shiny objects
Oct. 21st, 2005 10:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Some so nice they had to be mentioned twice...
* Seven Times Salt last night performed their set called Sufficient Grounds which, it turns out, really is. The concert featured examples of "...the Renaissance art of "divisions on a ground"--the playing of elaborate instrumental lines, either composed or improvised, over a repeating melodic or harmonic pattern." Hmmm. This style of arrangement resonates with a set-selection structure that I find attractive. I must think upon that and, I think, set a contrefact to Stingo.
The woodwind player is beautiful, and a faun, and for a countertenor employs a surprisingly rich basso.
* Aikido is always about deep energy exercise applied to physical exercise, but sometimes it's just about rolling around on the floor and getting up again, over and over. That part's fun, too!
* Barry returns calls at 9pm.
* Mortal Love was chewy and fascinating as always but disappointed somewhat in the flow. Overall it made me wish Ms. Hand relied on more assertive editors. "Extrapolation", by Theodore Sturgeon, excelled. I'm still pinging from that one.
[EDIT: * The Enormous Room wasn't enormous nor did it offer the Enormous Platter any more, but it did successfully supply my Lady and me with enough dim lighting, plushy seating, and finger-food to get us from Aikido to early music without falling down. Mine was the Ginger Martini (ginger-infused vodka with plum wine) and it thrilled.]
* Seven Times Salt last night performed their set called Sufficient Grounds which, it turns out, really is. The concert featured examples of "...the Renaissance art of "divisions on a ground"--the playing of elaborate instrumental lines, either composed or improvised, over a repeating melodic or harmonic pattern." Hmmm. This style of arrangement resonates with a set-selection structure that I find attractive. I must think upon that and, I think, set a contrefact to Stingo.
The woodwind player is beautiful, and a faun, and for a countertenor employs a surprisingly rich basso.
* Aikido is always about deep energy exercise applied to physical exercise, but sometimes it's just about rolling around on the floor and getting up again, over and over. That part's fun, too!
* Barry returns calls at 9pm.
* Mortal Love was chewy and fascinating as always but disappointed somewhat in the flow. Overall it made me wish Ms. Hand relied on more assertive editors. "Extrapolation", by Theodore Sturgeon, excelled. I'm still pinging from that one.
[EDIT: * The Enormous Room wasn't enormous nor did it offer the Enormous Platter any more, but it did successfully supply my Lady and me with enough dim lighting, plushy seating, and finger-food to get us from Aikido to early music without falling down. Mine was the Ginger Martini (ginger-infused vodka with plum wine) and it thrilled.]