NEW BLOG - Matthew "AntiFrantik" Carter's "MuddYork Express": The Solace Beh
If I had to be distilled down to a single identity, I would be a rapper. Thoughts on the technicalities behind the vocals and the music swirl through my head on a constant basis, and I'm always thinking of new ways to construct my flow and my rhyme scheme. I see it as a discipline, one that has me evolving as an artist and a person every time I'm granted the privilege of writing and recording.
As such, there is an excitement that arises within me on the day of a studio session, and it's almost as if its magnitude directly correlates with the amount of troubles and anxieties that have accumulated throughout the week. It isn't uncommon for artists to refer to the microphone as a therapist, or as that pillow they can scream into. This I can unequivocally relate to, for, when recording, I can feel my body relinquishing its tension with every word that is uttered.
Part of it is simply the rigour that is involved in the process; indeed, it's easy to work up a sweat while in the booth. One is tasked with injecting into the recordings as much passion and intensity as possible, and this will undoubtedly require some level of exertion. As is more conventionally the case with jogging and lifting weights, recording allows one to physically work through one's stressors, and the resulting release of endorphins provides a flood of positivity that reinforces one's sense of accomplishment.
More explicit is the benefit of being able to vocalize one's thoughts and emotions in a tangible way. Here is where the microphone functions as a therapist, absorbing stoically and without judgement everything that the artist has to offer. The more one is able to fearlessly contextualize one's life experiences through one's work, the more the microphone is able to function as a release and a constructive outlet.
Lastly, and perhaps most importantly, one has the privilege of enjoying the consequences of participating in the phenomenon of creation. Out of the aether that is one's imagination, one has brought something concrete and definite into the world -- something that takes up space. It's a process that is intrinsically human; there is a sense of joy, gravity and responsibility that comes with the understanding that one is a parent and creator. It both boggles the mind and comforts the heart.
As I step away from the microphone and out of the booth, and as I listen to what now exists as a result, I often marvel at the solace I've been so lucky to have found. To know of a practice that allows me to so intimately work both body and mind, I can only say that I am blessed. That this process also empowers me to psychically work through issues and experiences, and that it encourages me to dwell upon the miracles of life and creation, makes it a priceless part of me and my existence.
Matthew "AntiFrantik" Carter | Twitter: @AntiFrantik | IG: @AntiFrantik | https://muddyork.wordpress.com/