April 1, 2009
Visiting
Music for rural visitors.
I just got a really nifty little–no, make that tiny– video recorder. It’s called a Flip Mino, and it’s smaller than a cell phone and takes very cool movies. That is, if the person holding the damn thing takes very cool movies. On the other hand, if that person happens to be me, the Flip ends up being filled with immensely boring-but-cute-in-a-boring-sort-of-way footage of animals doing mundane things. Add this to my talent at presenting this window on the world with a vertigo-inducing cinema verité shaky hand-held technique that only overpaid French directors could rival, and there you have it: I will need a little practice at this new toy prior to posting my new moving creations.
Not to be thwarted in my voyeur-pleasing endeavors, though, I grabbed a couple of stills that themselves are indeed boring-but-cute-in-a-boring-sort-of-way. I just can’t help myself. My glass studio door, inches from where I sit at my desk, is a portal on all things immensely cute and boring. Nighttime gives me cute raccoon visitors, and daytime gives me cute blacktails. The latter have discovered the joy of standing directly under a bird feeder while allowing seed detritus to goofily drop on their heads. Gravity is their friend, since I made sure that they can’t climb up to the feeder like they used to.
The accompanying track is from a sweet, rural-themed film I scored many years ago that, had the camera been pointing at something other than the actors, would have featured lots of raccoons and deer, all like these: ready for their close-up. As I recall all of us working on the picture were paid birdseed. What comes around, goes around. And comes down on our heads. Happily.
Glenn Buttkus said,
April 1, 2009 @ 5:05 am
More visitors to Alex’s “window on the wildnerness”, but no foxes this time, how sad. Never have seen a fox, no wait I did get a glimps of one in the Olympic rain forest last year. Horses & Champions @2:03 certainly does sound cinematic. It makes me want to hit the lotto and make an independent film out of one of my dusty scripts, and then comission you to compose a Celtic/blues/jazz score for it, with symphonic interludes; no Dixieland please. You might have to bone up on your Robert Johnson/Ry Cooder slide guitar research, but i know you could do it. I have the Shapiro fAith.
Glenn
Lane Savant said,
April 1, 2009 @ 2:33 pm
Neotony can over access your cute chip alright but where would we be without it?
I, for instance, have a cat on my lap.
A wet cat.
Was it a dream I had, or are going to be appearing at Cornish in the near future?
Alex Shapiro said,
April 1, 2009 @ 6:34 pm
Your dream was reality, but arrived a few hours late: I just left Cornish a few hours ago after a delightful afternoon coaching four of its chamber music ensembles, one of which plays my “Elegy.”
Snow this morning. Turned to rain. What didn’t turn was the fog. Constant, both on the island and over Seattle. The seaplane was canceled at the last minute, and I was very lucky to just make by a hair the fix-wheeled craft that can fly with instruments-only through the pea soup. After the class, I had an early bite and drink with a great pal, and now I’m at a nice airport hotel catching up on some things before hitting the hay early for a 5am wake-up call to fly out to St. Paul in the morning!
I usually go to bed at 5am. Or later. This is why I never get jet lag: my life is in a constant 12-hour shift, week after week, randomly….
Lane Savant said,
April 2, 2009 @ 8:05 am
T’is a pity…too late..too late.
I’ve got to keep an eye on the competition.
I don’t think I’ve ever heard any of tour music live.
Sic semper harmonia mundi.
Sic semper melodia mundi.
Sic semper counterpointia mundi.
You shoulda been there (Cornish) for the Cowell, Harrison, Cage festival.
What you can do with a garbage can lid and a Model A brake drum, eh?
Paul H. Muller said,
April 4, 2009 @ 8:48 am
You’re gonna have to put some of your videos up on YouTube…
Maybe you could bootleg some of the live performances of your music?