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Esmerelda Weatherwax |
The blog has been quiet of late because nothing of any
significance has happened.
Six days shalt thou labour, and on the seventh day shall
thou be confronted by the Client, who has a proper two-day weekend, and verily
shall he insist on talking Shop. Yea, and verily shall there be a full, frank,
and extremely profane exchange of views.
That was the excitement last weekend.
This weekend, such as it is, consisted of me adding to my
collection of musical recordings and uploading them to YouTube. I have at last
figured out how to get the EWI to sound reasonable when piped through the
computer. Increase the sampling rate. A welcome side effect is the sound that
now comes out of the machine is no longer delayed, so I hear what I’m playing
pretty much immediately rather than a fraction of a second late, which makes
playing to anything like a sensible tempo a questionable ability.
My own ability remains fairly questionable, but abetted by a
microphone, some coaxial cables, a computer, a webcam and sound card, and Audacity
I have been having some fun recording and mixing. A recent effort produced
three tracks of Muggins playing Misirlou on three tenor recorders. Actually one
recorder, recorded three times and then multi-tracked. Arranged, mixed, and
performed by me.
Interesting that Dick Dale and the Deltones (who did the
extremely electric version of Misirlou that you know from Pulp Fiction) hold
the copyright. I’m amused that a tune that existed before 1919 and is performed
by me off sheet music published in 1936 can be copyright DD&D in 1963.
However, I’m not a copyright lawyer, so I guess I’ll suck up the ads that may
pop up on YouTube.
For what it’s worth, anyone who wishes to see and hear my
eclectic collection of musical work may search for my real name on YouTube with
the word ‘recorder’.
The job continues to stink. The Minister of Paper Clips, who
says he’s desperate for all the designs to be completed, delights in finding
further and more ingenious ways to delay his approvals. A recent one was to
resubmit everything he’s already got in a slightly different format. He’ll be
getting it in 16-point Comic Sans if I get my way, along with a plain brown
envelope containing some non-toxic crayons.
That’s it then. Day in, day out. Six days a week. I’ve not
been out of the region since August 2015 and I’m getting a little stir crazy.
There is a trip to UK planned, but that’s not until September 2016, and I have insufficient annual leave to go anywhere else between now and then.
I am holding on to my life, but my sanity is in tatters.
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