Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Tuesday, 19 March 2013

Jolene! Deconstructed! Unplugged! And with a bonus cat!

Readers. A terrifying new development.

I thought you might like to hear what I sound like (I mean, why did I think that? I think because some of you are not from England and my accent might have the charm of novelty. Also because it would be like chatting), so, I have been looking into podcasting, and then I got distracted and I recorded a song. And because I have no shame I've made you a video and you can hear my deconstructed version of Jolene with my alternative lyrics, which I forget and get wrong in the second verse even though I wrote them and have got them printed out on a piece of A4 in front of me.



The only way I could get this to upload to Blogger was by making the mp3 into a video, so I had to google and fiddle about and engage with something called iMovie and honestly that's me done for one evening. Also, because I had to make a video, I had to put a picture on it, so I put this cat. I'd like you, while you're listening, to pretend this cat is called Jolene, because that would be appropriate, and will also distract you from my terrible guitar playing (it's meant to be minimalist! It's intentional. Honestly).

Look out for the bit where I really egregiously miss an H off a word. I don't know. You can take the woman out of Chesterfield...

(I know this is terrible, ok? It's just for fun! I'm sharing my new creative experiments! I shan't be backing pictures of Cambridge Cats with terrible guitar music as a career! Although, if any concept ought to go viral...)

Thursday, 11 November 2010

Silk, glorious silk, tomorrow's interview and a Keith update

Occasionally you buy something and you think, hmm, I'm not sure I should have bought that, I think it might have been a mistake. I have been eyeing up the box of silk offcuts from Mountain Heirlooms on etsy for ever, but have always been put off by the size of the postage charge (I'm not suggesting Mountain Heirlooms is overcharging for postage, she definitely isn't. It just costs a lot to send from the US to the UK once you get above a certain size/ weight, and I don't think you can get round it). Anyway, last week I took the plunge, and I thought, well, it certainly looks good, I hope it's worth it. My box came today
Gosh what treasures lurk within
and it's quite phenomenal. Phenomenal! I opened it up, and it was absolutely stuffed completely full of silk scraps. Really decent sizes
Ahahaha, look at the quality of the weaving
with some big enough to patchwork together for a tie skirt, and lots to cut squares for a bag from. And the colours!
Paisley = top pattern Evah
Beautiful. And the quality of the silk is fantastic – thick, woven brocades. Some of them are as beautiful on the wrong side as on the right. I can't wait to cut into it and make something. All the silk is beautiful, but I think the paisleys are especially lovely. I am very pleased I bought it. Thank you, Mountain Heirlooms! And for those of you in the US, get off and buy one now, because postage is much cheaper for you and you won't have to go through quite the moral agonies I did. Don't buy them all up, though, because I am saving up for another.

I have an interview tomorrow. Hooray! I hope you've been missing my interviews ;-).  It's with Jodie, from Reiki With Jodie, who is the person I go to see for reiki treatments and who did my level one initiation. As the Beatles had the Maharishi, so I have Jodie, she is my spiritual guru and also I suspect she is more fun than the Maharishi was (and is not highly sketchy). Anyway I have been to see her today and take photographs of her new treatment room, and I will be posting the interview tomorrow, so do come and have a look, you will be very welcome. In other news, you may remember Keith, on whom I cut my interviewing teeth and by God what a cut it was. His music is now available for download on emusic, I-Tunes, Spotify, Napster, Amazon MP3 and Thumbplay, and what's more he has moved his website to a domain I have a fighting chance of remembering and has added an updates facility. Note, we are not calling this a blog: it is an updates facility. Keith's music is very, very good; innovative and challenging. When you have had enough of watching Wagner on the x-factor you may wish to put down your cup of tea, lay aside the remote, and fire up Spotify for something different. Even I like listening to Keith's music, and as a general rule I think music without lyrics is like a jam sandwich without the jam, so you know, have a go.

I think I heard a toilet flush. Can it be? {Slinks off to investigate}.

