Friday, December 12, 2008

Fab Four in Ballard

So, here's where I was today...

Actually I think that portion of Seattle, north of Ballard, is called Blue Ridge.

It's been awhile since I lived there (1947 - 1951), so don't count on it.

Front row, M.K. Talvi - Ilkka Talvi - Walter Gray - Rachel Swerdlow.

Hiding in back,
David Paul Mesler - Doug Palmer

The pic was shot with

  • M. K. Talvi's

  • camera with Meredith pushing the button.

    It was a terrific experience for me. None, none, of the disasters that kept me awake all last night occurred.
    They read it, performed it, recorded it.
    And it sounds great to me.
    The computer simulations can't hold a candle to the real thing.
    And this was the real thing.

    Thanks again, you guys.

    Thanks again to the Fab Four from the Ballard Savanthaus Orchestra.

    I'll get the thing converted to mp3 and post it as soon as I catch up on my sleep.


    Blogger Jannie said...

    I wanna hear dat!!

    6:38 AM  
    Blogger Lane Savant said...

    Darn, I missed a joke possibility.
    I should have said "hiding behind Walter's hair".

    Sic semper joculum mundi

    10:26 AM  
    Blogger butch said...

    Yes, computers are cool, but there is nothing like the old fashioned notion of actual real breathing persons playing actual instruments when it comes to your compositions. It should be a musical apex to just listen to this next mp3. It is so cool just to see the pic. Imagine the coolness of the ear orgasm that is coming, brewing, being set up?

    Gottenhimmel, 65 comments on the last comment. That has to be a FFTL record. Nost R. Damus is a new recruit to the blogroll of dead, near dead, and barely alive participants that flood the comments on occasion. Some of them are even spilling over onto Jannie Funster's blog. Now that is cool, enit?

    It did snow a couple inches in Tacoma, to greet me as I emerged from the TFC screening and Christmas party, but last night no more of the white stuff fell down here in the South Sound. But black ice was pretty bad on the streets and freeways coming to work this morning. There are always those assholes that will not slow down, passing you as you attempt to drive cautiously. Makes one for the Punk Laser cannon that they used to sell years ago; mount them on your hood. It was 20 degrees for me, but no ice on the windshield. Go figure. High of freezing today.

    Well blue Monday became Black Ice Monday. They say the sun will come out today and tease us to walk around in the sub-zero windchill.

    My youngest daughter is splitting up with her boyfriend, and has moved back in with us. Nothing like the family circus and soap opera to keep one on their toes. She is so sad though it is hard to bear for we parents.


    6:05 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    You look pretty jazzed and pumped up in that pic, Dougie. Must be pretty exciting hearing your music become "real".

    ........Eddy Emerald

    6:10 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Congratulations, Loverboy. We all knew you could get it done. But try not to get a big head over this success. Remember, thou are mortal. Mores the pity.


    6:12 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Yes, yes, kudos to you for this magnificent achievement. We here at the FFTL fanbase central are all abuzz over this latest accomplishment.

    ...........Edgar Poo

    6:13 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    My inquiry has to do with the sexual orientation of the musicians. Unless at least one of them was gay, there will not be the "heart" appearing in the piece. No one feels the music like your gay brethern.

    ...........Tiny Tim

    6:15 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Please Tiny, get off that fag rag. Just be happy for the Sir Savant and the Dougster, and Miss M., for their joy shows in the faces of those Fab Four, and David and Doug. Do not try and detract or subtract with your simpering sob sister inquiries.

    ............Elton's John

    6:18 AM  
    Blogger butch said...

    I love the fact that it was Jannie who started off the comments roll this time. That Texican Canuck gal does get around. No moss grows on her bra.


    6:19 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    The Aztec Calendar shows clearly that the world ends in 2020, or was it 2012? Either way we need make hay every day, and let a smile be your umbrella; at least get your shit together. I will be there to help you lift it.

    .........Yaul Brenner

    6:22 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Is there no one but Sherman and Butch who cares what happened at Little Big Horn? I loved the Johnny Cash references, but there have not been as many hits on my posting on FFTR as I had hoped for. And by the way, atta-boy,
    Douglas--you just keep writing down those notes. Your reputation is soaring on both sides of the veil.

    ..........General George C.

    6:24 AM  
    Blogger butch said...

    I lived in Ballard in 1954-55. I never heard of Blue Ridge. I thought Mountlake Terrace was north of Ballard.


    6:26 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Yeah Punkster, Dougster, Savantster....youse done gud. We in da famly alweez new youse was brilliant as hell. Maybe youse can make sum scratch on dis rekord, and den we can shake youse down, just like dem old days. (heh, heh, I almost typed gays)


    6:29 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    We, son, you were a piss poor soldier, so maybe you can redeem yourself in the eyes of your peers and your superiors, by becoming a moderate success as a sorry ass composer. Keep up the good work. Outstanding achievement!

    ...........George Patton

    6:31 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    I predicted your success on page 110 of my prognostications. Check it out. "In the year of the monkey, in the 21st century, in a land far away and full of savages, there will rise up a calming voice, a musician, perhaps a composer; Sigmus Savante. His music will sooth those savage breasts and keep the peace."

    ............Nost R. Damus

    6:34 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    I agree that this is a splendid thing you have done here, Private Palmer. Who knew when you were just another grease monkey in the motor pool, what a grand celebrity you might become. Personally, I prefer military marches. Sousa is my cup of coffee.

    ..........five Star Ike

    8:24 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Your tunes are far out, man, and I know a lot about remote musical horizons.

    ..............Capt. Beefheart

    8:26 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Maybe we can get together in your garage, Doug, and let my group record your composition. Together we could put it over.

    ..........P.D.Q. Bach

    8:27 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    You need more short people playing harmonicas, dude. That will give you an edge, and God knows you need an edge.

    ..........Spike Jones

    PS: contact the Harmonicats

    8:28 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    I just want to know if Jannie will let me perform in her musical, I NEED A MAN? I like her style.

    ..........Elton's John

    8:29 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    I already got dibs on her cute Texas behind. I would be the one to class up her musical.

    .........Stephen Raymond Vaughn

    8:30 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Be cool, guys. Everyone knows that THE celebrity that will appear in her musical would be mineself. She has made it known far and wide that she is my girl, and wants to be. Besides, no one can do that country sanging like I can.

    ...........Bob Dylan

    8:34 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Vai to go, Stevie Ray!

    .....Eric Clappedout

    2:51 PM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Hallo, Lane!!!
    You got a really high-powered quartet of top-quality musicians to record your quartet; I look forward to hearing the results after I come on 8 January.
    That this prime group of musicians did not need $30 worth of worthless Starbucks coffee to keep awake is a tribute to your composition!!

    1:47 AM  

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