music through a google search and liked it enough to buy it.
To date, most of our sales have been through links we’ve supplied here, or other music websites and forums. We appreciate them all, but this was someone who discovered us seemingly by happenstance, and elected to purchase our record.
As we march into the start of 5090, this kind of moment is emboldening to usFound as musicians, and as a band. We’re clearly not professional musicians, but we’re making music that interests us, and other people are finding it, and digging it. Good times from RGPR.
Hello. Have you met Dr. Cranquis?
With almost ten thousand followers, statistically speaking that was a rhetorical question. If you are that person who hasn’t, go now and read.
Dr. Cranquis is quickly approaching that 10,000 follower milestone, and we’re helping him celebrate. Today we’re giving you the first part of our not-so-secret-anymore super-secret-project we’ve mentioned recently.
We’ve written Dr. Cranquis a theme song.
In a similar vein to his televised alter ego’s theme, Mumbled Gripes is an instrumental drums-forward trip-hop rock track.
Mumbled Gripes will be on our new album You Have Died of Dysentery, which will be released via Bandcamp this week. You’ll be able to download it in whatever format you’d like, at whatever price you’d like (including free).
PS - There is another part to the Dr. Cranquis 10,000th Follower Spectacular in the pipeline, but you’ll just have to wait and see.
If You Only Knew
The lead-off track from You Have Died of Dysentery, If You Only Knew is the first and last time you’ll hear vocals on this album. I really like the vocal arrangements Rob created on this track, and the driving feel of the music.
We originally wrote this song during 50/90 along with a few others from YHDoD, but I think this was the song that made us want to put together an instrumental album. Our first thought was to collect 4 or 5 songs for a short EP. Three months later, we’re less than 2 weeks away from releasing a 12-14 song album.
I hope you enjoy. We’ll likely post another song next week. And we may have a surprise or two this weekend.
This is another new track off our upcoming album You Have Died of Dysentery. It started life as a project song from our 50/90 work this summer, and has since grown and expanded. This song started life as an exercise by Rob in mixing and working with samples, and we’ve been passing it back and forth in mix for the last few weeks, extending and editing. It’s fascinating to watch the smallest ideas develop.
This track is best heard in headphones, or at least in stereo speakers.
Listen and enjoy. In the meantime, I’m going back to writing some demos for our super secret this-might-not-really-happen-but-it’s-fun-to-hope project.
In a couple of weeks, The Really Good Pot Roast album You Have Died of Dysentery will be released to the masses. We’re in final mixing right now, and we’re really excited. AS a result, we’re going to give you a bit of a preview of a few tracks this week!
You Have Died of Dysentery is an instrumental follow-up to our first album Serious as a Heart Attack. This time around, our music is largely electronica based, though we drift into elements of chiptune, punk, ambient, pop, and metal.
This first track had it’s beginnings as a contest entry, and has been slightly remixed and remastered for this release.
We also may have a super secret special project in the works. If this pans out, it’s gonna be awesome. Stay tuned….
…and I’m fucking excited about it.
A couple more weeks. Stay tuned in the next couple days and we’ll start posting snippets.
Writing music is like trying to remember the dream you had last night. It seemed so real for a fleeting moment, and you desperately claw at the memory as you tell it to others. Sometimes you get it right, and the story unfolds well. Sometimes, it’s close but not quite, missing something almost tangible. You get the gist, not the rest. And most of the time, it’s just gone, lost to the ether. But you enjoyed it while it was there.
Mixing music is like punching yourself in the face repeatedly. It’s like trying to win at yelling. It’s like playing the first Mega Man, and dying 147 times on the jump at the first level until you learn that painfully infuriating lesson that the controls are really precise, and this game is going to fucking own you. It’s like an exercise in Quantum Physics, where you ram your face into a brick wall a million times, expecting one time for the particles of the wall to separate and allow you to pass through like there was nothing there. After a while, sound, tone, timing, phrasing, everything loses all meaning. It’s a droning noise like tinnitus that rings in your ears.
In completely unrelated news, we’re mixing our new electronica album, You Have Died of Dysentery. It’s going great.