Last period from Friday evening through Saturday evening, regarded as a time for leisure, I went for a long walk in the country or wilderness up a nearby geographical assemblage of rocks or series of strata having some common characteristic. It's a long steep slope, one at the edge of a plateau or separating areas of land at different heights, which showcases rock formations that are visible on the surface of hard sedimentary rock, composed mainly of calcium carbonate or dolomite, used as building material and in the making of cement to the surrounding part of the earth's surface that is not covered by water, as opposed to the sea or air. Walking on the beaten path through rough country such as a forest or moor along the areas next to a steep drop gives some nice sights or prospects, typically of attractive natural scenery, that can be taken in by the eye from a particular place, including my place for human habitation, one that is lived in by a family or small group of people. The only matter or situation regarded as unwelcome or harmful and needing to be dealt with or overcome was that my coverings for the foot, typically made of leather, with a sturdy sole and not reaching above the ankle were too small, so soon my lower extremities of the leg below the ankle, on which a person stands or walks began to hurt. Additionally, we forgot to bring a colourless, transparent, odourless, tasteless liquid that forms the seas, lakes, rivers, and rain and is the basis of the fluids of living organisms. So there were pleasant events or occurrences that leave an impression on someone combined with unpleasant ones.
One interesting object that one need not, cannot, or does not wish to give a specific name to, to note is that there are slender, fast-growing trees that have thin bark (often peeling) and bear catkins along the steep rock face's area next to a steep drop which are thousands of the time taken by a planet to make one revolution around the sun old. Once the long walk in the country or wilderness was over, we returned to our thing used for transporting people or goods on land, such as a car, truck, or cart, only to find a notice telling a driver of a fine imposed for parking illegally, typically attached to a car windshield! Which was kind of annoying, since this space allocated for a specific purpose had gigantic, well paved paved strips alongside a road for stopping on, as well as several conspicuous buildings or areas used for a specified purpose or activity, of interest. But it was a no stopping area or stretch of land having a particular characteristic, purpose, or use, or subject to particular restrictions, so I guess this is just the civil force of a national or local government, responsible for the prevention and detection of crime and the maintenance of public order trying to make some current medium of exchange in the form of coins and banknotes. Oh well.
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Wednesday, 10 April 2013
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Saturday, 2 February 2013
Ambient Music
Lately, I've been listening to ambient music more frequently. I think I've developed a taste for it - at least the sort of slow moving, spacey kind. What interests me is the kind where it's essentially a set of chords which are drawn out over a long period of time. I don't mean slow like ASLSP; I just mean long enough that you can really think about what every chord sounds like.
Anyway, so I took this idea and turned it into my own piece of music. It's on my YouTube channel:
I don't want to brag here, but I really like listening to this song. But enough of that, I want to explain how it works:
The piece, in its written form, consists of 30 distinct chordal changes. What I did was I played each part, individually, on a synthesizer, extending each chord for as long as I felt sounded right. Since it is fifteen minutes long, this averages out to a change every thirty seconds.
Somehow, this kind of slow progression seems to hold my attention. Maybe it's because of the ringing reverberation between notes? I don't know. Anyway, what do you think?
Tuesday, 15 January 2013
Hollow Flame
...and I just put a stupid recollection on the internet for everybody to see.
I need to post more!
Wednesday, 28 November 2012
Trial
Remember how I said I'd transcribed "Train" from Einstein on the Beach? Well, I just did it for the "Trial" scene, too! If you'd like it, again, just email me! Don't be shy! [EDIT(10/04/2012): Actually, do. I was just saying that.] I don't get a lot of email anyway.
Oh, by the way:
Oh, by the way:
Monday, 19 November 2012
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