He'd had the sense, moments earlier, that Caroline was on the verge of accusing him of being "depressed," and he was afraid that if the idea that he was depressed gained currency, he would forfeit his right to his opinions. He would forfeit his moral certainties; every word he spoke would become a symptom of disease; he would never win an argument.
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READIN
READIN started out as a place for me
to keep track of what I am reading, and to learn (slowly, slowly)
how to design a web site.
There has been some mission drift
here and there, but in general that's still what it is. Some of
the main things I write about here are
reading books,
listening to (and playing) music, and
watching the movies. Also I write about the
work I do with my hands and with my head; and of course about bringing up Sylvia.
The site is a bit of a work in progress. New features will come on-line now and then; and you will occasionally get error messages in place of the blog, for the forseeable future. Cut me some slack, I'm just doing it for fun! And if you see an error message you think I should know about, please drop me a line. READIN source code is PHP and CSS, and available on request, in case you want to see how it works.
See my reading list for what I'm interested in this year.
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I'm getting to where there are songs I'm confident about playing. I want to start building a songbook. I want to play some songs at open mics. Once it gets warm out, I want to start busking. I want to play Maplewood Porchfest this summer.
posted evening of January 24th, 2019: 5 responses ➳ More posts about Projects
Monday, January 21st, 2019
"Like the reverend King, our Leader Trump has a dream... that one day, in the red hills of Arizona, the sons of former migrant workers and the sons of former ICE agents will be reduced to bartering scraps from the remnants of our civilisation... that one day his 5 little children will have no need to worry about the chaos of society crumbling around them, having retained an army of private goons to protect them..."
The tin-can cello had its first time up on stage last night, when I took it to Brooklyn Raga Massive's weekly concert and open jam at Jalopy in Red Hook.
The concert was an album release party for cellist George Crotty. Great, I'm looking forward to hearing more of his music. The open jam was all I'd been hoping for -- I've been meaning to get to this weekly happening for a long time. Definitely going back.
The tin-can cello had a strong wolf tone when playing B, especially noticeable on the A string. Last night I fixed it with an improvised wolf tone eliminator:
My thinking was that the wolf tone eliminators I've seen for sale are just a method of adding a little mass and damping to the afterlength of the string. I thought a fishing weight would do nicely and not have any moving parts to come loose. It works like a charm -- the B on the A string sounds clear and true, and it sounds fine on other strings as well though there is not as much of a stark difference... I don't hear wolf tone anywhere else.
posted morning of December 28th, 2018: Respond ➳ More posts about Luthery
A dilruba could be built with a gourd body. (note Not nearly enough tension to support a washtub construction, though.) The neck might be cherry -- the shape of it seems pretty easy to build, much much simpler than a sitar neck. (I am thinking here that the neck is not hollow, I'll need to check that.) Friction pegs for the tarif strings could easily be let in to the side of the neck with the string winding on the outside. The bridge will be maple and the nut cocobolo. Or a cocobolo bridge even! That could be made pretty thin.
