Still sick (Day 168/365)

Still sick today, so I didn’t do a lot of anything that required a brain. I did manage to get the new laptop running almost up to speed. Two setbacks: my wireless keyboard does not work with the new keyboard, and the manufacturer “has no plans” to release an updated driver. I’ve stolen the keyboard from the iMac downstairs, but that’s a temporary fix.

The other one is also temporary: every year I have to update the video we show at the GHP parent orientations during the interviews. Just the year, dates, deadlines, that kind of thing. I figured that my new Final Cut Express HD would not open the old Final Cut Pro files, and it doesn’t, but I was a little surprised when Final Cut Pro told me it had to be reinstalled with the original disks. Those were the disks that disappeared on the plane back from Scotland four years ago, of course.

Again, not a real problem. I just edit the video on the old laptop, and then make plans to completely reshoot the video this summer. It’s about time for an update anyway.

I also played around with Lacuna’s new website. Part of the puzzle here is trying to figure out what I want the whole site to look like. The blog idea served us well last spring, but do we still need it? Marc’s part of the blog could very easily be its own sub-partition of the entire site, not just a blog.

And if the blog(s) are not part of the site, then what is? I’m still figuring that part out. And then I need to figure out whether I can make a CSS page a template in DreamWeaver.

And I still have to plan next Wednesday night, the first night of workshop.

Sick (Day 167/365)

I’ve got whatever I had back in December. The good news is that the new laptop made it from Anchorage yesterday to my hands today. I’ve been installing software on it.

The bad news is that I can’t get Finale 2007 to do what I need it to do. The main issue seems to be that the actual instrument files, the Garritan Personal Orchestra, have not been updated to deal with the new Intel chips. Garritan’s website says “late January,” so I can be patient here.

Otherwise, the new computer is not as big a thrill as, say, the previous one was. For one thing, it’s exactly the same, interface-wise, and since I’ve transferred all my files over, there is no difference at this point.

When the orchestra is ready to roll, perhaps then I’ll be excited over my new toy. For the record, using the Finale version of the orchestral sounds (which are lacking tubular bells and a couple of other vital sounds) was a breeze: no memory glitches or holdups.

Meeting the agenda (Day 166/365)

I did two out of three of my projected goals for today, plus one.

I wrote Nancy Willard a full report on the First Look and will mail that tomorrow.

I explored http://www.vyew.com and I think it will suit our needs admirably. Anyone can join the “room” where we are working and add ideas. We can all meet at the same time and chat while we work, or we can arrive at our own schedule and work through whatever is there. We can leave sticky note comments. We can upload and download all kinds of files. One thing I don’t think we can do is embed actual hyperlinks, but as long as we can leave a text block with the URL, that should be enough.

With this kind of thing at our disposal, we don’t have to wait until Wednesday nights to share ideas. In fact, we could all meet at the coffee shop or at Fabiano’s/Alamo Jack’s and have our “meeting” there.

I did not get around to mapping out the workshops yet. I’ll do that with Marc; plus, I have a ferocious cold coming on. Again.

The other non-agenda’d item I did today was to purchase the domain name for lacunagroup.org. In a week, the group should have its own website, with a front page and two blogs, one of them for general group discussion, and a separate one for Marc’s theatre training posts.

The laptop has reached Anchorage.

Nothing big (Day 165/365)

Nothing big today, like orchestrating Make Way or Tale of the Tailor. (Besides, I’m waiting for my laptop, remember? It has left Shanghai.) But in the midst of the continuing undecoration of the house, I did get some smaller things done.

I wrote an article for the newspaper about the First Look on Wednesday. I got the blogpost for Wednesday written (vid. sub.).

I mailed the orchestral score for Milky Way to Stephen Czarkowski, a conductor friend of mine, for his perusal.

I emailed my Senators and Representative, urging them to tell Bush to fire that ******* Charles D. Stimson, deputy assistant secretary of defense for detainee affairs. I emailed the White House and the Pentagon, and for good measure wrote Robert Gates a letter. If I disappear in the night, listen for the black helicopters.