Tuesday, 2 November 2010

Of Craft Fairs and {Re}Connections

I am back from the craft show. Before I tell you about my adventures, I will just rant about Partner briefly, grit your collective teeth. Every time I go away for the weekend and leave Partner on his own, he breaks something, and then looks at it sadly all weekend, perhaps making cryptic references to it when I ring him up, until I come back. By this point, he has normally convinced himself that only someone irredeemably conventional would want a working cooker/ TV/ lamp etc anyway, and he communicates this to me with much enthusiasm, and with reference to classical literary works which seem to have been written to stop anyone being comfortable or enjoying themselves. And the next day I go to John Lewis and replace it and we do not mention it again, because while I may admire Marcus Aurelius I do not care what he would think about whether or not you should have a fan oven. I do not care. Anyway, this weekend I did a quick check when I got home yesterday and I thought we had escaped, but no, he has broken the bottom shelf in the fridge. How would you even do that? He has suggested that ‘a wine bottle may have fallen on it’, in a tone which is meant to convey a purely academic, distant interest, without committing himself to any knowledge or admission. I said, did the wine bottle fall on it while you were perhaps holding it and hitting the bottom shelf of the fridge with it, shouting I cannot live this shallow bourgeois life of bathroom refits and veg boxes, but he has assured me this is not the case so I will look for a replacement online and not engage emotionally. Partner! Like a bull in a china shop!

Anyway. I did the craft fair this weekend. In monetary terms (says she, thoughtfully), I think it could have gone better. However, in learning-how-to-do-a-craft-show terms, it was an excellent introduction, with much learned. This was my stall:
Do you see I had a red fluffy decorative item? Milo the husky liked it
And when I do my next show (in less than three weeks!) I am going to have a sign and branding and things. I must confess I find the whole branding thing difficult, firstly because I am kind of anti-branding, and secondly because I worry my business name sounds a bit daft. I do. I worry. (Somebody once said to me about Useless Beauty: ‘did you call it that because of what people used to say about you at work?’ Sadly not ;-) ). Anyway, I will conquer these thoughts and will brand and label just like a fiend, and we will see how things go. Apart from the exciting craft show (and I have one other piece of advice: do not do a craft show and sit behind your stall looking grim and reading Bleak House. No one, repeat no one, wants to engage with someone reading Bleak House. You have to stand up and talk to people. I learned this), I spent the weekend reconnecting. With kittehs
Do cats have opposable thumbs? Is that normal? Are they evolving to take over?
This is Ernie. Some kittehs seem to walk between the worlds a little, and Ernie is one of them, although it is obviously in this world that she has to be provided with a sheepskin rug, a warm fire, and regular Whiskas.

With champagne
I had drunk it. I am not saying I'm proud of this
To celebrate the successful conclusion of my first craft fair. I was lining my drinks up here: champagne, water and a nice cup of tea, the drink that cheers but does not inebriate. Two glasses of champagne did, though, and having drunk them I was playing the guitar very enthusiastically. I can play three chords, which don’t go together. Everyone was very patient.

With McDonalds
It wasn't all mine! There were other people there!
Although you know my stance on big corporations and questionable food products, I have to now confess to you that approximately once or twice a year I eat a Filet o Fish. With fries. And I enjoy it very much. I understand if you feel you can no longer read my blog
The first song is moaning about having to pay tax. I shall say nothing. I am thinking it though
And with the Beatles. My brother says although, broadly, he agrees with me about the Beatles, I will be able to manage Revolver, and he has bought it for me and I am listening to it. I am getting on ok so far, chiefly because no one has expressed a wish to Hold Your Hand. That is possibly the song I hate most in the world. Thank you Dan for the nice presents and I have already read the Thornton Wilder book, it was great.

So it was a good weekend. And now I am back to broken fridges and the whole plumber situation. But nice things came for me in the post, of which more tomorrow, and it will be good to get back to sewing things, because I have ideas for legwarmers and other such things. Stay tuned x

Friday, 13 August 2010

Interview: Interesting People. Keith Bennett

OK. Here is my first interview! At the end of these we will know the answer to life, the universe and everything and at the end of this one we know why Simon Cowell is essentially the same as Charles Saatchi. Don’t ever say you don’t learn anything reading this blog, sometimes I tell you about mayonnaise, sometimes I tell you about washing powder, sometimes we learn about the finer points of what Andy Warhol said about mass production.

