Kyokuto Maru—The Oiler is track 21 of the 27 tracks on the Carbon Harbor soundtrack.
You can listen to this as you read my small confession, which is that I cheated on this first post and updated it, substantially, as in, rewrote it. Originally it was just the music track along with an apologetical "pardon my dust" sort of post, since it was the first one for this new blog and I was fighting a bit with making some custom changes to the template and also getting all the FTP and archive paths all straightened out so everything would work right. So on and so forth.
But enough of that. I want to get on to what the Carbon Harbor Journal is all about, though I don't plan to make any strong mission statements in this post and, thus, setting myself up for failure to deliver the proposed mission. I've learned my lesson, in that regard, with two previous blogs which I dismantled today before setting up this one. So, by the way, if you run across my profile you will see that I have previously blogged over 97,000 words in 165 posts since 2003 and there are even some lingering links in the profile to some of those old posts, but don't bother to click on them because I dumped all of it this morning — even though I cannot figure out how to remove those old links.
First, a little on what this blog is not going to be about. My previous blogs were dedicated to commentary on politics and religion. But I got tired of that. It was a lot of stuff that indulging in tended to just make me angry. That's not to say that I will be holding back on any opinions along those lines as I move forward with the Carbon Harbor Journal, but I don't plan on any of that stuff being a day to day focus of what goes on here.
What I did enjoy from those previous blogs was having an online, multimedia journal, and that is the main thing I have missed since I quit writing daily on Washington, War and Wingnuts. Plus, those things were diverting too much of my attention from the things I really cared about getting done, creatively speaking. I did manage to slog through it all and produce some work — screenwriting, writing and music — that I've been pleased with, but I want to get back to it and make it better.
So I want this blog to be a journal of exploration and discourse of creative processes. And I've dedicated it, in large part, to a project that has been a favorite of mine: Carbon Harbor.
I won't go into all of it now and how it all came about, but Carbon Harbor has been a major screenwriting and music project of mine that I've worked on—on and off—for almost two years. Though I have produced a complete CD and a completed first draft of a screenplay it is still not a complete project by any means, and I will be exploring the ins and outs of that in future posts.
This post features one of my favorite tracks from the music. The title of it most likely does not mean much to most people, at least not to anyone who is not a World War II history buff. I am not one of those, but it was during my own creative exploration that the Kyokuto Maru came across my radar, so to speak. When I first encountered it I had no idea it would spark a creative ignition that would lead me to an album and a screenplay. But that's what I love about the creative process. It comes out of nowhere sometimes.
And that's something I want to explore further, here in the Carbon Harbor Journal. If you're with me, then please stay tuned.