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Tuesday night follies.
Feb. 24th, 2009 08:22 pmMuslin? Muslin? MUSLIN????? And Rit???? Thank Goodness the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
spearweasel has better sense! I did the crapass $1 a yard cotton broadcloth route when I was teaching myself to sew. It NEVER looked right. Ever.
Taiko was awesome tonight - which figures since we now have a two week hiatus until the next set of classes begins. (Sigh.) Taiko was the way taiko ought to be, even though one of our members continues to have all the natural rhythm a pithed frog in convulsions and forgot bits of the same routine he's been doing for the past eight weeks. To his credit, the forgetfulness is not normal, he generally works his ass off and gets an A++ for trying hard, but everyone else was playing like we were on rails tonight and it just made it more noticeable. Anyway, back to the good stuff: the new piece is gelling pretty well. Sensei had us set up to rotate through the positions on that, THEN segue into one rep of "Shinkyoku" (the piece from last session), THEN segue into "Jisshin", with everyone rotating through on O-daiko bits. It went so well, he had us keep playing about ten minutes into the beginner class that follows. Of course, with an audience, even a small one, we made plenty of mistakes and "the wave" got pretty ragged. Still, I think I spent most of class grinning like an idiot.
Caught "Monterey Pop" on Sundance last night. It's been years since I'd seen it. All those beautiful, deeply stoned kids are AARP members by now - or dead. No more Jimi. No more Janis. No more Keith Moon and Pete Townsend looks like somebody's dad these days instead of a guitar smashing kid. So one watches the progression of all the rock and blues acts doing their groovy thing - and then Ravi Shankar comes on. Ten minutes of utter joy and staggeringly brilliant musicianship. And his tabla player, Alla Rakha! Amazing.
spearweasel has better sense! I did the crapass $1 a yard cotton broadcloth route when I was teaching myself to sew. It NEVER looked right. Ever. Taiko was awesome tonight - which figures since we now have a two week hiatus until the next set of classes begins. (Sigh.) Taiko was the way taiko ought to be, even though one of our members continues to have all the natural rhythm a pithed frog in convulsions and forgot bits of the same routine he's been doing for the past eight weeks. To his credit, the forgetfulness is not normal, he generally works his ass off and gets an A++ for trying hard, but everyone else was playing like we were on rails tonight and it just made it more noticeable. Anyway, back to the good stuff: the new piece is gelling pretty well. Sensei had us set up to rotate through the positions on that, THEN segue into one rep of "Shinkyoku" (the piece from last session), THEN segue into "Jisshin", with everyone rotating through on O-daiko bits. It went so well, he had us keep playing about ten minutes into the beginner class that follows. Of course, with an audience, even a small one, we made plenty of mistakes and "the wave" got pretty ragged. Still, I think I spent most of class grinning like an idiot.
Caught "Monterey Pop" on Sundance last night. It's been years since I'd seen it. All those beautiful, deeply stoned kids are AARP members by now - or dead. No more Jimi. No more Janis. No more Keith Moon and Pete Townsend looks like somebody's dad these days instead of a guitar smashing kid. So one watches the progression of all the rock and blues acts doing their groovy thing - and then Ravi Shankar comes on. Ten minutes of utter joy and staggeringly brilliant musicianship. And his tabla player, Alla Rakha! Amazing.
