I did this one on Tuesday morning as Isobel was carving out a pumpkin (and hopefully not carving off her fingers!). Was I inappropriately chilled??
Wednesday 29 October 2008
Monday 27 October 2008
Hell of a week
It's been a hell of a week - concert, Izzy, Trafford Centre madness, etc, etc. Very tired. Astrid said this was a 'serious' improvisation. She's right!
Saturday 18 October 2008
Sound Inquiries
This is an improvisation around the theme of 'Sound Inquiry'. Using PD for effects...
Friday 17 October 2008
What is music?
Thinking about combining talking and playing.. and here to inquire "what is music".. it gives us something to talk about... it is a fluctuation of possible events... a fluctuation of probabilities of action...
Thursday 16 October 2008
Improvisation from a couple of days ago..
I was tired when I did this one too! I called it 'through leaves' - maybe thinking of Janacek (although it's not Janacekian!)
Wednesday 15 October 2008
Harlech day...
I am so incredibly tired after driving to Harlech and back. But I'm always interested in the improvisations when I'm in this state. It's almost as if my conscious mind can't control what my fingers do, so my fingers have even more autonomy!
Monday 13 October 2008
Thursday 9 October 2008
Wednesday 8 October 2008
Two experriments with Golden Sections
These are two attempts to integrate Golden-section proportions into different musical styles. The first is a Bach-style piece, the second is Scarlatti...
Tuesday 7 October 2008
love of patterns
These improvisations may not seem to be about 'love' but I think they are. Thinking about Fibonacci series and patterns... talking to Izzy about maths this evening. What is a pattern? it is love... May look deeper into Norgard's mathematics. These are both quite Bartokian. Going back to my adolescent philosophical musings, where the most important thing seemed to me to be the emotional nature of logic... something that Vedic mathematical tradition emphasises too.
Monday 6 October 2008
Love is a pattern!
Heard some Webern on the Radio at Astrid's house this morning. Extraordinary music.. so I've had a go at doing a couple of things in a similar vein... What's the pattern?
Wednesday 1 October 2008
Regulators
The Heart (by Astrid)
The heart is a strange organ. Small, with many rooms.
Did you know that blood circulates without a heart, right in the
beginning of everything new?
That is how strong love is, before it gets its different names.
Sea of love. Yes. Does it branch out? Yes. Does it have many rooms? Yes.
Love is never weak.
Simplicity is love. Complexity is tasty. Swallow it whole.
I collapse with mirth and laughter, I am helpless, I give in.
The heart is a strange organ. Small, with many rooms.
Did you know that blood circulates without a heart, right in the
beginning of everything new?
That is how strong love is, before it gets its different names.
Sea of love. Yes. Does it branch out? Yes. Does it have many rooms? Yes.
Love is never weak.
Simplicity is love. Complexity is tasty. Swallow it whole.
I collapse with mirth and laughter, I am helpless, I give in.
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