<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:47:27.998-04:00</updated><category term='Taverner'/><category term='String Quartets'/><category term='Church of the Advent'/><category term='Messiaen'/><category term='piano'/><category term='repetition'/><title type='text'>hand2ear</title><subtitle type='html'>Comments about music, the arts and society.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-9112765007879359215</id><published>2009-07-03T14:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:16:06.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Neverland</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Call me a sentimental fool, but the death scene in the movie 'Finding Neverland' never fails to move me.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then, I harbor a hope that fairies really exist, and if so that they are something like the ones in 'Midsummer Night's Dream'; free to play in the woods and play tricks on mortals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-9112765007879359215?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/9112765007879359215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2009/07/finding-neverland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/9112765007879359215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/9112765007879359215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2009/07/finding-neverland.html' title='Finding Neverland'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-8942259912019945328</id><published>2009-06-20T19:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:49:19.927-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church of the Advent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taverner'/><title type='text'>Taverner and transcendent goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I went to the Church of the Advent on Beacon Hill in Boston last night to hear their magnificent choir sing the 'O Michael' Mass by John Taverner and motets by Peter Philips, Robert Parsons, and Orlando Gibbons.  The performances were uniformly excellent; the group sounds wonderful and tunes so well that the thickest textures seldom felt clogged or hazy.  There were so many memorable moments that I will not even try to list them; these were real composers, not hacks, and they each exhibit personal qualities within their common musical language.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was most impressed with the Taverner piece, however.  It seemed gracious and generous, full of radiance and goodness.  In some ways it reminded me of the 3rd Piano Sonata of Boulez. Neither piece really takes you on a journey; instead you float on an undulating bed of sound.  But the differences are huge.  With Boulez the texture is dissonant and often jarring, and the piano sound is sharply crystalline.  With Taverner, the sounds are consonant and the voices are warm and sensuous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hearing the Taverner, I felt as if I were riding on a raft in Paradise.  Everything was safe and benign, and I didn't care where the raft was going, because it was Paradise.  The music seemed to be the embodiment of a vision of transcendent goodness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That vision is one of the best things about Christianity, and one of the major reasons that consider myself a Christian.  That vision sustains and inspires me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A conversation with a skeptic after the concert reminded me that this music is difficult for most people to understand.  There are no big repetitive tunes to hum, and little in the way of conflict and resolution in the structural sense.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But an hour spent in Taverner's heaven was just what I needed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-8942259912019945328?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/8942259912019945328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2009/06/taverner-and-transcendent-goodness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/8942259912019945328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/8942259912019945328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2009/06/taverner-and-transcendent-goodness.html' title='Taverner and transcendent goodness'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-4670021138629159524</id><published>2009-01-28T15:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:15:08.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Koan by Emily Dickinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm reading &lt;u&gt;Bring Me the Rhinoceros&lt;/u&gt; by John Tarrant, who presents a number of Zen koans and associated stories.&amp;#160; He quotes Emily Dickinson in one of the chapter headings:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Friday I tasted life.&amp;#160; It was a vast morsel.&amp;#160; A Circus passed the house - still I feel the red in my mind though the drums are out.&amp;#160; The lawn is full of south and the odors tangle, and I hear today for the first time the river in the tree.&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This strikes me with great force every time I pass my eyes over it.&amp;#160; It is like a hallucination or a peek into the world of an alien mind.&amp;#160; I can't make logical sense of it, but it seems true, and it makes reality seem more real.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I guess this is what koans are supposed to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-4670021138629159524?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/4670021138629159524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2009/01/koan-by-emily-dickinson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/4670021138629159524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/4670021138629159524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2009/01/koan-by-emily-dickinson.html' title='A Koan by Emily Dickinson'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-8886739694268015245</id><published>2009-01-01T13:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:18:02.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>String Quartets, with more to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am beginning to put some of my scores onto Lulu.com, so that people can order copies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the link to my storefront:  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=3542096&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have put scores of my two string quartets there, and more will follow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-8886739694268015245?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/8886739694268015245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2009/01/string-quartets-with-more-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/8886739694268015245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/8886739694268015245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2009/01/string-quartets-with-more-to-come.html' title='String Quartets, with more to come'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-2876095932804810252</id><published>2009-01-01T12:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:12:07.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Diving Bell and Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In this film, it was not the story that moved me, but the faces of the women and children, and the ocean, and the beautiful camerawork, and the exquisite sense of timing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love to look at faces anyway, but the main character ('Jean-Do') cannot move or speak, and human faces are perhaps the most meaningful things that he sees.  He learns to communicate using eye-blinks, writes a book, and tries in small ways to mend some of the broken things in his life.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would have liked more depth to  Jean-Do's character; except for his paralysis, there seems to be very little there in the way of life choices.  His relationship with his father is important and touching - his rocky relationships with women, less so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The film's most memorable scene for me: Jean-Do is dreaming that a young, 19th-century woman is wheeling him down a deserted hall in his wheelchair.  He suddenly can move, and he turns and kneels on the seat and kisses the woman.  This is one of the most erotic and least salacious things that I have ever seen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-2876095932804810252?