The time has come to part with the musical instrument, software etc that I haven’t used in a long while.
My Ireland built Avalon L325 Legacy Premier that I purchased new from the Cheltenham Acoustic Guitar show has been out of its case less than a dozen times and so falls into that category. The instrument is a beautiful one and although I loved it at the show, I thought it too expensive to play regularly or put on a stand when I got it back home. It has a Hiscox case and all of the paperwork that originally came with it. It was built in the original Avalon factory in Newtownards, Ireland.
Everything below is just opinion and rambling, feel free to ignore it.
Where to begin eh? You don’t know what you have until it’s gone. Being outside of a school environment and having time to take in the world at large is having a detrimental effect on me. Listening to Radio 4 isn’t helping. I heard a fascinating The Long View and Unforgettable this morning. The former was about fake news (William of Norwich) and the latter about Mary Whitehouse. I won’t bore you with the content of the programmes or the way that each affected me but please don’t let me stop you from listening to them.
Not having marking, record keeping, and preparation for lessons to complete any longer, I’m able to get out into the world more (like some web encrusted cleric or academic cut loose from their discipline). It’s a world not unlike that of that of the Stepford Wives.
It’s difficult to understand how human beings can be so subtly (and forcibly) influenced and misled. I would be a conspiracy theorist but I have a feeling that conspiracy theory is just a part of the conspiracy.
I watched a youtube video about the rise of the Rothschild family but wonder how much of the information may be propagated by antisemitics. And here lies the problem (discussed in the The Long View programme. Human interaction and communication (it seems to me) has always enabled misinformation and dishonesty to move from the parochial to the international but social media has accelerated the process and created a situation where it is impossible to retract the kernel of the lie (Why do we say kernel now instead of nucleus and why are the words narrative and propagated used so frequently?) .
Apologies if this post has seemed to jump about and lack cohesion. But then, that is my view of the human condition – we don’t experience our existence in a linear and continuous way. Rather a piecemeal, fragmented fashion which we try to stitch together in our understanding.
And I bet that none of this is new thinking c.f. William of Norwich.
I expect I’ll be returning to this post, adding to it and editing it as the whim takes me out here in ether-land.
Please don’t mistake the tone of this post for passive aggression.
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I paid a visit to PMT, Cardiff today (again) to pick up a Shure SM58. I’m now all set to start committing my folk and acoustic guitar repertoire to hard drive.
Thursday’s visit to the Lyceum folk club in Newport convinced me that this is the way forward for me musically speaking. I shall still be remastering (but not re-recording) old Earth Balm material and sending them out to the world via my Bandcamp account (it’s not live yet but I’ll post here when it is).
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I attended the Lyceum Folk Club last night. To say that my playing and singing were rusty is an understatement. However, it did feel musically like I was ‘home’. So, thanks to club members and visitors for making the club such a welcoming place.