November 27, 2006, I posted my first YouTube video, titled, We See Lights in the Sky <https://goo.gl/mN1CBl>, which was developed to go with a musical composition called Lola’s Emerald Necklace #2. Its huge video pixels cannot be entirely blamed on the state of video in 2006. At that time, uploading a >2 gigabyte file via consumer internet services was not always reliable, nor would YouTube have accepted such a large file from me. Plus, I liked the big pixels. They reminded me of live television from the ISS, which seemed apropos for this watery, foggy, jittery project. Now there are more than 50 videos in my channel, mostly documenting performances I witnessed. Continue reading
Driving from Seattle to the North Cascades last week, I saw few signs of the presidential elections, and most of them were in just one spot: a towering monument to Trumpism. There were a few other lone Trump and Hillary signs, and nearly as many Bernie signs still standing, but not as many as I expected for post-convention August.
On the return trip, while driving through rural Snohomish County, far ahead of me, I saw a beat-up grey Chevy pickup stop in the middle of my lane.
7/11. Public debut of the onewe.org Facebook page.
Try it. Like it.
Turns out a Facebook page needs more than 30 likes before they will turn on the analytics for it. (We have passed 50 today, thank you.)
In 1981, I bought one of the first-generation 4-track audio cassette recorders, the Teac 144 (which incidentally is the same thing Bruce Springsteen used to record his album, Nebraska).
April 25, after a family visit on the prairie, I left the Twin Cities behind with my AM dialed to Radio K. (These guys are like such hippies, digging Morly, the VU, James Brown, Jonathan Richman, and like much Prince enriching and delineating their lives man.)
I stopped at the west-bound I-94 Middle Spunk Rest Area, near the childhood home of Charles Lindberg. I noticed that the door to the janitor’s office was wide open, and inside was a gentleman relaxing on a chair. I took a walk down to the lake. As I returned to the parking area, I watched the gentleman (dressed more like a retired farmer than a janitor) inspecting the trash cans. Continue reading
I won’t say chocolate and Courvoisier had nothing to do with surviving recent work/life balance challenges, but my music has borne the brunt of it. Here’s the proof: A new album. Six tracks of noisy guitar music.
The new one, as well as previous albums, can now be found at onewe Bandcamp.
During the Fab Four’s active period, George Harrison (MBE) was often called “the Quiet Beatle,” though there is no clear record of who came up with the term. Brian Epstein, perhaps?
So far as I know, there is no official anthology of Harrison’s recordings with The Beatles, so I made one. The tracks come from 15 official Beatles albums (20 separate discs).
If I was making a mix CD to pass out for the holidays, here is a list of the tracks that would be on it. This is not a “best of” list. This is as much of what I have been spinning in the past year or so as would fit on one 80-minute CD. Continue reading