Opened computer: no piano, no sound; read lots of internet forum advice about software instruments; eventually realised I had to load Garage Band sounds; loaded Garage Band sounds; piano worked; realised I didn’t need internal speakers to work as sound went through interface; rejoiced; made music; sang; was pleased with result – back on the road again! Woo Hoo!
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You’ve gotta love a girl who wants to talk. I don’t mean someone who jabbers on meaninglessly and talks your ears off but one who converses, find out about your world and share hers. I know a girl like this and one of the many conversations we had this weekend was about records. She asked if I owned any vinyl records and I said yes. I also said that I was one of those old codgers who believes music sounds better on record. I also said having the music on vinyl befits how important music is. You have to be delicate with vinyl, treat it with a little care and attention.
It got me thinking not only about ‘record’ shops but also bookshops. How long are we going to have them? Everything is becoming digital. I sent my friend a message last week saying that it’s really cool having everything digital because then you can carry all your favourite cultural things on one small electronic device. When she visited she left a book with me that she had just finished, Alone In Berlin. It’s sitting on my floor and every time I look at it, I want to retract my statement about digital love because the book is just extraordinary, like any book, like a vinyl record. It’s a reminder that we make things not just to be functional but beautiful too and I find that monumentally important.
So I found out last night that at the weekend, after playing with a sound (stretching it, shortening it, adding wobbly effects to it) I had managed to destroy the original sound and saved the new affected/effected version over the top of it. The trouble is, the sound was a girl’s voice, saying a line for me, and now that she is back home in a different country, its not so easy for me to pop round and record her again. I turned the air blue when I found out what i’d done but I’m over it now (well, sort of!!)