Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Violin duet

O.K. the violin duet link has been updated. Now it's a live recording.
Matthew Weiss and Alan Sholl did a wonderful job of capturing the soul of the piece.
Thanks guys.
The piece is called "Far. Cry. Blue."
Think of it as a chord. All the words at the same time so they mingle and resonate with each other.
Consequently, I am in a good mood.
To paraphrase Tolstoy's opening remarks in Anna Karenina, all good moods are alike.
The bad moods all have their own unique qualities.

Or something like that.

Anyway, have a happy holiday season.
Love, Joy and eggnog to you all.



Blogger butch said...

Kudos to Weiss and Sholl whose soulful playing left me short of breath. In just a little over 6 minutes we journeyed together from village, through forest, into farms, then suburbs, then urban jungle; late at night, early in the morning, before the populus is stirring, passing the odd barking dog, and scurrying cat, twice seeing homeless ones wrapped in tattered blankets in doorways, and another next to the green dumpster behind Subway. About midway in the piece I heard some Ennio Morricone kind of bars, a long drawn out gaggle of notes, sighing, wailing, but held in to a slow painfully calm tempo, stopping at the bay, staring into the dark water, out into the night, and marveled at the running lights on a super ferry, some pesky fog, the bleat of the Yakima as it nears the docks, and the inching forward of the two cars in line, and the nine walk on passengers, hearing the hungry gulls but not seeing them, except as they soar through the streetlights and the docklights; an ode to a port city, probably Seattle, sleepy and dangerous, mellow yet malicious. And the plucking tickled my nose.

By the way I have taken you up on your offer and have started posting privledges on FEEL FREE TO READ, the latest Palmer Blog, which has now, with my 60+ postings today alone, become the Palmer/Buttkus bastion of literarcy, of humor, of poetry, and critique of all things celluloid.

I have to stare hard at Melva this week, because next Wednesday, she will wing east to Baltimore to visit with our oldest daughter, and our latest grandson, Ethan. She will stay out there 17 days, over Christmas, back in time for New Years. Woe is me, what a grand bachelor's life I will lead, enit?


3:33 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hallo, Lane!
Herzliche Glückwünsche zur Tonträger-Aufnahme Deines "Violin Duets"!! (Endlich!)
Schöne Grüße von der LL und mir an Meredith, Keth, Butch, und (natürlich) Dich, selbst!

8:33 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

To all English-language readers of FFTL, my English-language text for the Staatstheater's Web-Site for this coming summer'sFestival production of "Carmen":
Click on the British flag after clicking on "Start" at the Theater's Web-Site:
Errors in the text result from the Web-coordinator's attempt to copy my text into the Web-Site.
-- Anonomann

8:40 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hallo, Glenn!
Your piece on Lane's recording is poetry incarnate; GREAT!!!!!!!!!!
Think of Melva's absence this way: You'll have more time to write great poetic articles!!
How did the "beard-feud" work out with said Melva??

8:45 AM  
Blogger butch said...


Thanks for the terrific response to my poetic dribblings. I wrote some interesting prose pieces on Alex Shapiro's site as well as response to some mp3 snippets of her wonderful music, if you want to read some more.

Melva is still not ecstatic about my month old beard now, that I keep very well trimmed up. She has condescended to give me the odd smooch these days, but she grimaces as she does it. I kind of like the look, certainly different for me. I have been clean shaven for 15 years now, after having a moustache for over 20 years. Odd the things a man will do for a woman, for love.

If you have some time mein Herr, please click on FEEL FREE TO READ, and take a peek at 700 pages of vintage Butch Buttkus narrative, reviews, and poetry.


7:47 PM  

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