This is Keith Bennett. Keith and I have known each other for a number of years; we used to work together and the success of our then and subsequent relationship stems from the fact that I never tried to talk to him before 10am or without putting a cup of coffee in his hand first (they don’t tell you that in 7 habits of highly effective people, do they? They should). Keith composes fascinating, complex electronic music; at the conclusion of our working together he suddenly revealed this astonishing talent, produced an extensive back catalogue, and buggered off to Spain to devote himself to his art, just when I had got used to visiting him and stroking his cat. Anyway, here we go (my annotations in square brackets.)

1/ Tell us a bit about yourself and what you make.
I'm a composer, I write using computers* and have been doing this with a number of different systems for more than 30 years. I've done this alongside a long working life as a voluntary sector manager. Since retiring, I am now able to concentrate on writing full-time.
[*including, for the information of sad people like me, the Spectrum! I always think this is an achievement in itself as all mine ever did was beep. Indeed that was the sound command in Basic. BEEP 5:2.]

2/ Do you have a dedicated space for creating? Can you show us?
Yes. I'm very lucky to have been able to set up my studio in a Spanish caseta which I have had for many years. It's a very inspirational place in the mountains of Andalucia.
[Isn’t that tidy? It must have been agonising sharing an office with me. You see how much easier it is to keep tidy when you do something that doesn’t involve fabric!]


3/ Which of your creative achievements are you most proud of?
It's really for other people to put value on my work. I write for my satisfaction. The current piece is what absorbs me most.


4/ What’s the worst failure you’ve had, and what did you learn from it?
Regrets, I've had a few ............

5/ Has creating things yourself made you look differently at mass production? (i.e. Keith in your case this could be Britain’s Got Talent etc as well as the obvious.) Do you think creating things is a political act?
The second part of this question seems to need to be answered first. The debate in aesthetics concerning "pure" art has raged for millennia. It seems to me that all art has to eventually be a part of communication. We do what we do for our own satisfaction, but, we are all looking for some sort of recognition. "The respect of my peers" is what it seems to me to be about. Therefore, my view is, art must engage with "the polis"

I think Andy Warhol settled the "art v mass production" debate. [I felt I had been fobbed off with this so I came at it from another angle:]


a/ In the first part of your answer to question 5 (which is not quite what I meant by political but I'm going to let you off), you say (I think) that a function of good art is to be accepted & appreciated by the wider public. I absolutely agree. However, you're writing complex tonal electronic music & opera. In the age of the Domination of Simon Cowell (TM), do you think there's a contradiction there?
I think you may have misunderstood what I meant here. [Readers! I did not. ;-)] All artists work for their own satisfaction - pursuing as far as possible where it goes. Insofar as I raise my sight to outside myself, my first consideration is "the respect of my peers". The appreciation of "the polis" is really just a bonus and, to me, a matter of luck. We have no control over what will become "popular". The response to your next question deals with this further.   

b/ Having googled what Andy Warhol said about mass production (yes I am uncultured), he saw it as a democratising force. Do you think the democratising effect of something like, for example, McDonalds, still outweighs its problems?
This is the subject for an essay - possibly a book!

Using the example of Andy Warhol, I was thinking more about his use of mass production methods in his art. The point, for me, is that they are not incompatible. He (and many more artists at the time) re-discovered the essential communal nature of art. Think about the artist studios of the Renaissance. In establishing The Factory, involving himself in those types of art that use mass production methods such as lithograph, album covers, film, pop music etc, he (and again, many others), as well as re-establishing the purpose of the artist in the community, was going back to the concept of the artist as journeyman that prevailed before the Romantic period. This inevitably interrogates the nineteenth century concept of the artist as "solitary genius". A complex cocktail, difficult to unpack in a few sentences!

My take on the " democratising force" is that it's really about the zeitgeist of the 60's. Art confronting and then assimilating mass production and all its implications. The outcome of these many, often conflicting, forces in the art of the time was the development of Community Art (notice the singular), Community Theatre, the community arts centre movement (starting with the Arts Labs). These opened up the possibility of everybody participating in the production of art, not just its consumption: "famous for 15 minutes". I was active in this movement in the 70s and 80s. Our aim was to open up the possibility of the creation of art in all its forms by everybody.

