New Ableton PUSH set up.

For the last couple of months I’ve been working on a new Ableton PUSH set up for live performance.  I’ll write a more extensive piece on this in the next couple of weeks, but this is briefly what I’ve been working with:

I’m seeing the whole set up as a complete instrument.  It’s a hybrid – a DJ set up and live instrument matched together.  In my left hand I have the DJ controls – volume faders, a cross faders and knobs controlling filters, delays and the sounds of the TB 303 emulator that I’m running.  In my right hand are the live instruments I’m playing.  I use the PUSH to program beats on the fly, use the step sequencer and play lead lines and bass lines. I also trigger samples with this hand and “play” the filters of the Moog Minitaur

My goal with this set up is to essentially improvise a dance set.  Start with just a couple of sounds and loops and rock a dance floor for an hour.  No set can or will ever be the same – it will depend on the night, crowd and how everything comes together.

I also have a random acid house generator spitting out patterns when I really want to take a completely unplanned detour and see what I can do with it.  Kind of like life – taking what’s handed to you and doing the best you can with what the universe has given to you.  : ) More on some of the details of the set up and tips on live performance with PUSH to come.


Dan Freeman (CØm1x) Ableton PUSH live.

Dan Freeman (CØm1x) Ableton PUSH live.












December 26, 2014 – Ableton PUSH Set @ GLOW

On Friday, December 26, I’ll be doing a special Live PUSH and visuals set @ GLOW, a music and visual art party in NYC with visual artist 0h10M1ke.  I’m really excited about moving this scene forward in 2015.


CØm1x & Øh10M1ke 11/4/14

Doing a set this Tuesday 11/4 @ 10:30 at the Delancey in NYC on the Ableton PUSH with my Comandante Zero bandmate 0h10M1ke. The Warper Party is always a fantastic place to see cutting edge new performance techniques.

Dr. David L. Freeman: Piano Favorites

My father, Dr. David L. Freeman passed away exactly a year ago today on July 8, 2012.  A month before his passing, we did a recording session in Brooklyn for a record we planned on doing together.  He was an excellent amateur pianist and loved solo piano records of old standards.  I put the tracks away for months because the emotions were too raw.  But last month I was able to finishing editing it and master engineer Bob Power mixed it.  It’s my tribute to my dad.  Feel free to listen to it and download it.  If you would like to pay, all proceeds will go to the Boston Piano Amateurs, an organization my dad was an active part of and spent a lot of happy moments with.


Bass Interlude

This fall for me marks exactly 25 years since I picked up the bass guitar.  My love for this instrument has really shaped my life and marked me so deeply as a person.  It was September, 1987 that my mom finally gave into my begging and bought me my first bass.  She wasn’t sure that I was particularly serious about the instrument, so my first bass cost about $200 and was a deep purple-red, suited to those hair metal times.  I also got a crappy 50 watt Gorilla amplifier.  I was ecstatic.  Ever since I had learned what the bass was, I had been obsessed with it and to finally have my own instrument made me so happy.  I immediately sat down to practice it and quickly figured out my favorite song at the time ‘With Or Without You’ by U2.  No matter how tech heavy I’ve gotten since then, or deep into digital music and production, in the end my favorite thing is to feel that wooden body and those metal strings against my fingers.  So thank you, bass guitar, for giving me so much joy over the past quarter century.


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Northside Festival – 6.15.12

This Friday, June 15 we’ll be doing an 8:00 set at the Paper Box in Bushwick as part of the Northside Festival.  More deets here.

Comandante Zero @ The Northside Festival

Comandante Zero @ The Northside Festival



Together Festival Recap

Here’s a cool Dubspot vid recapping the Together Festival workshops from April, 2012.  Always an honor to work with such a talented bunch of folks…

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More Festival De La Imagen Photos

Here’s another pic from the April 19th show in Manizales, Colombia.  For the entire album, go here

.CØ - Live In Manizales, Colombia. Apil 19, 2012. Dan FreeMan (CØm1x), Jibrail Nor, Øh1ØM1ke

.CØ - Live In Manizales, Colombia. Apil 19, 2012. Dan FreeMan (CØm1x), Jibrail Nor, Øh1ØM1ke



3 Hours In Bogota

On April 22, 2012 we arrived in Bogota from Manizales on our way back to NYC.  We had an 8 hour layover and decided that since we were in one of Latin America’s great cities, we should at least try and check it out.  The impression of Bogota you get, at least from the airport, is one of a city that is slightly ramshackle with an undercurrent of desperation.  Upon arriving, we pulled bags of equipment out of the airport bus and a man in a red uniform loaded them on a cart. He brought us to another guy who firstly tried to convince us to wrap them in blue plastic. The price for this service was 10.00 US a bag.  After we declined, he pointed out that the United Airlines counter wouldn’t be checking bags for 3 more hours and offered to store them for a discounted price. The thought of this guy watching over a couple of grand of equipment didn’t excite us and we turned him down.  I then asked at the Avianca desk for official airport storage and found that it only cost roughly 4.00 a bag. We were now free to go.
I had asked Roberto, another artist from the festival, of a central point we could tell a cabbie to go and he told us the Plaza Bolivar. The cabbie drove us on the highway into Bogota as the sun was setting. Bogota is surrounded by imposing mountains which give a beauty to the city, especially to an American northeasterner who’s spent his whole life at sea level.

