Music

Stuff about music, either mine or stuff I am listening to.

Playing live Halloween concert tomorrow!

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Oct 302009
 

A collective of Metaplace users led by the intrepid MacZ have set up a huge Halloween event tomorrow. It kicks off at noon Pacific time in the world Riverbeer with costume contests, art displays, and a bridge to similar events in SL., proceeds to hayrides and world tours at 1pm, then Superbad supplies DJ music in The Lotus Room until 4pm.

And then comes the SCARY part. 🙂 I’ll be doing a 2 hour live set of music selected to fit the spooky theme, just me, my guitar, and as many creepy laughs as I can muster! It runs from 4 to 6pm Pacific in The Stage, and I will have it embedded here too. I set up a special version of the venue all decorated up for Halloween.

After my set, we’ll have more DJing, in the same venue, from J-Digital.

This will be the first time I have done a formal virtual concert, and I am terrified. Come share my fear. 🙂

The Sunday Song: Ducklings in June

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Oct 182009
 

I actually wrote this back in June, after a walk in one of the neighborhood parks where there were, you guessed it, some baby ducks.

The recording is a little funky — something weird going on with the panning or presence in the left vs right channels.

I’ve already forgotten how to play it. 🙁

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Me, cantina dancing, and gasp, music!

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Oct 052009
 

A friend of mine spotted a familiar name under the musical submissions. You probably know Raph Koster as the designer of Star Wars: Galaxies, the ill-fated MMO. But folks at The Sixtyone know him for his selections under “folk and instrumental”. You can listen to them here. Unfortunately, they’re pretty good, so I can’t ridicule them.

But how would Raph Koster do as a cantina dancer? | Fidgit.

I think it is hilarious that this is news (of a sort, anyway). Blogged by the estimable Tom Chick, no less!

For the record, I wouldn’t do so well as a cantina dancer. Maybe in my younger days…

Memories of Mary

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Sep 172009
 

Two weeks ago, I received in the mail from Amazon the latest in a long string of Peter,Paul and Mary collections I have owned. This one was the 40 Years Together disc, with remastered versions of the classic songs that I grew up knowing. With their crude stereo recording, the voices were clear in each ear on a long plane flight — not Auto-Tuned, not perfect. Some songs, like “Cruel War,” were a revelation.

I had a cassette of Ten Years Together, the best of from 1970, the year before I was born. “Lemon Tree” was sung to me as a child, and I memorized “Where Have All the Flowers Gone” as a kid as well. I saw them in concert a few times. Mary was really beautiful.

Years later, living in Jacksonville FL, I convinced some of my friends from high school to come to a PP&M concert with me. They laughed, they refused, they caved, thinking it would be ironic fun. As the songs started, I began to sing half-remembered words along with the music, and one of my friends shushed me. Repeatedly. She was getting quite embarrassed. But as the concert went on, I was not the only one singing under my breath. Eventually, Mary stopped between songs and told the audience, “Stop shushing people! This is folk music, it is meant to be sung. If you know the words, please join in!” I sang in full voice after that, and eventually so did my friends as they dimly remembered the story of Stewball the racehorse.  At the end of the show, the band stayed on stage, and we were able to walk up and greet them. My friends had tears in their eyes, pulled along by the utter sincerity and commitment that Peter, Paul and Mary had.

I remember convulsing in laughter with their version of the old lady who swallowed a fly.

I saw Peter Yarrow perform once more, at the Kerrville Folk Festival, a giant gathering of people who mostly just share music, a festival where a sign at the entrance to the ranch reads “welcome home.” He gave years to the festival, serving on its advisory board, helping new songwriters get a chance to share their voices.

Once, I was startled to see a familiar face in one of the offices at Origin. It was Peter again, visiting a teammate, the artist Micael Priest. I stuck my head in, didn’t come in to say hello. Micael said I should have.

I put the new CD on my iPod and had my daughter listen. Oh, she said, they did “Puff”? Yes, they did. And they did “If I Had A Hammer,” which I learned in grade school as a class singalong. And as she sang along to “This Land Is Your Land” and “Blowin’ In The Wind,” songs she learned in grade school herself, I thought about all the songs they did that I have not yet learned to play on guitar, songs that are old old friends.

Mary Travers is dead today. Where have all the flowers gone? Picked by young girls, every one.

The Sunday Song: The Sculptor

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Aug 302009
 

There’s only one CD sitting over there on the sidebar, but I have a couple hundred songs sitting around, of varying quality, most of which never got decently recorded. Back when I lived in Alabama, I used to record onto a Walkman using the built-in mic. We didn’t have much money. 🙂 I still have those tracks. They sound awful.

The thing about looking back at old songs is that you can see where I was trying out new things; new tunings, new chords, new styles. In a lot of ways it’s a mix of more derivative and more adventurous than what I would write today.

I wrote this back in 1992 or so, and re-recorded it yesterday. At two hours per to do it nicely, I have months of work to do to re-record all of them. But it’s fun to revisit these old friends, and think about the times in which they were written.

This is called “The Sculptor” and it is from a cassette tape called Sun & Moon. Lyrics, chords, and recording notes after the break.

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