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/2876095932804810252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2009/01/diving-bell-and-butterfly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/2876095932804810252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/2876095932804810252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2009/01/diving-bell-and-butterfly.html' title='The Diving Bell and Butterfly'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-5087010354926324973</id><published>2008-09-21T21:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:44:36.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuang Tzu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Reading the Thomas Merton book on Chuang Tzu.&amp;#160; The latter is full of little stories and parables, but they remind me more of Kafka than Jesus.&amp;#160; 'The Hat Saleman and the Capable Ruler' is a good example, because it leaves you wondering if the (presumably enlightened) ruler is in a state of bliss or distraught.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Like Kafka's parables, these suggest much more than they state; each one seems to promise a novel's-worth of story.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I want to read those novels.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-5087010354926324973?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/5087010354926324973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/09/chuang-tzu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/5087010354926324973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/5087010354926324973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/09/chuang-tzu.html' title='Chuang Tzu'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-2596768881194678115</id><published>2008-08-01T16:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:28:38.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ASUS sublaptop first look</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just got a tiny Asus computer to take along on an upcoming vacation, and it seems pretty nice - about the size of a large paperback.&amp;#160; You can hook up a full-sized keyboard and display if you want.&amp;#160; No CD drive, but this thing is the size of a mid-sized paperback novel, so you wouldn't expect one.&amp;#160; It has 3 USB ports for extras.&amp;#160; The small keys don't really bother me, as I'm not a touch-typist.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It comes with enough software to get me writing by the lake, that's what I aim to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-2596768881194678115?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/2596768881194678115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/08/asus-sublaptop-first-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/2596768881194678115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/2596768881194678115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/08/asus-sublaptop-first-look.html' title='ASUS sublaptop first look'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-7233742875881754299</id><published>2008-07-28T23:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:41:18.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound clips, not bagels</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I attended PodCast Boston a week and a day ago, and it gave me all sorts of ideas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Because I consider myself to be a &amp;quot;content provider&amp;quot;, that is a producer rather than a merchant or consumer, I decided to try to make some content and sell it online, a bit like a bagel vendor.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I am hawking sound clips that I have composed.&amp;#160; Yes, I know that other people do this (at outrageous prices, too!), but nobody offers the clips that I make but me, for better or worse.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;These are tiny compositions and are cranky or delicate; some are just weird.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Check out my site: &lt;a title="Your Own Web Music" href="http://www.yourownwebmusic.com" target="_blank"&gt;Your Own Web Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:3521cf48-4f1f-4086-bf2e-e31a0f3de616" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;Technorati Tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/sound%20clips" rel="tag"&gt;sound clips&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/tiny%20compositions" rel="tag"&gt;tiny compositions&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/PodCamp%20Boston" rel="tag"&gt;PodCamp Boston&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-7233742875881754299?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/7233742875881754299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/07/sound-clips-not-bagels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/7233742875881754299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/7233742875881754299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/07/sound-clips-not-bagels.html' title='Sound clips, not bagels'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-7076395695104936508</id><published>2008-07-24T11:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:03:54.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Random House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:c35f0466-2ec0-4b82-9add-5c3969d9bba6" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;Technorati Tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Random%20House" rel="tag"&gt;Random House&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Gift%20from%20the%20Sea" rel="tag"&gt;Gift from the Sea&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Anne%20Morrow%20Lindbergh" rel="tag"&gt;Anne Morrow Lindbergh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wrote to Random House about a month ago to ask for permission to use part of &lt;u&gt;Gift from the Sea&lt;/u&gt; as the text for a piece of music.&amp;#160; I used snail mail, because that's what I always have done in the past.&amp;#160; I am dying to get started composing, but still no word from the publishers.&amp;#160; I don't see why this should take so long - there's no risk to them, after all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is why I most often write my own texts these days.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, the Anne Morrow Lindbergh words are beautiful and worth waiting for, I guess...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-7076395695104936508?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/7076395695104936508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/07/waiting-for-random-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/7076395695104936508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/7076395695104936508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/07/waiting-for-random-house.html' title='Waiting for Random House'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-7190169733915532106</id><published>2008-07-23T00:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:19:05.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with Picassa</title><content type='html'>I'm working on putting up a web site, and in playing with Picassa, I created the image you see here. You wouldn't believe how rudimentary the image was before I worked it over digitally. Nice, Eh?  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNUv-TGYJd4/SIa6leen2eI/AAAAAAAAACA/DcKlm6gKB4U/s1600-h/Tula+tree+small+colored.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNUv-TGYJd4/SIa6leen2eI/AAAAAAAAACA/DcKlm6gKB4U/s320/Tula+tree+small+colored.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; padding-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; background: 0% 50%; padding-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;      &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/7190169733915532106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/7190169733915532106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/07/playing-with-picassa.html' title='Playing with Picassa'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNUv-TGYJd4/SIa6leen2eI/AAAAAAAAACA/DcKlm6gKB4U/s72-c/Tula+tree+small+colored.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-8822305991909106994</id><published>2008-07-21T18:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:31:02.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Go and see this play!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;First, a disclaimer - I am the father of the director of the play(Gerritt Turner), and not the most unbiased bloke on my block, therefore.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Check out the web site:&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://www.selfportraitplay.com"&gt;Self-portrait As Schiele&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The play is in the NY Fringe Festival in August.&amp;#160; I have read versions of the script as it was in progress, and it looks pretty interesting.