I cleaned off my desk and drafting table because I know in the next few days I’m going to need an uncluttered space for a couple of projects. I have to plan the upcoming workshop with Marc. I have to edit the GHP parent orientation video. I have a new laptop arriving and will have boatloads of new software to install: Finale 2007, Adobe Creative Suite, and Macromedia Studio 8, all of which are upgrades and which I’ve held off installing until I got the new computer; and iWork 06 and Final Cut Express HD, which are upgrades.

I’ve thought about how I will spend my time tomorrow, when I’m off for the holiday: I’m going to block out ideas for the workshop. I’m going to explore www.vyew.com. I’ll write a full report on the First Look to send to Nancy Willard. If I’m thorough, that should be enough.

A rant (Day 164/365)

So this week, the deputy assistant secretary of defense for detainee affairs, one Charles D. Stimson, went on the radio and said, out loud, that “he was dismayed that the lawyers at many of the nation’s top firms were representing the detainees of Guantanamo Bay, and that the firms’ corporate clients should consider ending their business ties.” (NYT, 1/13/2007, p.1)

Further, he named the firms and suggested the CEOs of companies doing business with them should make it clear that the law firms had to choose between their custom and “defending terrorists.”

And further, he insinuated that these lawyers were not representing the detainees pro bono, but were being paid by sources that he couldn’t identify but thought ought to be looked into, i.e., shady and sinister dealings, obviously with Al Qaeda itself.

We will now pause for the torrent of outrage from conservatives, who of course believe that this nation’s legal foundation depends absolutely on free trials with adequate legal representation for all.

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Musings (Day 163/365)

This was one of those days where any creativity going on was in my head, ideas and strategies and possibilities stalking around in my head like antsy cats not knowing what they want.

Part of the unsettledness of my thoughts is due to the fact that we are in the middle of undecorating the house. That’s right: it’s the middle of January and we’re just now taking down the Christmas decorations. Well, we never take them down until after New Year’s anyway, but this year we decided to spend time with Grayson rather than undecorate, then we had to take him back to school, then there was the preparation for the First Look… So this is our first chance.

But it also means that I can’t sit down to post about Wednesday night, nor do the report for Nancy Willard, nor a followup article for the newspaper. Three major writings that I can’t get done.

I have ordered a new laptop, huzzah!, so I will finally be able to orchestrate the remaining pieces without the memory hiccups that I’ve been grumbling about. It left Shanghai today, give or take an International Date Line, so I should get it next week. I’ll keep you posted as I obsessively track its progress via FedEx.

And finally, Marc has suggested that we need some kind of online workspace where we can dump the images and websites and ideas we have about each piece in William Blake. I think I’ve found one: http://www.vyew.com. Check it out and see what you think. I didn’t have time to explore it, but it looks as if it’s perfect what our collaborative efforts will require.

D + 1 (Day 162/365)

Last night was such a rush that I was floating all day long.

E-mails kept arriving congratulating me on the music. Laura Hauser, who had brought her three daughters to hear it, presented me with two cat dishes for the King of Cats, one containing “catnip from the other side” and the other “a heavenly nine-mouse stew.” She said they were “mesmerized” by the entire thing.

Of course, now the real work begins. We (Marc and I) have given ourselves two weeks to get ready to lead the workshop which will produce performances of three of the pieces: Sun & Moon Circus, Man in the Marmalade Hat, and Two Sunflowers.

I have to write a prospectus of the whole project to have on hand for prospective backers.

I have to produce a video which will show what we did in Scotland and how we hope to replicate that experience here.

I have to get together a reasonable projected budget to present in April.

And of course, I still have to score Man in the Marmalade Hat, Make Way, and Tale of the Tailor! And at some point, I have to revisit the Epilogue.

First Look (Day 161/365)

[finally written on 12/14/07]

Well, we did it.

I got everything set up in the studio at the Newnan School of Dance, and the cast drifted in on time, and we hit a few rough spots. All will be well, and yet all will be well, I assured them.

The audience arrived, about thirty people, which was not bad. Lacuna itself was under-represented, I thought. Perhaps that original group has lost all momentum.

