Ottmar Liebert’s Diary: Benefit Concert for Cystic Fibrosis Foundation
Ottmar Liebert – Tour Schedule: Benefit Concert for Cystic Fibrosis Foundation
OL + Luna Negra at Popejoy Hall in Albuquerque on September 30th.
You can buy tickets here – select “Search by Event” field and scroll down to Ottmar Liebert & Luna Negra.
Yesterday I made me a pair of Lego glasses:
From John Cage’s 1967 foreword to his book A year from Monday:
I then explained that I believe – and am acting upon – Marshall McLuhan’s statement that we have through electronic technology produced an extension of our brains to the world formerly outside of us. To me that means that the disciplines, gradual (((I think he means the Soto school of Zen))) and sudden (((Rinzai school))), formerly practiced by individuals tp pacify their minds, bringing them into accord with ultimate reality, must now be practiced socially – that is, not just inside our heads, but outside of them, in the world, where our central nervous system effectively now is.
The Monk and the Monkey – nice animated short on Vimeo.
Musicians talking about music. An Andy Zuckerman film. Has his trademark high-tech, white background look, which doesn’t do much for me. Interesting, but it looks like a hospital, like a disection room. Here is a link to his website. He has a Vimeo account and this is a link to a short film for his book Birds. The detail and colors of the birds are fantastic, but the blown out whites look just doesn’t work for me. Very Sixties future… 2001 and all that…
Marginal Revolution: Markets in everything
Music lovers can now be immortalised when they die by having their ashes baked into vinyl records to leave behind for loved ones.
A UK company called And Vinyly is offering people the chance to press their ashes in a vinyl recording of their own voice, their favourite tunes or their last will and testament. Minimalist audiophiles might want to go for the simple option of having no tunes or voiceover, and simply pressing the ashes into the vinyl to result in pops and crackles.
But, who still has a turntable… (((Well, I have one, but the needle is kaputt)))
Old keyboard. A lot of keys no longer worked. I put it in the dishwasher at the lowest setting and took it out before the drying cycle could melt anything. I’ll let you know whether this worked. First I want to make sure it really is dry:
I love walking down the stairs into the bracing cold air in the kitchen, cooled overnight by leaving all of the windows open to the mountain night air. The cold air wakes me up and makes the first cup of tea or coffee seem even hotter in my hands.
How different Glenn Gould performed the first piece from the Well-tempered Clavier, the “Prelude in C Major”. It sounds like a mantra almost, the way he turned the second half of each phrase into a slightly staccato statement. Unusual and compelling, I had to download it from iTunes yesterday, and listened to it half a dozen times in a row, right away. I realized what makes Bach so grand is the absence of rhythm, the falling away of rhythm in favor of harmony. As if one sibling stepped aside to allow another to shine.
iTunes album link.