&amp;#160; A woman in a hospital keeps seeing Egon Schiele, the great expressionist artist.&amp;#160; He infects her with Schiele memes, and very odd things happen to her and the other characters.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Having read the script, I can't wait to see this thing.&amp;#160; In person it should be ten times better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:1651b067-7382-4a2f-af13-a15ef90eb881" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;Technorati Tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/NY%20Fringe" rel="tag"&gt;NY Fringe&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Egon%20Schiele" rel="tag"&gt;Egon Schiele&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/memes" rel="tag"&gt;memes&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Gerritt%20Turner" rel="tag"&gt;Gerritt Turner&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Mark%20Lindberg" rel="tag"&gt;Mark Lindberg&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Elsa%20Carette" rel="tag"&gt;Elsa Carette&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Elizabeth%20Hess" rel="tag"&gt;Elizabeth Hess&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Adam%20Hyland" rel="tag"&gt;Adam Hyland&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Doug%20Paulson" rel="tag"&gt;Doug Paulson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-8822305991909106994?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/8822305991909106994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/07/go-and-see-this-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/8822305991909106994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/8822305991909106994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/07/go-and-see-this-play.html' title='Go and see this play!'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-9077970245100446332</id><published>2008-07-21T18:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:01:59.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite a day of Web 2.0 action</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Whew!&amp;#160; Setting up Facebook, looking at Tweeter messages, fielding emails, some from old friends and some from new ones (PodCamp Boston 2008), etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The caricature that I did of myself has turned out to be quite useful:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/hand2ear/SIUHViCom3I/AAAAAAAAABw/GQFwGTTk7Pk/Very%20small%20self-portrait%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="Very small self-portrait" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/hand2ear/SIUHV7Vu8zI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9aDzs7CbyJo/Very%20small%20self-portrait_thumb.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am using it for Tweeter, FaceBook, and Technorati.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This stuff is exhilarating, actually.&amp;#160; Today I had two ideas for micro-businesses for myself as a content provider.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Time to get to work on those.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:e60ee202-3bf0-4fe4-a869-30aa5b6a8e96" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;Technorati Tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/FaceBook" rel="tag"&gt;FaceBook&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Tweeter" rel="tag"&gt;Tweeter&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/PodCamp" rel="tag"&gt;PodCamp&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/Boston" rel="tag"&gt;Boston&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/micro-businesses" rel="tag"&gt;micro-businesses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-9077970245100446332?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/9077970245100446332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/07/quite-day-of-web-20-action.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/9077970245100446332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/9077970245100446332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/07/quite-day-of-web-20-action.html' title='Quite a day of Web 2.0 action'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/hand2ear/SIUHV7Vu8zI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9aDzs7CbyJo/s72-c/Very%20small%20self-portrait_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-1265001701013498261</id><published>2008-06-06T16:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:14:25.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for a wee job</title><content type='html'>Ah, well, so I got laid off last week.  Not a new experience, so I'm not too upset.  I'm taking stock of my skills and options, and  also am hoping to attend to some things which I have been neglecting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-1265001701013498261?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/1265001701013498261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/06/looking-for-wee-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/1265001701013498261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/1265001701013498261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/06/looking-for-wee-job.html' title='Looking for a wee job'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-1563026391873501529</id><published>2008-06-06T15:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:08:56.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joined an artist's site</title><content type='html'>I joined a new website for artists, including composers.  Here is the link to my page there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://buncut.ning.com/profile/CharlesTurner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nicely run by artist Phillip Letts.  Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-1563026391873501529?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/1563026391873501529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/06/joined-artists-site.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/1563026391873501529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/1563026391873501529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/06/joined-artists-site.html' title='Joined an artist&apos;s site'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-2494648236614945576</id><published>2008-04-20T22:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:28:30.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC ComicCon</title><content type='html'>Having developed an interest in comics recently, I took a day off and went to the NY ComicCon over the weekend.  It was impressive in many ways, just as comics themselves are; often trashy and crowded, but full of wonderful energy and creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great to hear Neal Gaiman read and answer questions and hear Grant Morrison kibitzing with the fans in his thick Scots accent.  I also went to a panel of (relatively) old-time great comic artists and later got to talk to Carmine Infantino, whose Flash and Adam Strange comics seemed so imaginative and visually arresting when I was a pre-teen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also spoke to David Mack and bought some issues of his Kabuki comic that I was missing.  He was just as nice as I thought he would be.  He and so many of the other artists exhibit an impressive mastery of drawing and page composition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately the immense crowds (mostly men in black tee-shirts, it seemed) made me claustrophobic, and I escaped the Javits Center for a quiet restaurant with my son.  But comics seem to be full of vitality these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-2494648236614945576?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/2494648236614945576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/04/nyc-comiccon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/2494648236614945576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/2494648236614945576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/04/nyc-comiccon.html' title='NYC ComicCon'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-8256173001384051171</id><published>2008-04-20T22:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:19:05.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blockhead and Bubble Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNUv-TGYJd4/SAv3jV2jxYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4gnoWLUgliw/s1600-h/Big+eye+and+bubble+boy+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNUv-TGYJd4/SAv3jV2jxYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4gnoWLUgliw/s320/Big+eye+and+bubble+boy+small.