sylvansafekeepe: (Violins)
Personal Goal:

For the near future, make a point of learning one new tune per day. Yesterday was "Whitefish in the Rapids". Today's goal is "Owny's Best Jig". Other tunes in the queue include Monday Morning Reel, Molly Rankin's Reel, and Le 24 Juin.

Overarching objective for the week is figuring out "The Little Cascade", which is really easy in terms of notes. The problem is that my standard bowing pattern for reels doesn't work at all for it, and I should figure out what actually does. I want to get around to learning Mrs. Joyscream at some point as well, but the dots don't seem to exist on the web anywhere, and both of the recordings I've found have chunks that are difficult to pick out.

Figuring out bowing is aggravating. It's become something of a weak point for me, technique-wise, and this problem is exacerbated by the fact that I can practice fingerings at work without too much difficulty, since I don't need to be typing constantly. However, my right hand is perpetually on the mouse.
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The point of this entry is to do a completely unbiased analysis of my fiddling, and highlight areas which need improvement, whether they be minor things or major issues. It's something I've wanted to do for a while. However, now that I have an actual recording of myself playing for an entire event (at Dithean; thanks, Kirsten!), it's a lot easier to look back ("listen back" might be a more appropriate phrase) and write down things I notice.

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Maybe I should just start up a second account for music-related stuff, since it seems that's pretty much the only topic I post about with any sort of regularity. Or at least a music-specific icon.


The usual random thoughts/musings/experiences... )


Aug. 28th, 2007 11:24 pm
sylvansafekeepe: (EvilFrog)
I will admit that I'm generally a fan of nature.

That said, I am not a huge fan of crickets. At least not anymore. I was fine with them until about two or three days ago, when they started invading the house. Now I go to sleep (or rather, attempt to go to sleep) to the chirping of shiny black insects. They lurk in every corner, waiting until the time is right to start up their infernal melody. I've discovered that they generally shut up if I have the lights on. Unfortunately, there's a genius one somewhere inside the closet right now who is merrily going at it even though I haven't turned off the lights yet.

And when I do turn off the lights, the rest of them will start. Did you know that crickets make their chirping noise by rubbing one wing against another? It's sort of like playing the violin, actually, but on an exceedingly miniature scale. And it's only the males that make the loud chirps; there's a softer, barely audible chirp that's made to court females in the area, but the one that we can hear is solely for the purpose of getting women to come take a look in the first place.

Yes, that's right: the basement of 59 Berkley Avenue is officially a fiddler bachelor pad. I can't verify the exact numbers, but as of last night, there are probably 4 or 5 of us living here. The crickets are probably going to be more successful than me in finding a mate, too. :-/

I'm going to try to go to sleep now. Emphasis on "try", since there's a possibility that instead of going to sleep, I'll just go insane and start challenging the crickets to fiddle competitions. I'm pretty sure I'll win: they've only got one tune, a glissando that's centered somewhere around high B or C.



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