Latin For Truth

a blog ran and operated by Charles Ray Hastings Jr. and Tom Lovejoy of Latin For Punk Rock.

Listening to Lou Reed’s Transformer. I got tired of seeing all my records boxed up next to my bed. Also my girlfriend either bought me a bunch of Self Defense Family records or she brought them over to show me and I was so excited she left them here with me. Either way. I’m stoked.

I genuinely love music and I have no friends so I spend a lot of time thinking, listening, and dissecting in my head. There’s so many amazing records and there’s so many records I want to make. It sucks sitting on your hands creatively all the time. I record a song or more once a week and they never go anywhere. I’ve been working the last year at putting out some more stuff. I just want to write and record every idea. I catch about 1 in 150 ideas.

"I Say Sorry"

I’ll buy some of yours for a few drops of mine
verse and vernacular hung like apple cores from a dying tree
if you spill a bit of your food and topple a cloud of drink

I’ll quit cigarettes when I’m bearing a cross naked in bed
wondering past the ceiling fan into the sky where memories burn and fade
atmospheric degrade, I hear my voice say sorry and feel the same 

I’ll drink less when our jukebox stance moves its legs
till then I project the emptiness I feel and see in the crowd
there’s a shallow part of me where I care if I piss on the profound

chainsmoke below the god of gaps
outside a show on the curb  
with a strange band howling on the other side of the wall
and wonder why all good notes find silence

I’ll listen to your side of a pipehead basement view
dire times for a sheltered fair skinned millennial coffee break
use to preach compassion over a bleeding steak

I’ll salute the vicious sty on my record needle
an ear two feet from your speakers’ direction
but with all art the money comes when the crowds misdirected

I’ll pray when the poverty belt loosens around my neck
it’s about the pain to keep my crown of hunger
no one does “no safety net” and “emotionally vacant” like me

chainsmoke below the god of gaps
outside a show on the curb  
with a strange band howling on the other side of the wall
and wonder why all good notes find silence

I say sorry and feel the same
I say sorry and see the pain

yes, the cosmos is all that is, all that was, and all that ever will be. Reason and Faith. 

George Carlin ruuuuuullllllesss. 

"Adderall Dreams and Double Shift Wishes"

Am I still young if I care a little less
about the myths my peers deem success?
they want more money and I want freedom
all the dreams of dead white men flooded the scene
but there never was a scene, just people being people
getting together to share sweat and positivity
watch out for youth and squash bigotry
the flock was learning but the flock was clean
I don’t want to sell myself
everybody’s saying, I like you guys but I want success
well when I record I say and play what I want
what good is money if that’s not what you’re doing?
Am I still young if all my friends are on drugs
crushing and snorting adderall before shows and work time rush?
"Sorry, I can’t come tonite. I’ve got a double in the morning."
I understand surviving, I understand the boring.
so the scene dies once every two years
a few stick around and keep the vision clear
some move on, cross their eyes out with domestics
to all the wives and husbands, allow your spouses a few adjustments
I don’t want to kill myself
everybody’s saying, you drink like you hate yourself
I feel no strong urge to do anything
but to create art and to live regretting nothing
A fool’s success is minimal at best
cause only a fool can believe
there’s fulfillment in simply living honestly.




Audiophiles vs. Art

It’s 5 AM and as usual, I’m thinking of music. I thought I’d write down some recent thoughts going through my head. Maybe push it out into the digital void and see if anyone reciprocates the message.

Music is art. Art is communication. I believe I’ve said this prolly a few hundred times in random interviews and blog posts via Latin For Truth’s bully pulpit. I say it often because it’s a basic essential to writing and performing music. You create a sonic representation of a mimesis of a life event or an emotional state and try your damnedest to make it personal, poignant, and relatable. If you’re drawing from your personal life as a creator it’s hard to also keep up with the technical aspects of your medium or genre. All you can really keep up with is what is the best way to communicate the things that have been happening and influencing you between records you create. 

We’re a punk band, in the general genre mindframe though I’d like to think we make broader tunes than that, so a lot of the musical aesthetics should mimic a live setting. Punk bands don’t make consumable records(I’m generalizing but on the whole, it’s true). We make records to keep you mildly satisfied between experiencing a live show. Now there are bands that cross those lines and they get shit for it. Which is absurd. I’d say most musicians are fans of all music. A guitar player can listen to old standards, musicals, bebop, world music, and drum and bass tunes and still write something specific to his band; whether it be a metal band or a folk punk band, etc. So if you make a record that rips while you play it live in a sweaty basement, but can be listened to and enjoyed in a bedroom setting, that’s dope. I’d say in terms of broad strokes of art, that is good art. Something that communicates well in different settings and different mediums. I’ve never seen Jean Michel Basquiat’s paintings in person or heard Tom Waits live, but I still enjoy both as artists. But I’m kind of wandering from my point.

You have a choice at some point to choose between being an audiophile or an artist. Audiophiles usually move more into the production field as they get older and artists work at disconnecting themselves from the mechanical parts of recording, freeing themselves up for capturing the right idea outside of preconceived notions of correct tone and timbre and lean into the psychoacoustics of music. That’s when you have these cool moments on records where a band does auxiliary percussion with trash cans or someone like harry partch invents an instrument to record an atonal melody to push you into a new realm of psychoacoustics. That’s the fun parts of recording for me. All the live stuff can happen any given night when you and your band mates are in the room together. And because I believe in this and the exploration of the aesthetics of a song or composition, I know I’m not an audiophile.

