The Fredösphere

Mixolydian Mode has a nice post on some semi-serious attempts to "recreate" "authentic" elven or færie music.  You can't make this stuff up -- because someone else already has!

Gravity Lens links to an article that (indirectly) discusses my dream of living to see Hurricane Zoë.  (The bad news:  it will never happen.)  Beyond that, forgive me for seeing a bit of grim humor in this FEMA for Kids webpage.

There's something poetically just in the inept webpage design of this deeply wrongheaded website.  (Warning:  Star Trek content.  Hat tip to Lynn.)

That Mark Morris dance we saw on Saturday was only one component of a nearly perfect weekend.  One the one hand, I had several conversations with people eager to tell me all the things they like in my music.  Well, it would be rude of me to disagree, wouldn't it!  My ad hoc brass players did a fine job Sunday morning playing an offertory I arranged on the hymn tune Nun Freut Euch.  It even got applause, which is, in the context of a Lutheran church service, a gesture so extreme as to equal a Rite of Spring-level crowd reaction.  I guess that bluesy bass line I wrote for the tuba set a few hairnets on fire.  I've learned one of the important lessons my religion teaches:  give the people what they want!  Meanwhile, somebody wants to perform my tenor-bass duet, and is urging me to write more.  Well, hey; I can't deny my public, can I?  Finally:  I get a link from Alex Ross.  Now let thy servant depart in peace.