We’ve had the same mailing list for a long time. And like everything else, entropy degrades it. So it’s been time to update it.
We use a service called SendInBlue to send our emails.
They recommended to just create a new list with the people who have opened our emails. Only thing is, we just moved to them and have only sent about three emails. First thing we had done is use an email list cleaning service.
How awesome that our old, deal friend John Siket is here for a stay. The Mouse Hole–the studio here at Temple of Wow–has been set up in one form or another for years, but always in a fairly liminal state. Liminal is a really cool word that means it’s still forming. Our friend and really cool Pensacola gardener Jen Chendea recently turned us on to it. Liminal is a step closer to manifestation than subliminal.
A book called Caruso’s Method of Voice Production: The Scientific Culture of the Voice, offers an interesting approach to singing, inspired by the famous Italian opera singer, Erico Caruso.
The foundation of the vocalizing approach–in this book written in around the 1920’s–is that singing should be easy and natural and more significantly, that the singing voice is the same as and an extension of the speaking voice. Singing is just talking with melody added.
Writers writing from the margins do not write to be consumed. They write to be read (a different thing) and, for many, to eke out a sphere of existence that had not previously existed in the literary imagination. – Li Sian Gon
Much of this new article in Bitch–like much of the material within–goes over my head, but these two sentences resonated and I wanted to document it in a feed.
This particular song, Icicle Man was written over the course of a walk around Nashville one hot afternoon while on a solo tour. Had been reading a biography of Hank Williams and didn’t have a friend for miles around, at least that I knew of. There was also a copy of Johnny Cash’s first autobiography, Man in Black, that had come into my hands at the time.
I was in my mid-late twenties and my last romantic relationship had ended really unhappily,
Yes there’s suffering in these songs. Insecurity, frustration, stress and other first world problems. Complex Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Philosophical confusion. Political anger.
There is not a shortage of first world suffering in the recording process itself either. Insecurity, frustration, stress, anger. Gender issues. Sexual challenges. Economic shortcomings. Power struggles. Terrible communication. Ego trips.
The title might be a white lie, because while I did get arara working, in combination with a bash script, to automate the steps to render the hymnal.
Good news. One of the arara developers helped me solve the problem. Stack overflow:
The solution ends up being quiet simple. The only limitation is that we are not outputting the lilypond-book content to a subdirectory as originally planned.
At the top of the music.lytex file (after configuring arara as directed in the referenced post),
So this time there are two new elements to the Hymnal.
- It will be a smaller size, 5.5″ x 8″
- It will blend text and music snippets more than the first book.
It’s fairly easy to make a single sheet or even songbook a custom size:
#(set! paper-alist (cons ‘(“my size” . (cons (* 5.5 in) (* 8 in))) paper-alist))
#(set-paper-size “my size”)
And this can be included in a text document:
Documents for \verb+lilypond-book+ may freely mix music and text. … Continued
Wow. That was in-ter-es-ting!
So yes – a couple of the “older” folks were a little wary of moving from cassette to digital format, which put me in the awkward position of defending this archiving project. Kind of the opposite of Paul Bunyan – with the new technology fighting to justify it’s value.
Last week, Quodlibet was finding Zero (of over 17,000) tracks. So there I am unable to play ANY music.