My Blog: Every day for a year!
Day 1 ‘If at first, you don’t succeed…’
I’d like to have another go! I managed to stay with this blog for about two-thirds of last year, and then for entirely uninteresting and unimportant reasons, I fell off the wagon. In light of the terrible bushfires raging throughout Australia right now, I don’t have it me to send the usual light-hearted greetings that meet this day. There’s been so much loss, and it’s not over yet. I want to send heartfelt appreciation and utmost respect to all of the fearless firefighters tackling the blaze head-on. I’d still like to bring a glimmer of good news in otherwise grim tidings. The rescued Koala ‘ LINR Anwen’ that Chris and I adopted back in November is doing so much better and is now living in the outdoor enclosure. She suffered singeing to 90% of her body and suffered severe burns to her feet and hands, but thanks to the Koala Hospital in Port Macquarie, Anwen is getting a second chance.
Thanks for starting this journey with me last year, and hopefully, you’ll decide to hitch a ride with me again.
Until tomorrow! Stay safe and look out for each other.
Thanks for listening Stevie. x
MY BLOG: Every day for a year. Day 214 ‘Friday Funny’
Have a good Friday n weekend my Facebookians. I shall waffle at you more tomorrow. Be good ’til then.
coil bass! In a nutshell, that’s the sound I really like. Typically your
jazz or j bass. I know there’s plenty of p (precision) bass fanatics
out there, and I get it. But to me, there’s always a slight synth
overtone there that I’ve never grown accustomed to, be it me or someone
else playing bass. I realise a lot of the bass players I’ve worked with
use a p bass and about now they’re crossing and rolling their eyes at me
But the J kinda sings and growls with a bright clarity…especially as a
fingerstyle player. Here endeth the slightly random bass waffle….and
it could have been worse, it could have been banjos. :p
Thanks for listening! Until tomorrow. Stevie.
MY BLOG: Every day for a year. Day 212 ‘Word stingy’
currently in a purple patch with writing/recording, hence the stingy
blogs. These moments can be kinda random, so I tend to stay on the horse
until I drop. Although the randomness is increasing of late…..touch
wood. *Finds a forest and punches every tree*
I truly hope everyone is having a green fields day! Thanks for listening! Until tomorrow. Stevie. x
MY BLOG: Every day for a year. Day 211 ‘Pic Night’
MY BLOG: Every day for a year.
Day 210 ‘Monday Meanies’
Big bad bullies!
Have you ever stopped to consider why the Saxophone is not part of the symphony orchestra? Why yes, Stevie! I hear you say. We think about that every morning before chugging down some coffee and toast as we head out the door. Raised eyebrows duly noted, but on I go!
I must confess that I have given it little thought, even as orchestral ensembles surrounded me at college. I’d subscribed to the general theory that it just didn’t blend all that well. On a side note, it’s not hard to see why the classical school and the jazz school didn’t get along. If we bumped shoulders in the corridor, a frosty remark of, “damn reader, couldn’t play anything if it wasn’t written down in front of your face.” To which the usual reply was, “damn fly by the seat of your pants, at least I can read correctly, you nong.” On a personal note, I think the students should be made to cross-pollinate, you can never know too much music stuff. Okay, back to the topic. The theory that the Saxophone did not blend well was such nonsense. It’s one of its key features. Sure it growls, but so does a bassoon and you don’t see it in exile. The real reason is mainly historical. It was to do with the cartel-like world of Parisian instrument manufacturers in the 19th Century, and their enormous impact on the instrument’s perception over the next 100 years. Belgian inventor, Adolphe Sax, created the Saxophone in the 1840s. He was searching for a better bridge between the brass and woodwind section, feeling that the bassoon wasn’t entirely cutting it. (I’m not sure I am in agreeance with that theory, but that was his motivation.) A gifted inventor, he was also rather arrogant and rubbed the influential nerves of many people the wrong way. In 1845 Sax moved to Paris, aiming to become a key supplier to the French Military. Entering a battle of the bands’ type contest with rival local manufactures, he found himself in front of an audience of 20 thousand people. Despite some members of Sax’s band succumbing to intimidation and retreating from the contest, Sax’s instruments were still judged to be the best. Instead of this victory stamping the Saxaphone’s arrival, it started a war between Sax and the closed shop of french manufacturers who set out to destroy him at all costs. They brought immense pressure upon musicians not to use any of Sax’s instruments. Composers who had planned to use the Saxophone in their scores were forced to abandon the idea when musicians threated to boycott the work. The Saxophone, which should have easily integrated into the orchestra, was effectively blocked from being included. In one of the great injustices of the music world, time did not right this imbalance. You can undoubtedly find compositions now that do include Saxophone, but it never gained the foothold as one of the family like it should have. The next time you’re feeling a tad excluded or picked on, spare a thought for poor old Adolphe Sax.
I started six different topics for today’s session. It’s weird how one day I can’t type fast enough to keep up with my thoughts, the next it’s like pulling teeth from a chook. ( No, of course, I wouldn’t, and yes I know they don’t :p). I’m typing this to the rhythmic clatter of paws dancing around my seat. They remind me of what’s essential. It’s not the creating of music or trying to find something interesting to say. It’s my role as a dinner lady to my pampered pooches. Tomorrow when my brain cells are firing on all six cylinders (hopefully), I want to tell you about the ultimate bullying story….and it won’t be what you think 🙂
I bought a filthy beast! The first time it was suggested to me to consider Hammond on my recordings, I screwed my face up as if I’d stood in something unpleasant. I immediately heard cheesy elevator music — Harry’s humorous Hammond hour. And indeed it is more than capable of that, but treated right, it’s a glorious beast. King of the pigpen and something, once you get it, you can’t live without it! And yes I have the Leslie to go with it 🙂
It should never be treated like a piano. It has its unique traits that take some adjusting to, but we are starting to cooperate. Of all the extra instruments I’ve taken on, this is probably the one that will require the most thought. Mind you, as I trawl through the music of Booker T and the MGs, it’s definitely not about how many notes you play.
Have ya missed these? Hope so because I saved a bucket load :p
Day 206 ‘Mind Monster’
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MY BLOG: Every day for a year.
“And so I’m back from outta space
You just walked in to find me here with that sad look upon my face
You should have changed your stupid locks
you should have made me leave your key
If you’d known for just one second, I’d be back to bother……..theeeeeee”
Yep…still corny but back in the land of the living. 🙂
Remember my virtual table? Day 113. I invited everyone one to sit, and indeed you did. One particular evening, I quietly got up from the table and vamoosed out the bathroom window into the forest. And just like that, I’m back at the table. Thank you very much for your messages and emails during my absence. I apologise for being a little unresponsive. It has been a vexing month. Adi is long gone, but the mess he made on the way out got the better of me for a bit. But enough of him, on a much more exciting note I bought a Hammond SK2, it has a great piano sound to boot. I know most musicians prefer to bounce off others, but I am finding this way of making an album most satisfying. It’s so peaceful and enjoyable. I think you can hear that in the tracks…..time will tell of course, but so far I’m happy with it.
I can’t legitimately say “every day for a year ” now. And being slightly OCD, missing a row of dominos makes me want to rewind the year and start again. Superman did that….remember? But I don’t have the legs for it 🙂
On the upside, I’ve got stories! Thanks for having me at your place and keeping my seat warm at the table.