I’m a dude who wants to create new art. I don’t want to reproduce anyone elses record. Though I might say it from time to time, when it comes down to it, I believe Latin For Truth has original records to make. Not genre records. Not homages to older records we grew up listening to. I believe in the band because I believe in the possibilities. It’s not an inflated ego thing. The notes, words, tones, and textures have all been used before. It’s our job to make something new and personal. We’re all a bunch of freaks and we’re punk players from Alabama and Georgia. We’ve got a personal perspective that very little, if any, can touch upon. Back to the audiophile bit, we haven’t ran into the right audiophile to help us find the soundscape we want to use and that’s a part of it. It takes all types of ingredients to bake a cake; like it takes all types of musicians to make a record. Without artists on the record, you have nickleback and dragonforce; without audiophiles, you have stuff like mic’d air and the sounds of machines running translating an emotion. You need that sail for the ship to move but you need that anchor so you don’t drift to your death.

If you’re in a band, be aware of who you are as an artist and who you work with or you might put out music you don’t like then be held to that standard of art. Just be aware and always work on your craft. Work on being a decent human being. Learn to be happy. Learn to help people and help yourself. Push forward. Think forward. Explore and communicate. There’s a fine line between mimicking good art and creating it. A lot of people figured out how to write a song people can sing along to through overused song structures, overused lyrical themes, overused riffs, and overused melodies. Lets all turn our ears and minds. It’ll only help us grow.

I believe in our friends and the people who enjoy our music. I hope this is the beginning of a new era of music. I’m hopeful and I hope you are too.

Your Dude,
Charles 

Team Shithead gives unto you our holiday comp, A Very Shitty Christmas. 17 askew holiday tunes from Germany to the UK, from Arizona to Georgia, from Texas to Ohio.http://sexandsexandsex.bandcamp.com/releasesI’m od’ing on pride from all the brilliant submissions from friends and strangers alike. We have some very serious lyrical content, silly performances, full band arrangements, soft and severely intimate tracks, male/female/cis/LBGT performers, and various takes on the holiday!Best of all it’s free to download. If you dig it, please share with friends!Your dude,Charles H.TS & LFT & DVE & ANDI & WIO1st Gen. Shithead

Team Shithead gives unto you our holiday comp, A Very Shitty Christmas. 17 askew holiday tunes from Germany to the UK, from Arizona to Georgia, from Texas to Ohio.
http://sexandsexandsex.bandcamp.com/releases

I’m od’ing on pride from all the brilliant submissions from friends and strangers alike. We have some very serious lyrical content, silly performances, full band arrangements, soft and severely intimate tracks, male/female/cis/LBGT performers, and various takes on the holiday!

Best of all it’s free to download. If you dig it, please share with friends!

Your dude,
Charles H.
TS & LFT & DVE & ANDI & WIO
1st Gen. Shithead

No Love Lawst lyric…

I’ve finally answered an age old question for myself from Diatribe or Die days. I said, I live in a world that won’t love me back and I don’t know how to feel about that.

how should I feel? how do I feel? And what is love? What is the world?

There’s no guidelines or normality in expectations of the world. We’re best off with no expectations. The world owes us nothing. Its a hard pill to swallow but truer then most broad statements of truth that I can currently think of. People are dying everyday due to lack of clean water or small infections that could be cured easily or all the other blatantly manageable reasons. So to think that we deserve things in a world where this happens is strange and unhealthy. I deserve nothing more than the bit of humanity I can milk from my life of circumstantial relevance.

I think I was speaking more of my expectations of a music career. Not so much as a business model career wise but a thing that involves hard work, money, and art. When I say career, there’s no real thought behind it that I could pay a bill with the music I create but what I do does involve work, money, and music. But yeah, you fill a song with your ideas, ideals, love, and emotions. Once that song goes out into the world, the response is the reciprocal. Something that I realize now that I’m older is that art has no reciprocal; aside from other art(whether it be man made or made by the cosmos). As an artist you create and that is the thing. It’s done really before it leaves a studio. Most the things that come later are the business parts of being in a band. Even most of the fan interaction at shows or anytime the band is presenting itself to it’s audience. It’s all PR work or door greeting at Walmart. The younger me didn’t see this cause I was being honest which is why we’re a confusing band cause our presentation is ever evolving. We didn’t know it was all a game and even after we found out we didn’t participate much.

To finalize my analysis of this old lyric: I was young, involved, and idealistic once and expected to be rewarded for my involvement and idealistic nature. I now know you’re idealistic cause it’s something honest and true to your self. It is its own reward. Existing and creating is enough whether people show up or not. You’ve got to love yourself before you can give love or show love. You’ve got to love the records you make before anyone else and above all else. You’ve simply got to make the records you want to hear in spite of the world if that ends up being the case.

empower yourself.
love yourself.
free yourself from expectations of self.

Your dude,
Charles 

hank williams sr.

—Your cheating heart

Thought for a brief second of using a hank williams sr. song for the xmas comp, cause I usually listen to a lot of hank around xmas but it felt inappropriate in the end. *Whistle not usually included*

how butt hurt would everyone be if we made a record solely of this type of material(w/ vocals of course included)? I’m just obsessed with Marc Ribot’s guitar playing and John Zorn ain’t too shabby either.