“Bagels on Betelgeuse?” Lox in Space!
– Postcards From Red Squirrel Trail
You are disoriented. Blackness swims toward you like a school of eels who have just seen something that eels like a lot.
— Douglas Adams
— Douglas Adams
there was a weird skitch at the close of the sound file of The Lungs, the third movement of my Opus 148 Symphony № 2, for Band. Yesterday, I succeeded in losing it by deleting the rallantando marking in the measures leading up to the ending and exporting a fresh sound file. I had guessed that it was a Sibelius playback glitch of the sort that much savvier Sibelius users avoid by use of supplemental software, which is just too much “in the weeds” for me.
Peter Bloom and his Aardvark Jazz Orchestra colleague Dan Zupan are getting together to read Waiting on the Italian Paperwork this Tuesday. They’ve invited me to “coach” them, though I'm sure they’ll get on fine with little interference from me.
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