I must be finally learning my way around the fiddle. I picked it up this afternoon and played “Ida Red” in A rather than in G, the way I learned it.
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Conference Call Performance Art
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Participated in a conference call about a telematic concert today. Seemed like the performance had already begun.
Stupid Field Recording Tricks
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Fostex FR2-LE owners: Don’t plug your headphones into the remote jack! I did this by accident during a recent night-time recording session and was convinced my recorder was suddenly bricked. No harm done, once I figured out my mistake.
Making Progress With a Second Language
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How about adding foreign language vocabulary review during all those UI progress bars? Bonjour! Comment allez-vous?
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Just learned that John Hartford’s Mark Twang was recorded in 2 takes: 1 for each side of the album.
Future Connections
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With the flying cars of the future we’ll have parking spaces and garages but no roads. What about a future with roads but no parking spaces or garages?
Goodbye, Babylon Marathon
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Goodbye, Babylon: I’ve made it to disc 5 of 6. I definitely understand what all the fuss was about and can’t wait to hear some of the tracks over again. But I’m feeling a little overwhelmed and not sure I’ll make it all the way through the last stretch. When did box sets become such an athletic pursuit? Looking forward to the Dust-to-Digital 78 Days to Amazing Abs workout set.
THATCamp
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Just registered for THATCamp Alabama in early August. Looking forward to geeking out in Tuscaloosa.
Wilma Deering is my Co-pilot
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The NYTimes ran a concise profile of Pauline Oliveros that includes a reference to the formative impact that Buck Roger’s co-pilot Wilma Deering had on Pauline.
Listening as Creative Act
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Allan Kozinn get’s it in yesterday’s NYTimes article about John Cage’s 4’33”.
…I sat back, closed my eyes and did what Cage so often recommended: I listened. I made no effort to separate the strands of conversation or to focus on what people were saying. I was simply grabbed by the sheer mass of sound, human and mechanical. It sounded intensely musical to me, noisy as it was, and once I began hearing it that way, I couldn’t stop.