Memory. We laugh at the time our dog got loose from the back yard -- either by jumping the fence or crawling under it -- and returned, tail wagging, with an old banana peel in his mouth. Who knows whose compost bin he had found, or what he had snacked on before deciding that perhaps his people might want to join in. The banana peel must have seemed the perfect gift. Turns out, it was, as the vision of him arriving home with the peel in his mouth is still a story we tell often. #smallstories
A couple of months ago, I found some people on here who were brave enough to sign up to do random musical collaborations and you can hear and download the finished songs here: http://awhaleslantern.bandcamp.com/album/flight-into-the-nebula
@Ratttz Trapstep/Dub version ... :)
All good "assignments" provide the minimum scope of a creative project.
Each participant's contribution "starts" to fit. Then effective assignments spur the participant's creative juice machine into action.
Serendipity may produce beauty!
I suspect Bach was *a* master of creative expansion along with other composers who started with just a few notes.
It's done! On this beautiful winter day, you can listen to four songs that some of us Mastodon musicians have collaborated on over the past couple of months.
the black ice
to the eye.
find the places
We grip hands,
with each other,
to be the ballast
against the fall.
Just the two of us,
I've never been good at following directions to creative projects. (Which is an odd attribute for a teacher). Someone in local timeline (@Ratttz) posted "Music Ed Assignment" -- so I clicked, dabbling yesterday with their melody line. I was supposed to write harmonies underneath the melody, but I found myself instead creating a fugue/round, layer upon layer. Perhaps we all harmonize the world in different ways and discover inadvertent melodies. #smallstories
Memory: I was a "Wire Dog" for 6 years when I was in the military as younger man (whole lives ago, it seems) in our state's National Guard. This meant laying down communication wire from one command post to another, and fixing problems, often in the dead of night, in the middle of nowhere. I remember nights of no light, just frigid cold darkness, using the wire in my fingers as a blind map. I'd feel for flaws in communication, which seemed everywhere when it came to the military. #smallstories