I can't seem to get it together to blog about my own performance. Luckily, Amar was there and he is more on the ball.
Check it out...
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Listen to No More Twist!
Did you miss the No More Twist! performance, live in the KFJC Pit on Thursday?
It's OK. You can still hear it on last.fm, or on Les' podcast.
The text is the exceedingly rockin' spoem "Nice to see you". It's a wonderful piece of spam poetry posted to the Spoetry Collectors email list in 2006.
It's OK. You can still hear it on last.fm, or on Les' podcast.
The text is the exceedingly rockin' spoem "Nice to see you". It's a wonderful piece of spam poetry posted to the Spoetry Collectors email list in 2006.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
This reminds me of Paul a lot.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Six months
I guess I am adapting somewhat, to my hideously shrunken universe.
I’m not exaggerating when I say that I didn’t believe I could go on living without Paul. I had joyfully and passionately made a lifetime commitment to him, and I didn’t make any move in the present without considering our future together. I didn’t have any concept of a future where he was not here.
But it seems like I have to acknowledge that I have actually gone on living without Paul, for six months. I still don’t know why or how. The will to survive persists. Even more baffling is how I have not only lived, but had successes, somehow. I’m not sure I am really even doing it. It seems to happen without my direct participation, at a distance.
I am deeply grateful to my family and friends for understanding how devastated I was and still am, and for giving me so much love and support.
I’m being made to understand that I am never going to “get over” what’s happened. And given the severity of it, I feel that’s appropriate. The best I can hope for is to get used to it. I don’t understand how I will do that, either, but what choice do I have?
I’m not exaggerating when I say that I didn’t believe I could go on living without Paul. I had joyfully and passionately made a lifetime commitment to him, and I didn’t make any move in the present without considering our future together. I didn’t have any concept of a future where he was not here.
But it seems like I have to acknowledge that I have actually gone on living without Paul, for six months. I still don’t know why or how. The will to survive persists. Even more baffling is how I have not only lived, but had successes, somehow. I’m not sure I am really even doing it. It seems to happen without my direct participation, at a distance.
I am deeply grateful to my family and friends for understanding how devastated I was and still am, and for giving me so much love and support.
I’m being made to understand that I am never going to “get over” what’s happened. And given the severity of it, I feel that’s appropriate. The best I can hope for is to get used to it. I don’t understand how I will do that, either, but what choice do I have?
Monday, June 23, 2008
Behold the Glove of Truth!
Here is Les modeling the first version of the Glove of Truth. I will be wearing the glove on July 23rd in our premiere performance of "Inquisition". It's equipped with sensors that will detect my vital signs and transmit them to Les' computer, which will analyze them and assign truth or falsehood. Then the computer will choose synth sounds and visuals to play and project in response.Les is due back in the States next month and we'll rehearse and refine the piece then. The Glove of Truth and the software and all the non-human factors will be configured and tweaked and adjusted as we approach premiere night. Honestly I wasn't expecting for there to be a glove. Having all the sensors in one place does simplify things for me as far as staging. I can start to think ahead about how I will approach my half of the performance visually. So my configuring, tweaking and adjustment of myself as an instrument begins now.
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