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BIRTHDAY   LAUNDRY

PART ONE:

"Birthday Laundry" is an electronic music set that is most likely not the type of music the reader would enjoy. This set is made up of music that I first started listening to when I moved to Aachen in August 2021, where I’m currently studying Mechanical Engineering. I link this music [in my soul] directly to the time I’ve spent here in Germany.

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I started to choose songs for this music set around February of this year. I do not have a system on how to do it, I do what feels right. I revisit the same pool of songs I’ve gathered [for the set] in a playlist hundreds of times until I almost don’t enjoy them anymore, but I get to know how every element, note, phrase, and harmonics of the song makes me feel, allowing me to create a storyline that connects all of them, which I argue is the most important part. There is always a reason for why every song starts and ends where it does and when, but that’s for me to think about.

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The first 15 of the (22+1) songs that make the set have stayed the same since the evening of May 16th [227 days ago, 1 day before BD], when I tried to record it for the first time. I booked a video studio from 6 to 9pm and stayed hyper-caffeinated much longer than what I was allowed to. I had nothing prepared.
Time kept passing and my opportunities to catch the bus back home kept steadily coming down. I believed that I could manage to record the set if I finished the tracklist, because I thought that I could make it on the first try. “I have been doing this for almost a decade” I thought to myself as I deleted another shit song from the list.

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If I wanted to make the set an hour long, practicing it one time takes you —clearly— one hour. Recording a 1-hour performance in one take, with [absolutely] no mistakes, takes a lot of repetitions [that take an hour each]. —You can see how it gets long really fast.

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I was practicing in front of my turned-off camera and I didn’t realize that the clock had hit midnight. It was officially my birthday now. My religious deadline set months ago suddenly screamed at me through my headphones. I felt a vacuum in my stomach like if a bullet of reality went through me. I felt so let down [by myself], demoralized. “I missed the only day I can publish art”.

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I completed the playlist amounting to 22 songs, and after seven hours of work, I decided to just hit record [alv]. I started playing, everything was going right until it didn’t. I made it to the halfway point before I broke down. In a mix of tiredness, frustration, anger, sadness, and (caffeine-induced) anxiety, I decided at 2am to end it there. After leaving the studio clean, and with all my gear on my back, I arrived home at 4am dreading life.
Love messages and happy birthday wishes started to reach my phone, which I felt so undeserving of. I decided to ignore them as I wished to be asleep at least in the sender’s [hopefully the reader] mind.

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Waking up, 10 hours later, feeling like [redacted]. I started to look for at least something that I knew I could do right, because [possesed by my idealistic, stubborn perfecfionism] music wasn’t —fucking— it.
I found something I knew I could do;

 

Laundry.

 

I did Laundry on my Birthday.

PART TWO:

After failing to create anything worth publishing on my birthday, I forgot about Birthday Laundry for about 3 months. It consumed me emotionally for so much time I didn’t even want to listen to the songs I actually liked from the list. I kept digging into this newly found [for me] electronic music culture but ignored my dj controller for this while.

 

My first six months in Germany were hard. Living completely by myself left me time to live  inside my head. I spent the majority of my days alone. My mouth would feel weird anytime I’d talk with anyone because I would never use my vocal chords. My pieces of furniture would not hear a single sound for days even though I spent most of my time with them.

 

It was all about the little changes, the resilience to keep walking through your burning house to see if you can put out the fire with your bare feet: I removed the mattress of my bed because it was too soft, went back to exercise after given the green light in a doctor appointment that was made months prior [i was in the worst shape of my life], painted my walls white from a green color that was one [1] shade away from being good, and started to force myself to spend more time with the people I love today.
I understood why I’m studying and realized that I actually like it. My problems changed from trying to stay alive to being the product of living.

 

My friend Daniel [son #1] sent me out of nowhere a message telling me that he enjoyed the first set I had ever recorded: “uniquE”. After hearing this, the only thing I wanted to do was help him record his own, as we’ve shared this passion for years. That thought stayed in the back of my mind for some weeks before we agreed that a month later he would come from Hamburg to Aachen to film his set.

 

With more confidence in creating than ever thanks to Son #1, I reopened the unfinished Birthday Laundry with the same first 15 songs, just like I left them months prior. My perspective in music and its limits had changed during this retreat: there really are no boundaries. Some songs are songs and some other ones aren’t. My eyes were opened to the randomness of sound and appreciated those who arrange it in a way that makes me feel something.

 

Daniel arrived to Aachen. The plan was to stay at my place for a week so each could finish their project.
Days 1 and 2 were slow because we would constantly try to start working at 16:20, but eventually we got into it, obsessed over it. We would spend the whole day with our headphones on searching for songs, creating playlists and practicing [a lot]. It’s really all we did the whole week.

 

We had booked the same studio where I spent the first hours of my birthday 4 months prior. We set up everything and Son #1 was first up. I danced through his set behind the camera and got excited with every transition even though I had heard him play while practicing at my home many times. He made it on the first try. [We are still on post-production, you will hear from me when it is published].

It was my turn now. I sipped the Redbull I’ve gotten used to drink when playing and got in front of the camera. I got rapidly frustrated after the first couple of songs because the mix wasn’t perfect. I finished the set either way because I didn’t want to leave empty handed again after what had happened on my birthday. I didn’t even bother looking at the recordings after the fact.

 

I failed again. After all the planning and even accompanied by one of the people I love the most in life, i didn’t like what I’d done a second time. Daniel went back to Hamburg on the 12th of September after the week we spent working.

 

I am part of a student initiative that develops, builds and races electric solar-powered cars called Team Sonnenwagen Aachen, this team and my friends in it were also a crucial part of my Pursuit of Purpose this year.
Two days after Daniel left Aachen, we [Sonnenwagen] went to two races held in the last fortnight of September in Belgium and Italy where we won both. On our victorious return, I embarked on the biggest music event attendance spree I have had in my life and played all night in the biggest party I had ever been DJ.

 

On November 9th 2022, 6 months after my birthday [the day this was supposed to come out], I finally was able to complete the set perfectly for the first time. I finally understood the narrative of the sounds I had been looking for. Everything made sense; a sonorous marvel.

 

I practiced on and off for a month as life [and university] kept happening parallel to this artistic Pursuit. I booked the same video studio for December 11th, 2022 for the last time. I felt a kind of calmness as the day approached that I hadn’t felt any of the other times. I asked my sister with a background in theatre for some advice in timing for my dress rehearsal that ended up being exactly 22 hours before the time of shoot.

 

I took a deep diaphragmatic breath and opened the studio door. I set up the lights, the table, the camera, the redbull, the computer, the controller, yet again on another Sunday, for the last time.

 

For the last time, after 7 months and 20 days, I hit record and-

 

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Birthday Laundry
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