The story begins
in Los Angeles in 1971. I lived in a house with many roommates, one
of which was a jazz musician named LaMont Johnson.
One night I had a peculiar dream: I was a musician
in a space-age society, and gave a concert for a small auditorium of
people, playing music by moving my hands inside a square 'grid'. The
music must have been really good, because both myself and the audience
just got caught up and we were all getting higher and higher and higher.
And somehow, we never came back. We just dropped
all those bodies. And I woke up thinking I'd either been a stupendous
musician or maybe an unusual mass murderer.
Over breakfast, I told my roommates about my
peculiar dream. And LaMont said, 'Such a thing exists. It's called a
"syn-the-sizer", and I know a guy who has one.'
Well, at that time, none of us had ever heard
of a synthesizer, and the upshot was that a couple of nights later we
drove to an industrial area of Los Angeles and found this warehouse
filled with strange machines all covered over with cloth, and in a little
side room I was introduced to a man named Paul Beaver, who, along with
a teen-age keyboardist, was in the process of making one of the earliest
US electronic records, which was later to be called 'The Nonesuch Guide
to Electronic Music.'
Mr. Beaver and his keyboardist had Moog Synthesizer
#2 sitting there, looking for all the world like a row of suitcases
filled with knobs and lots of colored patch cords going from one to
another. In the middle of the room, like a mineature refridgerator,
was an Ampeg tape deck. Beaver would write the arrangement and program
the synth. The keyboardist would play the line, and they'd record the
track. Then on to the next instrument, one by one. Mr. Beaver showed
us how it worked and how it sounded, and it just knocked my socks off.
And that was the end of that.
About twenty years later, I was married and
operating an answering service in San Francisco, and one day I went
to the West Coast Computer Faire, and while crossing the floor downstairs,
I heard in the distance the strangest and most beautiful sound I'd ever
heard. It was faint through all the hubbub, but I tracked it down to
a small booth where a guy was demonstrating some software which was
playing a Yamaha DX7 synthesizer. And I learned that the synthesizer
had become something reasonable, and right then I decided that I was
going to learn how to make that beautiful sound.
So that night over dinner, I told my wife that
I was going to get a DX7, and she said, 'That's odd.'
And it turns out that one of our answering service
clients had a message up for callers that he had a DX7 for sale. This
was a musician we'd served for several years, who with his partner wrote
commercials in an office down at Ghirardelli Square. I figured it had
to be a DX7 synthesizer, so I called him and made arrangement to go
see him. Although I'd taken his calls for several years, and we'd spoken
a lot, we'd never met and it turned out he lived in a gorgeous house
beside one of the San Francisco parks.
s I was sitting at his dining room table, writing
his name onto a check, I suddenly got the impression I'd heard his name
once long ago. It was Bernie Krause. Flash! I asked him, "Twenty
years ago, were you a teen-age keyboardist with Paul Beaver in a warehouse
in Los Angeles?"
Yup.
How I got interested
in the Stick.
I had gone from the DX7 to several other synthesizers and learned composition
and multi-tracking, even writing an additive synthesis program in C
that ran on an Apple II. It had software oscillators to set up for each
harmonic, and then it would chug along, calculating all night, dumping
the result byte by byte into an Ensoniq Mirage sampler. And then the
next morning I could play the new waveform.
I found composition effortless, and the computer
stuff pretty easy. But it was clear, after four years, that I was never
going to be worth beans as a keyboardist.
However, all during this time, I kept seeing
this ad in keyboard magazines for the 'Chapman Stick' and I thought
that thing looked wierd, and I was fascinated. Finally
I went searching and found one used and bought it, never having heard
one nor seen it played.
As soon as I picked it up in my clumsy hands,
it felt like my instrument.
Since that time, I've found other tapping instruments
I whose sound I prefer, but I'll always have a soft place in my heart
for that Chapman Stick. (And as it turns out, I had some troubles with
the Stick company, but that's another story.)
How I became
'Traktor Topaz'.
As I was approaching my 40th birthday, once again I began to think about
changing my name. I'd been born 'Richard French' back in Henrietta Texas,
but ever since I was 30 I'd been thinking about changing my name. My
theory was that we humans tend to 'act out' our name. The only reason
that this is not always so totally obvious is that each person's idea
of what his name means is very personal, quite ideosyncratic, and not
always visible to an outsider. I figured that, if this were so, maybe
it would be a good idea to consciously choose the name you'd like to
act out.
Although I'd had this theory for ten years, I'd
never found a good name to choose.
As my 40th birthday grew near, once again I was thinking I'd like a
new act, so I was again thinking about getting a new name. And one day
I thought of a name I liked: 'Arthur Cronos'.
I liked it because it was after Arthur, Lord of all Brittany, and after
Jupiter's father, so it had the classical elements. My initials would
be 'AC', as in electricity, and when I signed my name ('ACronos'), it
would mean 'outside of time.'
I was delighted, and so I told my wife I was
going to change my name to Arthur Cronos.
'That's not a very nice name,' she said.
'Oh,' I said, and went away for awhile. About
a week later I came back to her and said, 'You know, I've decided not
to change my name to Arthur Cronos.'
'No?' she said.
'No,' I said, 'I've decided to change my name
to Traktor Topaz instead.'
'Oh,' she said, and she went away for awhile.
For about a week. Then she came up to me one day.
'You know,' she said, 'Arthur Cronos is not
so bad.'