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191515182008092034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two fellows who showed up in my sketch book one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-8256173001384051171?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/8256173001384051171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/04/blockhead-and-bubble-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/8256173001384051171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/8256173001384051171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2008/04/blockhead-and-bubble-boy.html' title='Blockhead and Bubble Boy'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNUv-TGYJd4/SAv3jV2jxYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4gnoWLUgliw/s72-c/Big+eye+and+bubble+boy+small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-4663148911739505629</id><published>2007-04-18T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:47:17.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chance and Circumstance</title><content type='html'>Carolyn Brown's book is a personal account of her dance career as a member of the Merce Cunningham dance troupe.  It's a very enjoyable book to read, full of her reactions to the important people and events in her life.  It does not attempt to be scholarly, and sometimes I wish it were a bit more detailed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What interests me most about the book is hearing a dancer talk about dancing; what makes her do it, what the ups and downs are, performing versus training, her views on other dancers and choreographers, touring, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What impresses me about Brown and the other Cunningham dancers is how disciplined they were for so little worldly reward.  They endured many years of critical disparagement and poverty as they rehearsed with almost military intensity.  Their devotion to their art surely must be an example to the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the book, Carolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I want to see the dances themselves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-4663148911739505629?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/4663148911739505629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2007/04/chance-and-circumstance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/4663148911739505629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/4663148911739505629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2007/04/chance-and-circumstance.html' title='Chance and Circumstance'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-3574768285793469604</id><published>2007-04-15T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T21:13:58.699-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repetition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Messiaen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><title type='text'>Catalog d'oiseaux</title><content type='html'>How we change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Messiaen's "Catalog d'oiseaux" today brings back memories of listening to it 25 years ago and not liking it very much.  It seemed like such a crazy enterprise, and the pieces didn't even seem to be trying for any kind of unity or development.  It seemed like swatches of music stuck together in a patchwork.  The swatches themselves were interesting but also did not develop within themselves.  The repetition drove me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, listening to the Anatol Ugorski recording, I think that I must have been young and impatient.  The pieces seem immensely vibrant, written in a musical language of great originality and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be partly due to recording technology; Ugorski's piano sounds fantastic, whereas the older LPs (Loriod playing?) probably were analog recordings.  It could be Ugorski's playing, too; I think he probably takes faster tempi and possibly uses less pedal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am a more patient listener now, more accustomed to music that is not going anywhere.  Striving and becoming is not everything; listening to Messiaen is more like prayer than drama, and sometimes prayer is just what we need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-3574768285793469604?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/3574768285793469604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2007/04/catalog-doiseaux.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/3574768285793469604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/3574768285793469604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2007/04/catalog-doiseaux.html' title='Catalog d&apos;oiseaux'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-83872366805469765</id><published>2007-01-15T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:12:10.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='String Quartets'/><title type='text'>New string quartets</title><content type='html'>I have added the scores of two new string quartets to the 'Chamber Music' page of my website.&lt;br/&gt;There are also lousy computer-generated mp3 files that may give you some idea of how the music might sound.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The first quartet is in four movements and lasts about 30 minutes.  The first movement is a diverse mixture of slow and fast music; the next two movements are titled 'scherzo', and the finale is a &lt;br /&gt;moderate-tempo piece that draws on shaped-note music and bluegrass fiddling, to some degree.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;The second quartet was designed to be quite different from the first.  The movements are shorter, and the harmonic and gestural language is much more high-modernist. The whole thing lasts about 12 minutes or so.  The movements have impressionistic titles (Clouds, Stones, Creatures, Human); I don't take these  very seriously.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I hope to get better recordings of these some day soon.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Enjoy...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-83872366805469765?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/83872366805469765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-string-quartets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/83872366805469765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/83872366805469765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-string-quartets.html' title='New string quartets'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-115402935969631509</id><published>2006-07-27T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T15:42:39.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Irony: what does it do for us?  Why should we like it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Why do the wicked prosper?  as the Bible often asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try to do something, and our efforts produce the opposite result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think we understand something, but we are grossly mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Delicious irony' is a phrase that one sometimes hears.  I suppose the irony is delicious when someone else is the victim of it, especially someone that we do not care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that enjoyment of irony is part of a world-view that says that everything good is alloyed with bad, that there is nothing in life that is purely good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this world-view does not necessarily explain the pleasure that people get from irony.  Maybe that pleasure comes from the feeling of superiority we get as observers.  Those who do not participate in the action get a compensatory ego-boost.  Bully for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might explain the popularity of irony in a world which more and more makes us spectators.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-115402935969631509?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/115402935969631509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2006/07/irony.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/115402935969631509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/115402935969631509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2006/07/irony.html' title='Irony?'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-114774745237900531</id><published>2006-05-15T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:44:12.