You seem to be very keen I discuss Simon Cowell! [eek!] In a mass production society, figures such as Mr Cowell will always appear and always have done. I can remember many of them. Realistically they have no affect on the primary production of art as they are the financiers. They occupy a crucial role in the dissemination of art to a wide audience (consider Saatchi and "Britart") and there are many artists who (understandably) are seduced by this. However, the financiers never understand what will become popular. The few, like Mr Cowell and Mr Saatchi, are the recipients of extraordinary luck. Time and again history shows that the financiers are always taken by surprise by the next "popular" form of art. All the artist can, and must do, is plough the furrow. If it's popular, so be it. If not, no matter. But the more who do it, the better it is for all of us.

Trying very hard not to caption this 'between a rock and a hard place.'
6/ Do you find yourself procrastinating, or are you very focused? What do you do to procrastinate?
I always use the term "displacement activity": there's always something important that has to be done before I am free to start work. This evening, while gearing up to answer this questionnaire, I set myself the deadline of starting it after "The Archers". It was well into "Front Row" before I began! I think it's important to find your own way of working. Personally, I set a start and end time for the day and try to keep to it (with variable success).

7/ Who do you admire who’s doing a similar kind of thing (alive or dead) who we should know about?
The person I admire most in my field of work is my former composition tutor at Nottingham University, James Fulkerson. He gave a whole generation of composers, who did not fit the narrow bounds of academic music at the time, confidence in their own work. The wonderful diversity of creative music in our universities today fully vindicates his vision.

Philip Glass, for giving us all the confidence to work tonally again.

The style of music I write in is sometimes called "eclectic". I wouldn't disagree with that title - I am influenced by all music.

8/ What’s the most useful thing anyone’s ever said to you, either about the creative process or about Life?
Alan Bennett: "The rule is; there are no rules."

9/ Where do you want to go from here in terms of your craft?
Get better at it and write the second opera!

10/ Anything else you want to add?
Thank you for asking me to participate. [No problem duck ;-)]

You can see more of Keith on his website or on his Facebook page, where he needs constant monitoring in case he starts playing Farmville.

Monday, 7 June 2010

My rainy weekend, in pictures

In my continuing attempt to Break Gimp’s Spirit, I thought I’d have a go at a collage. It’s not perfect so I’m trusting you not to magnify it to 200% or something and laugh at the joins. That would be mean.



My rained-out weekend in pictures, left to right

1/ Wholesome things in bags in the Wholefood Co-operative. But they don’t sell Borax, which was what I was looking for. Never mind though, I’ve tracked some down to Greenshop.co.uk (partner says, since I can never buy the things I want anywhere but have to track them down online, that should tell me something.)
2/ A snail, wandering across the garden after the rain.
3/ Sky after rain, seen through the cherry tree in the garden.
4/ Cold enough to wear My First Handknitted Socks. This was before I realised you could line up the colour repeats so your socks bore some vague relation to each other. Seen with the frill of a skirt I bought from From The Fig Tree on etsy. As I love that skirt I feel compelled to say to you that it looks very attractive when I don’t wear it with stripey socks.
5/ Poppadums, to eat before Spicy Lentil Soup, in front of repeats of Coach Trip.
6/ CD s to listen to while sewing. We are old skool here, in fact we still have a turntable. Rock Heroes (patchworking to Bonnie Tyler), The Felice Brothers, Pink Martini. If you are the only person in the world who hasn’t listened to this Pink Martini CD I must warn you against it because it has a song on it that is so catchy you will never get rid of it but will wander for years like a wraith muttering ‘et puis, je fume’. Save yourself.
7/ A crochet cushion I'm working on, with this month's Good Food magazine. Sadly the nice cakes in Good Food magazine don't seem to cook themselves through osmosis, I think there needs to be some effort.
8/ Pins!
9/ Rain on the window. Never mind, though: je veux seulement oublier. Et puis, je fume. (I don’t, I’m too boring.)

Hopefully there will be some sun tomorrow. Do you know what I’m going to do if there is? Pick elderflowers and make cordial (partner: ‘You can buy it in a bottle in shops, you know’.)