Thursday, June 4, 2009

Low D & M 03


Continuing to face my fears of performing in public. Today I explore lesson six (Dotted quarter & half notes) with an instrument I'm not really very good at.

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Low D & M 03


Continuing to face my fears of performing in public. Today I explore lesson six (Dotted quarter & half notes) with an instrument I'm not really very good at.

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Friday, April 17, 2009

Low D & Me 02


Continuing my evaluation of the whistle lessons I designed, I tackle lesson five today: Sixteenth notes. 3 short ditties for your entertainment on a Low D whistle.

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Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Low D & Me 01

I designed tinwhistle lessons for my daughters and students, but thought it might be fun to become more familiar with my Howard Low D whistle by going through the lessons myself. I mostly focus on my Burke Brass session whistle in D, and only occasionally play with the Low D. It's a screamingly green metallic beauty that deserves better than sitting in a corner. Maybe these exercises will change that.













Sunday, December 14, 2008

City Winter

More experimentation with the RJDJ soundscape generator. For me this movie is more interesting aurally than visually, but mostly because the wind failed to shake snow from the branches in puffs of confectionary powder as it had done prior to filming.

Not Yet Gone Away

The pennywhistle mournfully plays to the rhythm set by the sampled echoes.







Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Drawing Breath

Coughing and clearing my throat while attempting a relaxing night of rest despite my chest cold.

This recording uses the noia scene, which responds to the sonic environment around me and interprets noise as a kinetic, nujazzy-style nightclub. There is only mild sampling, unlike the other scenes I've featured, and the sampling favors low tones. Through the filters of noia, my coughs and throat clearings take on the rumblings of a deranged kraken with the croup.