Albumleaf 150: November 15, 2018 (Bologna)
Colin sings of Dido’s death.
Albumleaf 149: October 25, 2018 (Bologna)
Goe little booke: thy selfe present,
As child whose parent is unkent . . .
And asked, who thee forth did bring
A shepheards swaine saye did thee sing,
All as his straying flocke he fedde . . .
But if that any aske thy name,
Say thou wert base begot with blame:
For thy thereof thou takest shame.
And when thou art past ieopardee,
Come tell me, what was sayd of mee:
And I will send more after thee.
–The Shepheardes Calender, opening
Albumleaf 146: October 3, 2018 (Bologna)
A piano is pretty heavy–even for a horse!
A cowboy who plays the piano is already more promising . . . But maybe it would be good if he always carried it near him, on a horse . . . “Pianoforte Jack always travels with two horses–he on the first, the piano on the second . . . When he makes camp, he puts the piano on the ground and plays Brahms’s lullaby or the Diabelli Variations by Beethoven . . . ”
–Gianni Rodari, The Grammar of Fantasy, pp. 91-92
Albumleaf 145: September 27, 2018 (Bologna)
Cob is an ancient building material that consists of mud and straw. It’s still used today–and is even ecologically sound and inexpensive. The problem is you have to wait for one layer to dry before putting another on top. So, cob buildings take a long time to construct.
This Albumleaf was inspired by watching a documentary about Kevin McCabe.
Albumleaf 143: September 11, 2018 (Bologna)
Because the world has been clamoring for more atonal miniatures, I’ve decided, after a seven-year hiatus, to return to my Little Vanishing World series. Buon ascolto!
Albumleaf 142: September 5, 2018 (Bologna)
Normally I like process music about as much as I liked processed food. But every once in a while, if you fool around with it and don’t follow the directions, it can be okay.