Here are a couple of photos from my short trip to the Santa Cruz Reservoir this week. After 34 years of living in Santa Fe the New Mexico landscape continues to move me. Space to get lost in.
Here is a quote from Ursula LeGuin’s book The Lathe of Heaven
“Are there really people without resentment, without hate? she wondered. People who never go cross-grained to the universe? Who recognize evil, and resist evil, and yet are utterly unaffected by it?
Of course there are. Countless, the living and the dead. Those who have returned in pure compassion to the wheel, those who follow the way that cannot be followed without knowing they follow it, the sharecropper’s wife in Alabama and the lama in Tibet and the entomologist in Peru and the mill worker in Odessa and the greengrocer in London and the goatherd in Nigeria and the old, old man sharpening a stick by a dry streambed somewhere in Australia, and all the others. There is not one of us who has not known them There are enough of them, enough to keep us going. Perhaps.”
I read the book a while ago but was reminded of the quote here.
Tuesday afternoon. Rain is falling. Windows and doors are open and the house inhales the petrichor. It’s a lovely scent and I never tire of it.
Petrichor is the earthy scent produced when rain falls on dry soil. The word is constructed from Greek petra, “rock”, or petros, “stone”, and īchōr, the fluid that flows in the veins of the gods in Greek mythology.
I slipped my phone inside the guitar and the result is interesting. The sound is much better than I expected and the movement of the strings much more extreme than I imagined.
You can find another video like the above on Instagram: Indigo
Today would have been Carl Coletti’s 59th birthday. Play on, you are not forgotten. See this post from 2015.
Six songs are basically finished now. Well, as finished as they can be without actually getting together with musicians in the studio. Meaning that all performances belong to Jon and me and no one else… Basically they are Dropbox recordings. (((we share files via Dropbox and have been doing that for many years))) I haven’t actually seen Jon in months. We had a zoom dinner, which was great, but we haven’t been in the studio together. At some point Robby and Char, percussion/drums and accordion, will record for this album, but there is a beauty to the music as it is and as it reflects my feelings and my work of the first half of 2020.
I am thinking of releasing these six songs as an EP this summer and then releasing the finished and polished album later this year.
If I release the EP this summer I will focus my attention on slow2, a new album that follows the sound of slow, while adding upright bass to the palette.
PS: ha! I already have eight songs, not six.
Last year I started reading A People’s History of the United States. What a bloody history we have. I have to read small sections of this book at a time, and let time pass between them, or it becomes too overwhelmingly sad. I am reminded of being in middle school and learning about German history. These are hard lessons, difficult lessons, but I find that they are also important lessons.
I still remember the first time I taught colonial history at the LSE.
LSE students are among Britain’s finest: they graduate from top schools, perform brilliantly on their A-level exams. And yet when I gave a lecture about the Indian famines of the late 19th century to a classroom full of third years, I was met with blank stares. As a direct result of British policy, 30 million Indians died needlessly of hunger between 1875 and 1902. Laid head to foot, their corpses would stretch the length of England, from Dover to the Scottish borders, 85 times over.
No one in the classroom had ever heard of it.
The whole post is eye opening and I recommend it.
During my early morning walk I saw this headline in the local paper:
Mayor Alan Webber said Wednesday he plans to call for the removal of three controversial monuments in Santa Fe, including an obelisk in the heart of downtown that will be at the center of a rally Thursday led by indigenous activists.
The mayor also announced plans to form a commission that will evaluate every statue and monument in the city and help determine their fate — a move former Mayor Javier Gonzales started but that hadn’t gained traction until now. In addition, Webber said he planned to sign an emergency proclamation Wednesday “addressing institutional racism,” which “recognizes that we are taking action both to address the moral truth of the moment and also the legal truth of the moment.”
Yesterday I spent an hour and a half in the studio, working on moving stuff from the old old G4 to the new old G4. I decided to move the two hardware bays from the old old Mac, with two drives in each, to the new old Mac, which had one drive in one bay plus an empty bay. The computer started up right away and I rejoiced. I moved the RAM from the old old to the new old. The computer started up… but then it shut down and I spent the rest of the time troubleshooting connectors and cables. I noticed that the internal fan of the new old G4 was filthy and I replaced it with the clean fan in my old machine.
The afternoon ended terribly with the new old computer refusing to turn on. Sometimes it made it past the Boing only to shut down a few seconds later.
So this morning it was with a lot of trepidation that entered the studio to wrestle with the machines. I checked the connections and moved the ProTools PCI cards to the new old machine. I pressed the power button. It started up…
The rest was easy. I disconnected everything and placed the Mac into the enclosure. Then I connected the screen and USB extenders, the ProTools cable and everything else. The computer started up and at 1015 this morning the sound of music was once again playing in my studio.