Adam Faigen

Welcome! I am an Experimental Instrumental Songwriter who uses just 1 guitar and a looper pedal to create
(the majority of) my music.
  My Albums are Now Available on:
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My Inspirations

                    Music that inspires me

Originally I am going to say this one is a tie between the Eels and Weezer : they are both VERY hard-working bands, with members who know what it takes to be successful, and they both have some amazing (mostly happy/positive) songs and impressive albums!

I also like a lot of Pinback songs, and especially some of the members' side bands;

Rob Crow: (his name and one of his many bands) for the songs:
Forced Letter, Chucked, Taste, Scalped, Tranked, Unstable, and Purpose.


Zac's band: Systems Officer, for their songs:
Forever This Cyanide, Hael, Uhiju, Signature's Red, Sand 1 & Sand 2, and Oui. 


More recently I have been listening to another one of Rob's bands: Other Men


Both of these guys have created a large selection of music over the past couple decades with many different genres of songs; something for everybody.
 
                Words that inspire me

    Rod McKuen, Listen to the Warm

“How can we be sure of anything
  the tide changes.
  The wind that made the grain wave gently yesterday
  sends sailors crashing home from sea on rocks tomorrow .
  I love the sea
  but it doesn't make me less afraid of it
  I love you
  but I'm not always sure of what you are
  and how you feel.”





Edgar Allan Poe,  Alone
     From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.



             

Robert Frost (1874–1963).  Mountain Interval.  1920.
       I know how common this poem is, but I really feel it did inspire me at first,
         until later when I read the poem more thoroughly and saw: (he) "shall be telling this with a sigh..."

 

1. The Road Not Taken
 
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;        5
 
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same,  10
 
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.        15
 
I shall be telling this with a sigh ( woops, nevermind)
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.  20