
I attended my first "cold call" jam last night at the Black Sheep Deli in Amherst. I went to a bluegrass slow jam earlier this year, but being a slow jam it was more or less a given that the atmosphere would be friendly and non-intimidating. I wasn't sure what to expect when I walked into the Black Sheep last night.
Somebody at the Fretted Instrument Workshop told me about the weekly Thursday night session over a year ago, but I had not gotten around to checking it out until last night; work would get in the way one week, fatigue the next, and there was also an overall element of trepidation. It seems like the only jam experiences you read about in online forums are the negative ones, which makes the prospect of sitting down with your instrument in a room full of strangers rather intimidating.
I needn't have put off going for as long as I did... The group at the Black Sheep is great - the format is old-time, and very informal; there's no rolling of eyes when somebody doesn't happen to know a tune or flubs a melody, and people seem to be there just to have a good time and play music.
I need to get some new strings on my SS-10 and brush up on my songs in double-D tuning.
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I re-joined Friendster a couple of days ago at a friend's invitation. The last time I signed up I thought it was interesting, but never really knew what to do with it.
This time around there's some new functionality, but there's also at least one big huge flash ad on EVERY SINGLE PAGE. Multiple ads on most.
One thing that's already driving me nuts is the means of communication; when somebody on Friendster sends me a message, I get a big, bloated html email (with a big ad at the bottom, of course) telling me somebody sent me a message.
They have my email address.
They have the message that somebody left for me.
They could save me the trouble and just send the actual message to my email address. I know they're not going to do that because they want me to go to the Friendster web site and look at their crappy advertising.
I've been spoiled by Flickr, where they understand that the best way to keep people coming back to the site is to make it clean, easy to use, and a pleasure to surf around.
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I discovered my installation of X11 was broken when I tried to use OpenOffice.org, and after a bit of searching discovered this helpful post steering me to the Tiger install DVD. Just double click the installer package under /System/Installation/Packages/X11User.pkg.
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The amusing pseudonym for today is Bramlet Abercrombie, as provided by The Colbert Report.
I should also take this opportunity to mention the previous amusing pseudonym that Bramlet displaced, Clem Brulée. That one came from Kim.
Forbes is offering a free e-mail time capsule, a simple form that you fill out with a message and timeframe (from 1 year all the way up to 20.) When the time is up, your message will be sent to the email address of your choice.
I wouldn't care to put any money on Forbes or this service being around in 20 years, but 1 year seems realistic. I sent myself a reminder to make good on something I vowed to do in a years' time just last month.
(via BoingBoing)
It has been played to death, yes, but Stairway to Heaven is a damned good song. The trick is to not listen to it more than once per year (or even less, if you've been critically overexposed in the past.)
This is going on a few months old, but I'm posting it here to test out Feedburner; if this works right, the MP3 will be auto-enclosed and downloaded by anyone subscribing to the site feed with a Podcasting client.
It's actually not very often that I find myself wishing I had had the internet when I was a kid, but while playing guitar tonight it occurred to me to do a Google search for The Rain Song, one of my favorite Led Zeppelin tunes.
When I was an aspiring Rock Guitar God 16 years ago, I had a Led Zeppelin song book. It had tablature and chords, but I can't remember ever being able to learn anything from it. The notes were mostly right, but the arrangements were unplayable.
Especially The Rain Song, which was one of the reasons I pestered my parents into buying that particular book. The book had an arrangement in EADGBE tuning, and it just didn't sound right, no matter how slowly and cleanly I tried to play it. I remember impossible fingerings, and chords that just didn't have the right color. I remember asking my guitar teacher about it, and him mentioning that he was pretty sure the song was played in a non-standard tuning, but not seeming very interested in pursuing it. I remember giving up on that song.
Tonight, within 10 seconds of my initial search I learned that the song is played in DGCGCD tuning, and that it practically falls right off the fretboard; I would have been able to nail that song hands down back then had I known the tuning and had all this free tablature at my fingertips.
What must it be like to be an aspiring Rock Guitar God nowadays?
A lot of the leaves seem to have fallen off the trees literally overnight. There are still some attached to the trees, but now you can see much further into the woods. Once the mild temperatures drop into the 40s and 50s, there will be no mistaking that it is November.
I shouldn't complain, after a much later and longer than usual peak foliage season.
Blogger cred
Originally uploaded by Usonian.
Five years ago, before anyone knew what the hell a "Blog" was, I carried my trusty HandSpring Visor Deluxe with me everywhere I went, full of content from AvantGo.
AvantGo was a proto-aggregator, delivering content to a Palm/PocketPC reader application via "mobile friendly" web sites set up by various media companies. Mostly is was sites like Salon and ABC news, but one day a coworker at Stan Lee Media, knowing I used AvantGo daily, referred me to an "AvantGo Blogger Client". If memory serves, somebody had created a tool that would format a Blogger weblog for friendly consumption by AvantGo. I don't remember if Blogger offered automated RSS feeds back then, or whether it worked by just scraping Blogger pages.
I signed up for a free Blogger account, made one post, and never touched it again. At the time, the notion of an online service to sign up and post nuggets of content in chronological order was puzzling, and I was much more of a He-Man about Doing Everything Myself when it came to all things web-site related.
I recently dug up my account and was surprised to find it still active. I think it's about to be pressed back into service, and it's kind of neat to have that "member since 2000" geek cred there... like I was hip to this blogging stuff before it was cool.
It's Friday, but I'm not feeling the all-American euphoria that the TV says I'm supposed to. It's now dark by 5:30, I've got work I really must make myself do over the weekend, and I have about five different projects that I'd love nothing better than to shut myself in a room and work on all day long... the only problem is, all of them could easily occupy a whole day of my time, and with the exception of one of them (which I can't work on because I'm scrimping pennies for materials) I don't have a room into which I can shut myself anyway.
I'm sleep-deprived, but I'm loathe to sleep away any more of the next precious 48 hours than I have to. Sounds like I need a vacation, except I just had one of those a couple of weeks ago... and it put me far enough behind at work that it's been a big stress-fest ever since.
Blah.