Saturday, February 27, 2010
Last night we went to Freight & Salvage to see Mike Marshall and Darol Anger with Vasen (sorry, don't know how to type the a with the two little dots on top). The whole night was awesome, but the highlight for me was seeing Mike Marshall pull out his mandocello for Borealis. I was virtually in tears. Such a beautiful song. But aside from the song itself, what really got me was the rich, beautiful tone of the mandocello. I was riveted. I couldn't take my eyes off it, and especially when he hit the lower registers, which rang with this deep, growling, resonant bass sound I've only ever heard from an acoustic or upright bass... Man, I was blown away. To be honest, I don't think I've ever seen anyone play a mandocello live before. I wasn't even really sure what it was. I had to google it to be sure. Now I have to play one. I feel incomplete until I get one in my hands. Turns out they're incredibly expensive. So I guess I'll remain incomplete for a while. Or forever.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
I maintain that people who think they are losing privacy are actually just realizing they never had any to begin with. To wit: I tweet my location and now people know I'm not home. Well guess what... There's about 435342636531613 other ways for people to know I'm not home. Like, I dunno, knocking on my door, or calling me at work, or how about just looking at their watch and realizing that, hey, it's 1pm and this dude's probably at work. Duh. Like before twitter came along it was some unfathomable mystery whether someone was home or not.