So I legally changed my name to Arthur Cronos.
I thought it would be complicated, but in California it's easy to do.
The judge asked me, 'You want to change your name for business purposes?'
and I said yes, and that was that.
So then a few years later, minus the wife, I'd
just sold a business and I'd been playing this Stick thing for awhile
and I realized that I could probably play well enough to do dinner music
in restaurants, so I needed a stage name.
I couldn't help myself. That name was still
in my back pocket. I had to try it on.
And now, it's funny. More people know me around
the world as Traktor Topaz than ever knew my legal name. I have become
Traktor. So for God's sake, be careful!
Item (to
be arranged)
And Now ...
Traktor Photos Revealed!
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Traktor does Tuxedo!
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Traktor Wigs Out!
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Although I like to drink beer and dance foolishly
as much as the next guy, I've always especially enjoyed softer kinds
of music. I guess my preference is for jazz harmonies with rock and
latin rhythms and elevator-music instrumentation!
At any rate, when I developed my 'Celestial
Jazz' dinner-music act (see tuxedo-head above), I began to concentrate
on standards, bossa-nova, beatle tunes, and 1970's ballads. Still like
them. Still play them. But you never know. Maybe I'll become cool later.

About The Music
Here are some selections of my music, for your
listening enjoyment. Because I've never composed much on touch-style
instruments, most of these songs are played with synthesizers. Hope
you like my compositions.
The blue Shockwave Song Player should appear below, and you operate
its controls just like any tape machine. Click on a song title to place
the title in the 'Current Selection' window, then click the triangle
to play it. The two bars means pause, and the square means stop. You
can adjust the volume with the red slider on the left.
Cassette Titles:
'Left My Heart' and 'Time Will Find You'
Available as:
out of print
Brief Description:
The 'Left My Heart' cassette was a collection of dinner-music
tunes I often presented in my 'Celestial Jazz' act, which was -- surprise!
-- solo dinner music in restaurants. The 'Time Will Find You' cassette
was a collection of my compositions, presented with synthesizers and
multi-track recording. (I refer to my studio as the 'Wide Band'.) All
songs are my own with the exception of 'Theme from Black Orpheus' by
Luis Bonfa.
Production:
For folks as are interested in gear and effects,
the Stick(R) pieces from 'Left My Heart' were played solo on a black
polycarbonate instrument with processing provided by an Ensoniq DP/4.
All the other tunes were played in a synth studio consisting of a
Yamaha controller keyboard, two DX7 modules, an Ensoniq Mirage sampler,
an Oberheim Expander, Simmons Drums and a Yamaha drum machine, and
an Lexicon PCM70 effects unit.
(These days I play a Santucci TrebleBass(TM) equipped with magnetic
and piezo pickups, using Korg ToneWorks pedal arrays into a Barbetta
amplifier, and occasional help from two Axon Neural-Net MIDI converters
going into a WaveStation SR synth module.)
The Tracks:
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- From 'Left My Heart':
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- Celeste with Dark Eyes from Her Window
When There is No Moon --
Spookly lyrics, happily instrumental here.
- Theme from 'Black Orpheus' (Luis Bonfa)
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When I began playing dinner music in restaurants, I always felt
nervous when I started to play, so since I knew this one pretty
well, I always started with this tune. Now it always relaxes me!
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- From 'Time Will Find You':
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- Fly Like Summer Love --
My favorite song.
- Maggie's Song (A Haiku) --
This song is in three parts, and each part has a title. Together,
the three titles make a haiku: "Dreaming in Bright Sunlight,
Swimming in Dark Water, Trusting in Your Heart" It is dedicated
to three Maggies I have known and cared for: Margaret Hurn, Margaret
Northcott, and Adrienne Gallant. Only the third section has any
lyrics, and there only this: "There you go, falling into
love again. Like a fool, trusting in your heart. Did you know,
when you promised 'not again'; did you know you would break your
rule?"
- One Mile Above Brazil --
This fake flute was done on synth, and attempted to do a Carlos-Jobim
trick: playing the same melody over four different but related
chord progressions. But my favorite part of the song is the percussion,
which was played by my drum machine driving samples made by my
friend Rach Cztar ('Rock Star') of the Nuclear Whales, who recorded
all the samples into his Ensoniq Mirage by banging on pipes and
objects in his house. Nice Brazillian percussion, no?
- Big Walter --
True blues-harp fans will recognize that I've stolen the famous
harp solo recorded by Chicago harp-monster Little Walter on his
song 'Juke'. So I call the song 'Big Walter.'
- Time Will Find You -- Traktor Sings!
When will you know? That I know. Time won't let me. Time won't
let me follow you can be my own. When will you find, in your mind,
that you love me? That you want to take me home, for your own,
inside of time. How time changes, you need it so bad, and it's
good. How time changes, the thoughts in the world, as it should.
Should. Time won't let you tarry, if you try. Coming with you,
meet your mom, meet your daddy. We will be happy. When will you
know, that it's so? Time will change you. Time will find you,
far away, in just a little while of time.
- Forest Home --
A very sad song with violin from hell.
Cost: -Not Available-
Order From:
Celestial Jazz, 1001 Bridgeway #216, Sausalito CA 94965
USA.
I'm happy to say I've sold out of my cassettes
on hand, and have no immediate plans to produce further copies, as my
music has moved on. When (someday) I have a new recording for sale,
I'll update this website. Hope you enjoy the tunes!
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