I got flowers! The card said, “Best wishes, William Blake.” No one will confess to having sent them. We all suspect (or hope) that Nancy Willard sent them. Here’s the picture:

Dale's First Look flowers

I explained to the audience what the evening was, and what it was not: it was a sing-through of the work so that people could hear it and judge it for a possible production; it was not a polished performance. (The cast made me say that.)

And so we began. It went very smoothly, no train wrecks at all. Yes, there were glitches. Mike Ferrante, who after all had only seen the music for 48 hours, slid over some rhythms, but he never got lost and he never sounded wrong. Melissa Houghton, our intrepid clicker, was off on the slideshow a couple of times, but since it was the first time she had had the opportunity to even try to do the whole show, who cares? Marc insisted on singing “snails and knotholes” instead of “nails and knotholes,” but let’s face it, that type was awfully small. Malcolm began his solo on the upper melody rather than the lower, but again, it didn’t sound wrong at all, so all was well.

Audience response was enthusiastic. They loved the poetry, they loved the music. I was gratified.

We allowed people who were not interested in talking about the future of the work to leave, and then we talked about the future of the work.

I’m not going into detail here, because some of what we talked about counts as backroom machinations, and we don’t need to be sharing those with the world at this point. But I will give the gist of what we decided.

First, we will move forward with the work. We will invite anyone who’s interested to join us on Wednesday nights, starting January 24, to workshop three pieces: Sun & Moon Circus, Man in the Marmalade Hat, and Two Sunflowers.

In late April or early May, we will invite “backers,” i.e., those in the community who have the authority and the money to make this happen, to a special performance where we feature the workshopped numbers. This is because we felt that non-theatre types might be at a loss to visualize what the work would look like on a stage (especially since some theatre types have been at a similar loss as we’ve worked on this.)

If all goes well, then we will begin working in August on the production itself, which would take place sometime in 2008. More definite than that, we cannot be.

So life is good: after 20+ years, William Blake’s Inn is coming to life.

Some comments on the performance: it was the first time I had heard the work all the way through. I was struck by how completely it took you in, and what a complete experience it gave you. There is movement from the beginning to the end, and you are left with the impression that you have been somewhere and that you have been shown things that you didn’t know existed.

I also found that the choral writing is very effective. The storm sequence in Tale of the Tailor in particular was striking, and that’s a section that I had had concerns whether or not it would work.

The solos are all delightful. They will enchant the audience as they showcase the inhabitants of the Inn.

Finally, it actually gave me confidence. (I am now pausing for everyone to finish snorting coffee out of their noses.) Seriously, anyone who has read this blog knows that I have not been at all sure that I know what I’m doing. But you know what? I do, and I am ready to tackle new stuff: my symphony, the fugal quartet movement, even Mike Funt’s musical.

All in all, a very good night indeed.

D – 1 (Day 160/365)

We had our final rehearsal tonight of the octet, singing through A Visit to William Blake’s Inn. Good group, and we are totally going to be not as good as we could be tomorrow night. Milky Way, of course, is a total bear, and it’s hard to rehearse any piece, much less that one, sitting around a dining room table, unable to hear your part, etc., etc.

Still, the solos sound good, and people are truly enjoying the music, which is gratifying. They’re very enthusiastic about all of it, and many of them have favorites, and that’s fun to hear. The group is good enough for me to hear what it will sound like with proper preparation, and that’s pretty darned good.

The next question is whether we will have an audience tomorrow night, and more importantly, whether it will be an audience with people who will jump at the chance to work on the three sample pieces for the next three months in workshop.

Extra creative bit for the day: I was imagining Anne Tarbutton singing Wise Cow Enjoys a Cloud today, which falls far short of hearing her actually sing it, and a vision came to me for staging. At the risk of short-circuiting the workshop process: Wise Cow is a shadow puppet and appears over William Blake’s head as he asks where she slept the night before. As the harp sweeps up, Anne steps from the shadows wearing a beautiful gown/costume, and releases from her hands a glowing cloud, which the Wise Cow catches and then eats: we see the cloud enter her body, where it glows even brighter than before.

That would work.