Sometimes my subconscious strikes even me as stretching the matter.
Porridger’s Almanack (Breakfast of Ganglions)
He might be talking about Music:
... there’s always that feeling that “commercial” or “box office” are dirty words, and it’s nothing to do with it. It’s to do with telling a story with the widest possible appeal, but still applying all the artistic techniques, and manner of storytelling without degrading yourself at all to what is vulgarly called the Commercial. I think it’s axiomatic that if you take into consideration the elements that interest wide audiences, then you can tell your story as imaginatively as you like, as long as you make it clear to them.
— Alfred Hitchcock
This was when I was at work on the Mass:
You want to know a great way to spend Monday morning? Finding a sketched passage which you did not use for laudamus te, benedicimus te, and finding that (readily adapted) it is perfectly what is needed for the present qui tollis peccata mundi, miserere nobis.
That is a great start to the work-week. (27 June 2016)
Also, to revert to the present, my friend Alan Westby has added a bassoon to his scoring of Quiet Girl. This will be on Monday’s rehearsal docket.
And, another exquisite Maria Bablyak canvas
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