I was soooo tired...
Well, 4 hours (or less) of zed-stacking on sunday night, followed by a day (albeit rather lightly-charged) in the office... I went home early (got the 16:28 train) and when I looked in my post-box I found a dvd had arrived. It was the unsettling and utterly genial 'Sir Henry at Rawlinson End' by Steve Roberts and Vivian Stanshall (see photo).
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A more savage parody of british provincial life, and of the place of the crumbling aristocracy in the (crumbling) 'social class system' is hard to find. In pure viciousness it rivals "If" and "The Ruling Class", and in humour and wild absurdity it puts even Monty Python in the shade. Simply put, a masterpiece of casting, writing and direction. A pearl. I hadn't seen it since before escaping from England, and seeing it makes me remember why I did. Apparently, this stock of (admirable) dvd transfers is running out, at currently there are no plans to reissue it. It's already getting rare on Amazon, I found my (new) copy on ebay. (On the other hand johnny9fingers - if you and Em should desire...).
I didn't do any recording or composing - I watched the film instead. I did, however, check out a mess of sample-groups for the EXS24 sampler in Logic that I had downloaded over the weekend. Some rather poor Fender Rhodes pianos (I was just curious to see, but ther truth is, once you have the 'virtual Rhodes' EVP88, all others - perhaps including the real thing - pale into insignificance.) There is some interesting percussive stuff. There's one called 'Room Percussion' which I thought would be congas and bongos etc with a room-reverb ; wrong - it's a series of samples of doors closing (and opening), coal-scuttles ratting, books falling of tables, footsteps, clock chimes and other domestic noises. They're all considerately spread-out on the keyboard and it quite made me chuckle. Humour - it's a play on words. It may come in useful all the same.
I got to bed at 11:15 and went out like a proverbial light. This morning I did not find takeoff particularly easy, despite glorious light and a balmy warmness.
This morning it was deliciously misty in the valley, and a warm and sunny day promises. It's another 'little week' (petite semaine) as thursday is a public holiday, we're taking friday off and monday is another public holiday. 5 days in my studio - how wonderful. Well, probably not 5 days as one day I will go up to Cancale to see Patsy and eat seafood. Her jazz festival at Coutances went very well, at it seems they have an invite to do the Vieilles Charrues festival in Carhaix in july. (If Coutances made her tired, after Carhaix she'll need a 6 month sabbatical.)
That's all for now. I need more tea. (I'm still in the process of waking up.)
Imdb profile here
A more savage parody of british provincial life, and of the place of the crumbling aristocracy in the (crumbling) 'social class system' is hard to find. In pure viciousness it rivals "If" and "The Ruling Class", and in humour and wild absurdity it puts even Monty Python in the shade. Simply put, a masterpiece of casting, writing and direction. A pearl. I hadn't seen it since before escaping from England, and seeing it makes me remember why I did. Apparently, this stock of (admirable) dvd transfers is running out, at currently there are no plans to reissue it. It's already getting rare on Amazon, I found my (new) copy on ebay. (On the other hand johnny9fingers - if you and Em should desire...).
I didn't do any recording or composing - I watched the film instead. I did, however, check out a mess of sample-groups for the EXS24 sampler in Logic that I had downloaded over the weekend. Some rather poor Fender Rhodes pianos (I was just curious to see, but ther truth is, once you have the 'virtual Rhodes' EVP88, all others - perhaps including the real thing - pale into insignificance.) There is some interesting percussive stuff. There's one called 'Room Percussion' which I thought would be congas and bongos etc with a room-reverb ; wrong - it's a series of samples of doors closing (and opening), coal-scuttles ratting, books falling of tables, footsteps, clock chimes and other domestic noises. They're all considerately spread-out on the keyboard and it quite made me chuckle. Humour - it's a play on words. It may come in useful all the same.
I got to bed at 11:15 and went out like a proverbial light. This morning I did not find takeoff particularly easy, despite glorious light and a balmy warmness.
This morning it was deliciously misty in the valley, and a warm and sunny day promises. It's another 'little week' (petite semaine) as thursday is a public holiday, we're taking friday off and monday is another public holiday. 5 days in my studio - how wonderful. Well, probably not 5 days as one day I will go up to Cancale to see Patsy and eat seafood. Her jazz festival at Coutances went very well, at it seems they have an invite to do the Vieilles Charrues festival in Carhaix in july. (If Coutances made her tired, after Carhaix she'll need a 6 month sabbatical.)
That's all for now. I need more tea. (I'm still in the process of waking up.)