Friday, August 05, 2005

trampolining canal boat odyssey

rare that i don't blog for awhile, seems strange that i haven't left a post since monday... alot has happened, ok, in brief:

tuesday:

cycle to arnos grove because of picadilly line still not working (then), never cycled up there before & a strange/nice journey, lots of hills, but i'm better at hills these days (although could be better still)...

chiropractic session, always good,

trampolining with S & R's kids, that game where the grown-up (& that was me) gets the kids to sit cross-legged and then bounces around them making them bounce up whilst still sitting, made them laugh alot, made me laugh alot...

grown-ups get tired more quickly, this after the night before, sat with auntie E in her front room whilst friends of her kids were chatting in the garden, feeling my age a little because i'm closer to the grandparent...

wednesday:

recording, connie gets onto tape (24-bit, digital virtual tape), many gremlins to sort out, G being my producer for the recording and hopefully many good things will come in the future from this relationship... spent all day together, investigating problems, 3 hours setting up, 30 minutes playing for a 5 minute piece...

i found it hard at first to get into the performance after all the problems, i ended up mentally playing it to my gran connie, (one of the two connie
's) and it worked better that way... haven't heard it properly yet, will be afew weeks before i do...

we hung out together after, jammed a little, which is part of the deal with me & G, he wanting to get into playing more, extend his knowledge of music theory through playing, then a nice meal @ jai krishna's, then all kinds of drunken mayhem back at mine...

thursday:

hungover,

meeting with my apprentice C before heading over to camdem for my date with E, catalan E, friends with the crazy spaniards that come round here... we took the jenny wren from there to little venice and back, really nice, lovely stretch of canal...

x

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