Dream is not a revelation. If a dream affords the dreamer some light on himself, it is not the person with closed eyes who makes the discovery but the person with open eyes lucid enough to fit thoughts together. Dream -- a scintillating mirage surrounded by shadows -- is essentially poetry.
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READIN
READIN started out as a place for me
to keep track of what I am reading, and to learn (slowly, slowly)
how to design a web site.
There has been some mission drift
here and there, but in general that's still what it is. Some of
the main things I write about here are
reading books,
listening to (and playing) music, and
watching the movies. Also I write about the
work I do with my hands and with my head; and of course about bringing up Sylvia.
The site is a bit of a work in progress. New features will come on-line now and then; and you will occasionally get error messages in place of the blog, for the forseeable future. Cut me some slack, I'm just doing it for fun! And if you see an error message you think I should know about, please drop me a line. READIN source code is PHP and CSS, and available on request, in case you want to see how it works.
See my reading list for what I'm interested in this year.
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Tuesday, December 25th, 2007
At the pedestrian crossing the sign of a green man lit up. The people who were waiting began to cross the road, stepping on the white stripes painted on the black surface of the asphalt, there is nothing less like a zebra, however, that is what it is called.
This is a promising start to Blindness -- the descriptive language, the comic timing. Also the final line of the first chapter is very nice: "That night the blind man dreamt he was blind."
It will take a little while to really get into the rhythm of the dialogue -- I'm reminded of how it takes some time to get into the groove reading Gaddis.
Spare yourself and don't listen to this one -- very rough. It is a favorite song of mine though, I want to keep working on it. The idea is to integrate the voice with the viola, and have a dialog between the voice and the violin.
Update: see take 2 for the working version. Much better, cleaner, more successful.
posted morning of December 25th, 2007: Respond ➳ More posts about Songs
So strange: a package arrived in the mail, addressed to me, from Lark in the Morning music, a shop of which I have not thought for a long time. I'm pretty sure the last thing I ever bought there was my concertina, in 1985 or so. In the package is an ocarina and a book of tunes, and no information about who sent it. My first two ideas, my father and my uncle John, are both wrong. So, I've got an ocarina. Thanks, whoever sent it! I'm no good with wind instruments. But maybe Sylvia or Ellen will pick it up.
Update: Mystery solved! It is a gift for Sylvia, from her aunt and uncle.
posted evening of December 24th, 2007: Respond ➳ More posts about Music
Merry Xmas, everyone, John Quays and otherwise! Full moon tonight -- I wanted to take a picture because it was pretty gorgeous; but alas the camera's batteries were dead. By the time I got home and got new batteries the moon was behind a cloud and no longer low on the horizon and orange. But I'll take a look later on.
This is awesome! Every day I am coming up with a new fiddle part. I worked this out on viola just now: ABC format, PDF. Might record it tonight, maybe tomorrow. Those 8-beat drones at the end of each line will have violin on top of them. (This is the first transcription I have done directly into C clef.)
In the sober light of morning: This transcription is way wrong. The part sounds pretty sweet, and I'm going to try recording it; but the notation does not correctly tell how to play it. So don't rely on it.
Update: See the new post for a better transcription.
I'm pretty happy with this. I tried putting a solo in but it just doesn't work that way. So I'm just playing it straight through. A couple of bars of solo before the first verse might be something to think about.
Background on this song: it is by an old Country band called the Stanley Brothers, but I have never heard them play it. I heard John Miller's cover on the same disc where I heard The Louisville Burglar -- Thanks Jeffrey! This was Sylvia's favorite song for a while so we listened to it a lot.
The cool thing about this song is, I had been looking for a fiddle part for a while; and then yesterday I just heard the part exactly in my head, and how it would fit in with the vocal. I think it sounds really good together.
Update: Huh, I just listened to the John Miller version again for the first time in a while, and my cover is different in some pretty key ways. That's nice to see. He does a two-bar intro, I'll try and add that next time I play this.
posted morning of December 24th, 2007: Respond ➳ More posts about Fiddling
I wrote out the fiddle part for "Weary Day" -- you can read it in ABC format or PDF. Note the time signature change in the middle of the chorus -- I wasn't sure how else to represent two extra beats in one of the measures. (In the Corelli piece we were playing in the chamber music workshop, the extra-long measure was just written in to the music with no warning, but that seemed a little hard to get used to.)
Very much a working version -- I am not particularly happy with the integration between the vocals and the fiddle; and I don't think I am singing this one very well right now. But there is the germ of something that sounds good in it.
I think The Louisville Burglar is by the Iron Mountain String Band. I heard it on a CD from Jeffrey Davidson's radio show. So now you know.
Hm, well no going to the health club in my day today, like I was planning to do every day of my vacation. Did get a little walking in anyway, we went in to the city to see my sister for brunch and walked around a lot on the lower east side and in Greenwich Village. I just want to mention the Polish deli on 1st Ave. and 7th St. where we got some bread and cheese to bring along with us, it is an excellent place.
I did some fiddling today, the upshot of which is a few posts down. This was the kind of thing I am looking for in music, where I could hear in my head just how the part should sound and how it should fit in with the vocal line. The translation to actual sound was as usually riddled with errors but it actually came close enough this time for me to feel happy about the whole thing.
Before the movie, we ate at a good Chinese restaurant in Montclair, which is a major enough event that I am going to repeat it, with emphasis: A good Chinese restaurant in Montclair. I had been believing for some time that there was no good Chinese restaurant in all of Essex and surrounding counties; so this is a lovely thing to have found out about. It is Sesame, on Bloomfield Ave. not far from the Montclair Book Center and the movie theater. A strange restaurant -- you walk in and get the feeling that it is going to be a lousy, pretentiously high-end fusion restaurant. But once you get over that hunch and look at the actual menu, you see a couple of things that sound good, you get some good smells coming from the kitchen; you realize that it is not really overpriced, just that the first page of the menu is all the highest priced dishes (I still don't quite understand this); and you order. I'm glad I did not let first impressions (and expectations) turn me off to this place.
posted evening of December 22nd, 2007: 2 responses