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings</title><content type='html'>greetings from the year 2005&lt;br /&gt;on the campus of friendship&lt;br /&gt;drastic changes make the holidays very different&lt;br /&gt;but glad to be living&lt;br /&gt;all the maintainence taken care of&lt;br /&gt;one grandson&lt;br /&gt;a granddaughter in November&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed the videos&lt;br /&gt;and the ceremony&lt;br /&gt;a whole university of friends&lt;br /&gt;health seems to be my condition&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-114774745237900531?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/114774745237900531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2006/05/greetings.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/114774745237900531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/114774745237900531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2006/05/greetings.html' title='Greetings'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-113975728510186069</id><published>2006-02-12T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T10:18:07.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back and forth with G.G.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;       need to chanGe the oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;           learn kaRate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;play in the tournamEnt of gnomes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;     write a cataloGue entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;             this cOnstant back and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;                 foRth and back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;   limits my realitY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;    nothing is Guaranteed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;        except Instability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;     in the worLd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;      it's chalLenging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;         and quEstioning things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;              iS always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;             imPortant work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;so that our anxIety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;   has a purposE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-113975728510186069?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.forumgallery.com/adetail.php?id=106' title='Back and forth with G.G.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/113975728510186069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-and-forth-with-gg.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/113975728510186069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/113975728510186069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-and-forth-with-gg.html' title='Back and forth with G.G.'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-112648018590850859</id><published>2005-09-11T18:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T19:12:49.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A leaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4298/619/1600/leafonblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4298/619/200/leafonblue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-112648018590850859?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/112648018590850859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/09/leaf.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/112648018590850859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/112648018590850859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/09/leaf.html' title='A leaf'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-112647927725228632</id><published>2005-09-11T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T18:54:40.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cryptonomicon</title><content type='html'>I seldom read novels, really.  Well, I seldom read them to the end, and I am often disappointed when I do, feeling that I have wasted a lot of time for very little long-term gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neal Stephenson's novel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cryptonomicon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is 1,152 pages long, in the crappy paperback volume that I am going to throw away the minute I finish it, probably late tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a lot of clever writing and plotting to keep me going on a novel of this size.  A few laughs also help, and I find this book one of the most amusing things that I have read in 20 years of so, since I read &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enderby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, by Anthony Burgess.  It is also the kind of book that whips your head around a few times, so that afterwards, you think a little differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a book on the history of codes and ciphers when I was in high school, and it interested me a lot, though it got only as far as the Vigenere scheme.  Neal's book goes a great deal further, because cryptography has gone much further. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really it is the humor and entertaining similes that will force me to buy a better copy someday and reread it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-112647927725228632?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/112647927725228632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/09/cryptonomicon.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/112647927725228632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/112647927725228632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/09/cryptonomicon.html' title='Cryptonomicon'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-112234710308865102</id><published>2005-07-25T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T23:05:03.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New shakuhachi pieces</title><content type='html'>I have added several new pieces to the shakuhachi scores page. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a new solo piece in western notation, called 'No Answers', and a second solo piece written in Kinko-ryu notation.  This is handwritten and scanned in as a JPG file. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have added three violin-shakuhachi duets that I wrote to play with a friend at work who is also a student.  'Water Mirror has the hardest violin part, and 'Pear Tree Branch' the most difficult shakuhachi part, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last is a piece which I wrote and performed in church recently - I sang the voice part and played the shakuhachi part, accompanied by a keyboard koto sound.  This is written in the pseudo-Japanese style of my chamber opera 'Komachi'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-112234710308865102?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/112234710308865102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-shakuhachi-pieces.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/112234710308865102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/112234710308865102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-shakuhachi-pieces.html' title='New shakuhachi pieces'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-111327028364566766</id><published>2005-04-11T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T21:44:43.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistake corrected</title><content type='html'>I have updated my last posted composition because of an error in the second piece in the set.  My transliteration/annotation of the Chinese text had the wrong 'tone' or 'intonation' for one of the words - this had to be changed to make the text comprehensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt this has caused anyone any inconvenience, but if so, my apologies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-111327028364566766?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/111327028364566766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/04/mistake-corrected.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/111327028364566766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/111327028364566766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/04/mistake-corrected.html' title='Mistake corrected'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-111060047348834626</id><published>2005-03-11T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T23:07:53.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Tang Poems</title><content type='html'>I have placed some new scores and Midi files onto the 'Choral' page of my web site.  These three pieces for SATB choir with piano are intended to be performed as a set.  