Thank you for the limerick. :-)
Having just watched Steve Job's keynote address I now have only good options. 1 - Good - My iBook is reparable and I don't lose any data. 2 - Better - I lose my hard disk and can replace it with a bigger one. 3 - Best - I lose the whole machine and the insurance money contributes to an Intel Mac.
So, that and the limerick have cheered me up no end.
OK. Distraction over. Theremin stuff follows.
Listened to Best of Spellbound 2005. Really great to hear a bunch of familiar names. Kudos to everyone mentioned.
The avant-garde section was odd - mostly tracks I have previously enjoyed immensely, but they did not seem to work well together. Perhaps I was put into the wrong mood by David's somewhat apologetic introduction. And then the next batch was "real" music. OK, I heard the quote marks so I'm not offended, but still.
I have no problem with "real" music. I enjoy it, and I am impressed by people who can drill scales for hours on end and can not only reproduce other people's work but add their own special touch to it too. However, learning by rote is not for me. What I enjoy is exploration and discovery, and this is the method of choice for avant-garde music.
All this time taken not recording myself is starting to pay off. I have an increasingly clear idea of what I am doing. I even have a name for it - Beneath the Cavern of the Soup Dragon.
That's going to take a little explanation.
The Clangers (http://www.bbc.co.uk/cult/classic/clangers/index.shtml) was a cartoon when I was a kid. It was an introduction to music and astronomy - set on an alien world where everything had a musical aspect to it, from the Metal Chicken that watched over the planet to the Soup Dragon, curator of the soup well deep under the surface of the planet. Also it had a completely surreal quality to it. Nowhere else in the universe would a love song sung by two handbags make sense!
In short, it was my introduction to avant-garde music, and it is there that I am starting from. But of course the Clangers was for children, so our visits to the world of the clangers were cautious. Perhaps even more wonders lay further into the depths of the planet. Strange regions that are both disturbing and wonderful.
This is the place that I am exploring, traveling by theremin if you will, and I am making discoveries. My intention is to report some of these findings once I have a good selection, in the form of an audio travelogue without narration, where, accompanied by the increasingly nervous Glow Buzzers, a party of clangers journey into new territory, discovering such marvels as the cave of wailing ghosts and the beauty of the eternal firefalls.
Having just watched Steve Job's keynote address I now have only good options. 1 - Good - My iBook is reparable and I don't lose any data. 2 - Better - I lose my hard disk and can replace it with a bigger one. 3 - Best - I lose the whole machine and the insurance money contributes to an Intel Mac.
So, that and the limerick have cheered me up no end.
OK. Distraction over. Theremin stuff follows.
Listened to Best of Spellbound 2005. Really great to hear a bunch of familiar names. Kudos to everyone mentioned.
The avant-garde section was odd - mostly tracks I have previously enjoyed immensely, but they did not seem to work well together. Perhaps I was put into the wrong mood by David's somewhat apologetic introduction. And then the next batch was "real" music. OK, I heard the quote marks so I'm not offended, but still.
I have no problem with "real" music. I enjoy it, and I am impressed by people who can drill scales for hours on end and can not only reproduce other people's work but add their own special touch to it too. However, learning by rote is not for me. What I enjoy is exploration and discovery, and this is the method of choice for avant-garde music.
All this time taken not recording myself is starting to pay off. I have an increasingly clear idea of what I am doing. I even have a name for it - Beneath the Cavern of the Soup Dragon.
That's going to take a little explanation.
The Clangers (http://www.bbc.co.uk/cult/classic/clangers/index.shtml) was a cartoon when I was a kid. It was an introduction to music and astronomy - set on an alien world where everything had a musical aspect to it, from the Metal Chicken that watched over the planet to the Soup Dragon, curator of the soup well deep under the surface of the planet. Also it had a completely surreal quality to it. Nowhere else in the universe would a love song sung by two handbags make sense!
In short, it was my introduction to avant-garde music, and it is there that I am starting from. But of course the Clangers was for children, so our visits to the world of the clangers were cautious. Perhaps even more wonders lay further into the depths of the planet. Strange regions that are both disturbing and wonderful.
This is the place that I am exploring, traveling by theremin if you will, and I am making discoveries. My intention is to report some of these findings once I have a good selection, in the form of an audio travelogue without narration, where, accompanied by the increasingly nervous Glow Buzzers, a party of clangers journey into new territory, discovering such marvels as the cave of wailing ghosts and the beauty of the eternal firefalls.