[ (pending installation of component sound files) audio=A,B,C,D,E,F|righticonhover=0x33ffcc|rightbghover=0xff3399|righticon=0xcc3399|lefticon=0xcc66ff|rightbg=0x990066|leftbg=0x9933cc|slider=0x993366|border=0xff33cc|loader=0xcc66cc|track=0x663366|text=0x66ccff|bg=0x660066|loop=no ] (see below)07:14 7/28/2007
One-shot player is tested and working (o spit aw)
That’s more back to normal and more like “it” now! We can refer to several things at once in just a few symbols if we want to try to put that many eggs in one basket, like might have been in some song somebody sang sometime so sweetly. For one thing, my own daughter who is also official of the “firstborn” category has musical gifts to share and the problem set she faces is not unusual in terms of what others have to face but it is unusual for her since she never experienced this paradox before. You only meet the “big surprise” once, whatever it is. After that it does not sneak up on you, since you have seen it before. Familiarity is something we all desire.
That’s a fairly broad generalization and we better admit there may be some folks who do not desire any familiarity of any kind, although I cannot imagine how they would ever be able to “think” about much for very long and know whether they had thought about it before. My father is getting to be like this. He thinks of something for the first time, again and again, and it’s not something new, but he is almost certain he never mentioned it to me before. So I have to decide whether to pretend that he’s enlightening me, or whether to enlighten him about how he told me that yesterday too.
And I obviously don’t want that kind of “evil spirit” to run in my branch of the family, so I pretty much need to keep tabs on my own ability to remember anything whether it just happened or was somewhere closer to the moment of my birth. That is one moment I feel that I do not remember at all, yet it probably is “in there” somewhere in the back of my mind: that first scary view of the world, as I left the safety of my own mother’s body. With my insatiable curiosity, I actually wish I could remember that, and hope to “view” it someday, sooner rather than later, in the grander scale of existence.
But that is not what I needed to share tonight. My offering this time will be her first presentation, followed by another poker hand (look back for post 614 if you can find it for the first round in the “hold’em” game I tried to get started) with five pieces. The playlist in this player-gizmo (rated pg) is as follows (not to be confused with Megan Follows, whom I would follow nearly anywhere I’d imagine), with or without red hair preferences highlighted:
- You Are (Rachel Redfield)
- Galen Plus Avril GPA 1.0
- Other – Michelle
- Double Dreary (aka DD ROCK)
- Jam One Time JOT 01
- Cinnamon Cowgirl
As stated, #1 is Rach’s own concoction, which I recall hearing as “formative elements” before even she herself thought she was beginning to compose her own songs (and Layla was hearing it too, over the phone), which she would have prefered to do another take on it so it does not sound “so horrible, my gosh” like she wincingly admits it does, to her seem rather disappointing to have to show this to the world (hope you followed all that), but then realized that we can do the new version later in a much better “format” if she wants, since we have no idea whether anyone even listens to this questionable entertainment. (Just questioning things can be quite entertaining, in and of itself, if that makes sense!) After I pointed out how easy it will be to lay down the guitar part alone and then sing along with her other instrumental self. We’ll do that “studio method” here one of these day. If that is in the bigger plan, we will. Otherwise, no.
#2 is that idea where I can play with Avril if she wants. Actually she can probably have whatever she wants from me. Either that or a piece of my mind is what she’ll get, in words. That might not be what she’d want. That’s how that always goes, isn’t it?
#3 is a couple of tunes I played for the millionth time (not really) because I like thinking I “know someone” who will “probably like these” and so I did it to make at least one certain special (to me) someone feel extra special (myself probably is all that catches it, though). It is also remarkable the same way #2 is.
#4 is something based on my own idea when I was enjoying the wonderful age of 16 and playing in the four-piece enterprise calling ourselves “The Revolvers” and not really hitting the ear-targets all that well, at the time. So we had a job at the Maplewood Grange playing with two other bands (who were real bands that were getting paid, not like us, opening for the “exposure” we needed) with cool names that we wished we’d had (like “A Band Of Angels” and “The Redcoats” unless it was someone else, I may have shorted-out on that). We’d been told that we ought to play at least one original number if we wanted to be successful, and I drew the straw. That still seems to be what I get, shortly. Same remark as #2, #3.
#5 I just put this together the other day at night for the lady across the pond who only seems like someone I’ve known my whole life. What helps that illusion to work (where I’ve known Ellie since we were both little girls except that I was a schoolboy) is that I’ve learnt how to think “outside myself” quite a bit and have no fear that the experts would recommend against it. I can easily explain why this technique (funny word for it) does not work for the experts, but I will not bother. Same remark, isn’t it?
#6 This is Neil Young’s song “
Cinnomon Cinnamon Girl” only I chopped it with my own horses hooves and the loose nails in my shoes. Whinney, I need to pooh! and also get my eyes replaced or that other optic nerve-ending which misfires 😦
I only made this into a six-thing because I had the five-shot going on and Rachel came home from a near-week at Camp Davidson, so I’m glad to be “forcing her” to show off a little for everyone now. Fun’s over. 🙂
This loops now! Nineteen minutes, over and over and over…
For now (after it is working), just the one in-line mini-jukebox with all the buttons pressed. You might see a different version/format later. Later will surely come, but who knows what this distracted derelict my undecide to do next? I already forgot to say anything at all about Y.A. Tittle, didn’t I (and with a name like Yelberton, you just know he’s got to be good!)? What was I thinking? Good grief… it’ll be something unspectacular, most likely. Also I need to find out when the fair is going to be, this year, since they might want to go. That way there will be memories to share, when later gets here, like it always does! Hooray for later! (okay, we can celebrate later, later, if you want)