The poems together contain the faint outline of a story - a Chinese monk prepares for the visit of a brother from Japan, and in the third poem, the Japanese monk sails home in his little boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The texts are in the original Mandarin - much thanks to Jerry Huang of the Chinese Chorus of Cambridge for his detailed help and critiques of the text setting.  Thanks also to Heather Chu, director of the chorus, for suggesting that I might write something for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-111060047348834626?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/111060047348834626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/03/three-tang-poems.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/111060047348834626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/111060047348834626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/03/three-tang-poems.html' title='Three Tang Poems'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-110619046957214791</id><published>2005-01-19T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T23:42:41.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Note about 'Going to Sleep'</title><content type='html'>Eh, I forgot to mention that I have an MP3 of a music-boxish accompaniment for the song, so if you would like to have that, just email me at &lt;a href="mailto:charlesturner9@yahoo.com"&gt;charlesturner9(at-sign)yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-110619046957214791?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/110619046957214791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/note-about-going-to-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110619046957214791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110619046957214791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/note-about-going-to-sleep.html' title='Note about &apos;Going to Sleep&apos;'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-110619028564026507</id><published>2005-01-19T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T22:04:45.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pattern Recognition</title><content type='html'>Just finished a novel by cyber-punker William Gibson, called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pattern Recognition&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  It's a sort of mystery/thriller set in the present - no fancy sci-fi trappings here, though there is a lot of techie talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The protagonist is a sort of fashion scout consultant who has great street sense for fashion and a number of phobias towards certain advertising labels.  The mystery involves pieces of film footage that are left around on the Net: who is leaving them, and is there hidden spy-type info encrypted in them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a nice balance of physical action, detailed observation (often of clothing) and inner world in this novel, and it's extremely well plotted and paced.  I really cared about the characters, especially Cayse Pollard, with her neuroses and courage.  She reminded me a bit of my favorite hard-boiled woman warrior, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smilla in Smilla's Sense&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of Snow by Peter Hoeg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done, William Gibson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-110619028564026507?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/110619028564026507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/pattern-recognition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110619028564026507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110619028564026507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/pattern-recognition.html' title='Pattern Recognition'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-110618961007435975</id><published>2005-01-19T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T21:53:30.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another new art song</title><content type='html'>I just added a new song, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Going to Sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, to my web site.  It's repetitive and strophic, but the accompaniment is rhythmically ambiguous in a way that keeps it interesting, I think.  The singing range is not wide, and it should be easy to sing, if you can count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is all about looking at your newborn baby and realizing what an immense undertaking a life is, and how delicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I say in the score, the accompaniment should be rather mechanical, but the voice should be expressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-110618961007435975?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/110618961007435975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-new-art-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110618961007435975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110618961007435975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-new-art-song.html' title='Another new art song'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-110506739804072170</id><published>2005-01-06T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T22:09:58.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New piece for student cellists</title><content type='html'>I have put a new piece for four cellos on the Chamber Music page of my web site (&lt;a href="http://www.hand2ear.org"&gt;www.hand2ear.org&lt;/a&gt;).  It is supposed to be relatively easy to play - it may be that only the cello 1 part goes out of first position, but I didn't check carefully.  It's not a very long piece, and the rhythms are pretty simple, but the journey is worthwhile, I think.  I wrote this for Mollie Glazer, a cello player, teacher and composer who lives on Nantucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-110506739804072170?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/110506739804072170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-piece-for-student-cellists.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110506739804072170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110506739804072170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-piece-for-student-cellists.html' title='New piece for student cellists'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-110469282791737021</id><published>2005-01-02T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T14:07:07.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another essential book</title><content type='html'>&lt;b class="sans"&gt;Don't Think of an Elephant: Know Your Values and Frame the Debate--The Essential Guide for Progressives&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/search-handle-url/index=books&amp;field-author=George%20Lakoff/104-0712874-8178360"&gt;George Lakoff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conservatives ought to read this book, too, because it is such a good analysis of conservative as well as progressive values.  Revelatory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-110469282791737021?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/110469282791737021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-essential-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110469282791737021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110469282791737021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-essential-book.html' title='Another essential book'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-110469257928089388</id><published>2005-01-02T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T14:02:59.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An essential book</title><content type='html'>&lt;b class="sans"&gt;Impro: Improvisation and the Theatre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/search-handle-url/index=books&amp;field-author=Keith%20Johnstone/104-0712874-8178360"&gt;Keith Johnstone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book ought to be read by EVERYBODY, not just people interested in theater.  It discusses the ways  that education harms us and ways to make life full and colorful.  It examines the ways that we become blocked emotionally and imaginatively, and gives exercises to free us.  The chapters on Mask and trance are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine a person reading this book and not being changed for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-110469257928089388?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/110469257928089388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/essential-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110469257928089388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110469257928089388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2005/01/essential-book.html' title='An essential book'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-110377999141172248</id><published>2004-12-23T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T00:33:11.