CØ - Slouching Towards Bogota

     On the way to the Plaza Bolivar we drove through the ‘Tolerance Zone’ a district where prostitution is legal, and the streets were full of women. There is a kind of universality to street hookers whether in Amsterdam, NYC, Sao Paulo or Bogota. You definitely know them when you see them. Obviously the clothes give them away, but it’s also the hardness of their faces.
On dropping us off, the driver pointed out the cops in their green, military-like uniforms and told us that we could always ask them for help if necessary.
The Plaza Bolivar is a vast square with a cathedral on one side and other large, government buildings on the other. There were relatively few people and there were several indigenous looking men who had alpacas that they were allowing tourists to pose with for money.
We decided we’d walk through the streets in the perimeter. Bogota definitely has a far faster pace than Manizales, the speed of the walkers is closer to that of NYC. The ramshackle quality of the airport was evident in these streets, as was the desperation – the street vendors and the indigents.
We passed an art space named after Gabriel Garcia Marquez. I decided that it might be a good place to check out and pull out a map, away from the street. Art spaces in cities are often urban oases and this one was no exception.  It was dedicated to photos of writers in their studios at work.  There were 3 other people there and I walked up to one of them, a woman writing in her notebook, and asked her if there were any places nearby we could check out since we were from NYC and in town for only 2 hours.  She looked at me pretty skeptically, but then said she was walking towards another area and we were free to follow her.

Øh1ØM1ke and Jibrail Nor at the Casa Cultural Garcia Marquez. 4/21/12

We left the art center and she pointed out the huge library, an art center and the Botero Museum. (Whose work I’ve always loved, unfortunately it was closed).  The streets became narrow and hilly. She explained that this was the original area of the city built by the Spanish colonizers. We came across a plaza where there was a crowd gathered around a guy with a guitar.  Here was the place of the storytellers she explained.
We walked by a street where people were lined up outside of a door waiting to get in. These were the theaters. Bogota is a center of Latin American theater. She led us in one and I was greeted by a guy in a jester outfit. The show was about to start, but we didn’t have the time to see it so we moved on to another theater.

Me with a jester.

Upon reaching the next theater, she explained, that it was the Teatro La Candelaria, one of most famous theater companies in Latin America due to the fame of its director Santiago Garcia.  Upon entering the theater, which like the other had a Spanish style courtyard within the building, I was taken by her to meet Santiago Garcia himself who was sitting in a chair in a room to the side of the theater. She explained that I was a musician from New York and he allowed me to take his picture.

Santiago Garcia at the Teatro La Candelaria.  (Pic by Dan FreeMan)

Santiago Garcia at the Teatro La Candelaria. (Pic by Dan FreeMan)

We continued on down an ancient little street that was medieval in its narrowness. It had begun to rain quite hard with thunder and lighting which apparently is quite common in Bogota at this time of year.  The construction of the ancient street made sense.  The street stood a good foot beneath the sidewalk and the stores.  I imagine with the heavy rains, the street was meant to double as a little canal, channeling the water down the hills.  I’ve never seen a street like this in the Western Hemisphere and it had a real beauty to it.

Ancient street in Bogota. April 21, 2012. CØ

She insisted that we needed a drink of Chicha, the fermented corn drink that belonged to the natives who then introduced it to the Spaniards.  We entered a small cafe and grabbed ourselves a room. The Chicha was great, kind of like a corn flavored sparkling cider. It was even served in an old Jack Daniels bottle.

A Glass Of Chicha.

The woman finally told us her name – Lylo and explained that she was a writer, especially of plays. She showed us a book she was reading – it was Ambrose Bierce, one of my favorite writers.  We chatted about American authors, gave her a CD and Mike drew her portrait. We then left with her to go find some food.

Øh1ØM1ke drawing Lylo.

Lylo said she didn’t trust the street food, which made sense. After trying a few places, we found a place where we could have some arrepas and empanadas. We were continuously approached by ragged looking guys asking for food or money.

While we were eating the arrepas, she told us the story of something she had seen that day: One of the indigentes (the homeless) had fallen and hit his head on the sidewalk.  As the blood poured from his head, pigeons gathered around it and drank it.  Stories like these, of the city’s faceless and desperate provided the characters in her writing. It reminded me of a couple from a party the night before in Manizales who told me of going to shoot pictures in Bogota’s main cemetery on a Monday, the traditional day of the dead. There the prostitutes gathered and prayed to the statues in order find a man who would help them escape the life that they lived.  Bogota is an incredible mix of extreme poverty and suffering alongside natural, architectural and cultural beauty. In a sense a more extreme version of my own city.  I really can’t thank Lylo enough for having shown us a glimpse of this place.

Jibrail Nor, Lylo, Dan FreeMan and Øh1ØM1ke. Bogota, April 21, 2012.

We drove back to the airport together in a cab (after avoiding the several indigentes who tried to help us in).  We talked about our families and being artists. We said bye in front of the International Terminal and returned to the line for our flight to the US.