Okay, sound engineering all day is exhausting. But the instrumented track count now stands at 8 1/2 out of a possible 10 (one piece is spoken word, and I still have to finish writing the title track). Arden is amazing.
Took a while, I know. But it’s time for the final part of my 3-part reflections from last month’s Pennsic War.
So: “Ain’t We Sexy?” The great thing about Pennsic, as an extension of the SCA in general, is that, like other large-scale events, it showcases collaboration and teamwork, because it requires so much of it for anything to happen. My personal theme this Pennsic, I came to realize, was “belonging”, and I got to experience belonging. I got to see close-at-hand, and participate in, more of the making-it-happen than I ever have before this war. I am profoundly grateful for the opportunities to learn from and help to whatever degree all these amazing groups of people.
Arden spent the day in the basement, where we finished the instrumentals for “Call Me Will” and, we’re pretty sure, put the instrumentals for “The Name of the King” together in one go. That’s six songs that are instrumentally complete (or very nearly). For an album that is going to have twelve tracks on it, that’s a significant milestone.
My new audio interface should arrive this week, which should (a) allow me to record in the basement with our new MacBook Air most anytime I want (the old Firebox interface is discontinued, so there’s no driver for it on the new machine), and (b) has a bit more power and some state-of-the-art preamps, and so should be able to produce rather sharper and cleaner recordings for a consumer-end product.
And yes, I still have one more blog post to complete on Pennsic. Real life got in the way for a few weeks, and I should have that posted this week.
Time for the second of my 3-part reflections on this Pennsic War: The individuals who earned my admiration and who I wish to praise and honor. There are many, and this is a small sampling of those I remember best. In some cases I may not remember full Scadian names, and I beg your indulgence. In the interest of not slighting anyone, I will omit titles and trust no one takes offense.
Ah, the unseemly part of sharing about a major event as a performer: showing off. (Not because I find it uncomfortable–sadly, I really really enjoy it. But I know it’s uncouth to do in excess, especially in the SCA. On the other hand, there’s a long history in period of boasting, so within certain limits it is considered acceptable.) And so, like a cat laying dead mice at your feet, I give you the “Look at Me!” part of my Pennsic recollections: Read the rest of this entry »
It is Friday of War Week at the 43rd annual Pennsic War out here at Cooper’s Lake campground in Slippery Rock, PA. This evening, we will pack up our tent, head to a hotel for the night, and make the 6 hour drive home tomorrow. Some time in the next few days I will post about my experiences of this Pennsic in more detail. I intend to post in three parts.
My teacher, Maistre Lucien de Pontivy, has suggested to me there are three modes in which we celebrate achievements and merits in our lives. We move between them, and while no one is “better” than the others, a balance of time spent in the different modes is healthy. The modes are:
(My teacher is pretty awesome.) I will structure the posts to devote some attention to each of these.
I’m feeling momentum building on the album the last few months. Paul Butler (Arden of Icombe) just spent the afternoon with me, and we have now recorded most of the strings for “Call Me Will”. We also cleaned up the strings for “Tam Lin of the Elves” and “The Last Plantagenet”, something I’ve been looking forward to for months. (Squee.)