Per un pugno dollari
Turns out that clint spent some time here in the 50s and 60s.
Part of that time as a lifeguard in Renton.
This brings up a strange memory for me.
At the beach in Seward park there is a pottery studio where I once took a class and I remember the guy, big guy, good lookin' fella, who tended the kiln.
What I remember is that he gave me a funny look when I told him to
go ahead and bake my clay.
I just wonder.
In the meantime, the Quartet recording project progresses.
I've located all the players and David is organizing the event.
I'm beside myself with anxiety, which makes it a little hard to type, what with me getting in my way and all.
I am also considering that book of the Bible "Ecclesiastes" which starts out,
Vanity of vanities, all is vanity
This "demo tape" is going to cost a bit, but what the hey?
Watch the following at your own risk.
Then visit Oboeinsight for a vid of Aretha
Which will reassemble your head.
If Respect is better than idolization, I'm doin' it!
She also sings "Nessun Dorma"
And I'm sorry to say pales in comparison to Luci.
It's a nice try but she'll never be better than Aretha
Nor will she ever need to.
For the last few years, I've been writing a series of "concertos" starting at the top of the score with the flute and moving on down through the oboe, clarinet, bassoon, horn, trumpet, trombone, tuba, and violin.
The next in line (unless I want to write a concerto for second violin) is viola.
So I've been writing short pieces for viola and piano to get the feel of the instrument, or at least as much of it as I can get from my viola patch.
Also I'm converting the James Joyce poems from tenor to viola.
The viola has a very dark tone and I get the feeling, at the top of its range that it that it kind of wishes it were a violin.
So that it could fly.
But it's is a more pensive sound.
That's sorta why I thought of the JJ poems
Now that I think of it It seems a good sound for Anna Livia Plurabelle as she floats out to sea.
After that it's the cello.
Which is stuck to the ground with that pointy thing coming out the bottom.
I was once vacationing in a little south sea island.
As soon as I got off the plane I heard some drumming.
Pretty good drumming.
The drumming continued through the night.
The next morning, I asked the desk clerk what it was all about.
The desk clerk told me that it was a very bad thing if the drumming ever stopped.
A very bad thing.
When I asked why, he said;
When drum stop, Bass solo start