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new song added</title><content type='html'>I have added a new song, 'Come Away, Death', to the Songs score page on my web site (&lt;a href="http://www.hand2ear.org"&gt;www.hand2ear.org&lt;/a&gt;).  I have also put up PDF versions of the songs for people who have trouble with the Sibelius Scorch plugin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is a simple setting of the text from Shakespeare's &lt;em&gt;Twelfth Night&lt;/em&gt;.  I originally wanted to write it as a real theater song, but the character of the music makes it quite unusable for stage.  Nevertheless, I like the song as it is - a dreamy and rather passionate art song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-110377999141172248?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/110377999141172248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-song-added.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110377999141172248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110377999141172248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-song-added.html' title='A new song added'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-110193976688758356</id><published>2004-12-01T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T17:22:46.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Progressive/repetitive formal schemas</title><content type='html'>ABC&lt;br /&gt;ABCD&lt;br /&gt;_BCD&lt;br /&gt;_BCDE&lt;br /&gt;__CDE&lt;br /&gt;__CDEF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC&lt;br /&gt;_BCA&lt;br /&gt;_BCD&lt;br /&gt;__CDB&lt;br /&gt;__CDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ways to move forward (with repetition)  in a time-based piece (music, dance, video, perhaps theater)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could be layered on top of each other in a medium that admits to layering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-110193976688758356?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/110193976688758356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/12/progressiverepetitive-formal-schemas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110193976688758356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110193976688758356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/12/progressiverepetitive-formal-schemas.html' title='Progressive/repetitive formal schemas'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-110192469186337695</id><published>2004-12-01T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T13:11:31.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From a letter of Kafka</title><content type='html'>"The books we need are the kind that act upon us like a misfortune, that make us suffer like the death of someone we love more than ourselves, that make us feel as though we were on the verge of suicide, or lost in a forest remote from all human habitation - a book should serve as the axe for the frozen sea within us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is true.  But I can think of other kinds of books that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-110192469186337695?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/110192469186337695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/12/from-letter-of-kafka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110192469186337695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110192469186337695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/12/from-letter-of-kafka.html' title='From a letter of Kafka'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-110148982557773315</id><published>2004-11-26T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T14:00:39.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mister Flint</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;metiCulously carved&lt;br /&gt;Human faces&lt;br /&gt;intricate hIeroglyphs&lt;br /&gt;filled with Combinations&lt;br /&gt;of calligrapHic lines -&lt;br /&gt;so-callEd bald, tall&lt;br /&gt;and ecceNtric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mister flInt's jewels&lt;br /&gt;were collecTed from&lt;br /&gt;an idealiZed ruin&lt;br /&gt;by European observers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thief&lt;br /&gt;scholar&lt;br /&gt;tall&lt;br /&gt;bald&lt;br /&gt;eccentric&lt;br /&gt;so-called&lt;br /&gt;Mister Flint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-110148982557773315?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/110148982557773315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/11/mister-flint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110148982557773315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110148982557773315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/11/mister-flint.html' title='Mister Flint'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-110088256722468438</id><published>2004-11-19T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T11:42:47.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantata: the ancient astronomers</title><content type='html'>the heavens were a vast sphere, made of fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dimidium ejus spati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for space was infinite and had no center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diapason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its base was the apparent disc of the sun&lt;br /&gt;sixty times the equatorial radius of earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cone had its apex at the center of the earth&lt;br /&gt;the distance to the moon and back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each planet lived in spheres numbered four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three spheres confined the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fere tantundem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he did not believe in the large parallax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the region of the clouds and winds&lt;br /&gt;the horizon equally divided the ecliptic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the homocentric spheres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sescuplum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did the sun show no movement in lattitude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diapason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the error disappeared at syzygy&lt;br /&gt;in the pure and liquid air of continual light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dimidium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shadow of the earth reached the sun's orbit&lt;br /&gt;the planets continued gliding in their epicycles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the lunar parallax&lt;br /&gt;he observed the distances of zenith&lt;br /&gt;at noon for three hundred stadia he saw no shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for space was infinite and had no center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dimidium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for space was a sphere, and earth was its center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diapason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eudoxus&lt;br /&gt;Hipparchus&lt;br /&gt;Thales&lt;br /&gt;Menelaus&lt;br /&gt;Ptolemy&lt;br /&gt;Kleomedes&lt;br /&gt;Archimedes&lt;br /&gt;Posidonius&lt;br /&gt;Theon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-110088256722468438?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/110088256722468438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/11/cantata-ancient-astronomers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/110088256722468438'/><link rel='self' 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new;font-size:130%;"&gt;layer 2) a_b_c_d_e_a__b__c__d__e__abcde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;layer 3) a__b__c__d__e__abcdea_b_c_d_e_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;time/space ---&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-109978389388742039</id><published>2004-11-06T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T09:05:47.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel Webster on Military conscription</title><content type='html'>...Where is it written in the Constitution, in what article or section is it contained, that you may take children from their parents, and compel them to fight the battles of any war in which the folly or the wickedness of government may engage it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under what concealment has this power lain hidden which now for the first time comes forth, with a tremendous and baleful aspect, to trample down and destroy the dearest rights of personal liberty? Who will show me any Constitutional injunction which makes it the duty of the American people to surrender everything valuable in life, and even life itself, not when the safety of their country and its liberties may demand the sacrifice, but whenever the purposes of an ambitious and mischievous government may require it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir, I almost disdain to go to quotations and references to prove that such an abominable doctrine has no foundation in the Constitution of the country. It is enough to know that that instrument was intended as the basis of a free government, and that the power contended for is incompatible with any notion of personal liberty. An attempt to maintain this doctrine upon the provisions of the Constitution is an exercise of perverse ingenuity to extract slavery from substance of a free government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-109978389388742039?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.libertystory.net/LSDOCWEBSTERCONSCRIPTION.htm' title='Daniel Webster on Military conscription'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/109978389388742039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/11/daniel-webster-on-military.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/109978389388742039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/109978389388742039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/11/daniel-webster-on-military.html' title='Daniel Webster on Military conscription'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-109924313608362429</id><published>2004-10-31T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T12:18:56.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Child</title><content type='html'>                            my tongUe speaks       &lt;br /&gt;                                    to aNy ear;           &lt;br /&gt;                                          Days go by, &lt;br /&gt;                     growing moRe        &lt;br /&gt;                                    unsEasonable;        &lt;br /&gt;                                    theSe days that remain -     &lt;br /&gt;                                it doeSn't        &lt;br /&gt;                                 mattEr how many.           &lt;br /&gt;                                         Day turns to night;    &lt;br /&gt;                             I bake Bread for you,          &lt;br /&gt;                                      mY lovely        &lt;br /&gt;                                     chiLd.          &lt;br /&gt;                                       hOw did you gain    &lt;br /&gt;                               the silVer which&lt;br /&gt;                              enslavEs you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        from Rumi    10-24-03&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-109924313608362429?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/109924313608362429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/10/lovely-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/109924313608362429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/109924313608362429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/10/lovely-child.html' title='Lovely Child'/><author><name>Charles Turner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01545520072696943757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-109885220812928786</id><published>2004-10-27T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T23:51:18.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>James Tenney's Forms I-IV</title><content type='html'>Reading the liner notes of the Hat Art recording of James Tenney's &lt;b&gt;Forms&lt;/b&gt; leads one to expect some kind of dry, conceptual exercise. Each has a simple structure made by slowly adding and subtracting tones from a sound mass produced by sixteen players who play single pitches at indeterminate but regular times. The pitches are derived from the harmonic series, and this becomes apparent at the end of the second piece, which becomes a dominant 7th chord, then the 7th goes away, leaving a major chord, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the effect of this is anything but dry. The busy sections seem to buzz and hum with life, and when the music becomes low and soft, it feels like an underground river with occasional sparkles of light in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since I have heard a piece of new music this original and beautiful. The music seems to hold within it the whole world of phenomena and feeling. In its inexorable, non-dramatic way, it is very moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four pieces are interleaved with four other works, one each by Varese, Cage, Wolpe, and Feldman. Tenney has dedicated one of the &lt;b&gt;Forms&lt;/b&gt; to each of these composers.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;If Tenney feels indebted to these composers, he has paid his debt most generously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-109885220812928786?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/109885220812928786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/10/james-tenneys-forms-i-iv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/109885220812928786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840822/posts/default/109885220812928786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Cornell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exhibition Consisted&lt;br /&gt;of bOx constructions,&lt;br /&gt;also CamelopaRdalis...&lt;br /&gt;He iNcorporated constellations,&lt;br /&gt;figurEs of Auriga,&lt;br /&gt;coLumns, seashells -&lt;br /&gt;the compLex nature of existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Cornell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-109854175754632461?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/feeds/109854175754632461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hand2ear.blogspot.com/2004/10/joseph-cornell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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apprentice&lt;br /&gt;opeNs his&lt;br /&gt;massive mAw,&lt;br /&gt;drooling wiTh pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my paIns&lt;br /&gt;and sOrrows!&lt;br /&gt;None worse&lt;br /&gt;than black despaiR!&lt;br /&gt;In my distrEss&lt;br /&gt;I calleD, "Willie, Willie!"&lt;br /&gt;and whEn they&lt;br /&gt;carried hiM hither,&lt;br /&gt;the dolPhins leapt high,&lt;br /&gt;yeT soon fell back again.&lt;br /&gt;All while the brIght moon&lt;br /&gt;shOne, sizzling&lt;br /&gt;its inarticulate soNg!&lt;br /&gt;How Dismal!&lt;br /&gt;they tickle mE&lt;br /&gt;and I'm All itchy!&lt;br /&gt;and wiTh all of this singing&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of breatH...&lt;br /&gt;12-02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840822-109854151593988346?l=hand2ear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-109854118874034797</id><published>2004-10-23T10:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T10:19:48.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trigger-man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As I slurp my soup, Hamlet admits&lt;br /&gt;that he tAlked to the assasin&lt;br /&gt;before he talked to Me;&lt;br /&gt;then I hear the belLs begin to ring,&lt;br /&gt;as they have tollEd for so many&lt;br /&gt;distinguished sTate-funerals before.&lt;br /&gt;Which one is the Murderer?&lt;br /&gt;the highrAnking official&lt;br /&gt;whose upholstered Carcass gently&lt;br /&gt;trundles off in an expensive Hearse?&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps 'tIs the smelly trigger-man&lt;br /&gt;hiding in some abject laNe, along with&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the populacE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/20/02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840822.post-109849733327362725</id><published>2004-10-22T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T22:08:53.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganymed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Their dEnsity can oppress&lt;br /&gt;the heart mUch more gravely than&lt;br /&gt;the deepest layeR of snow-&lt;br /&gt;and now they surrOund Ganymed,&lt;br /&gt;enveloPed in mantles,&lt;br /&gt;neArly as ancient&lt;br /&gt;as the cratEred surface of the moon.&lt;br /&gt;Of coUrse, their hearts,&lt;br /&gt;like woRlds of ice,&lt;br /&gt;are cOld and still-&lt;br /&gt;and JuPiter has turned away,&lt;br /&gt;his feAtures dark-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An astronomy book&lt;br /&gt;4/16/2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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