River rain.

Today, I got caught on the White River during a rainstorm.  There was no immediate danger... no thunder or lightning or strong winds.  There were perhaps sixteen of us floating at different spots along the way, and we were quite spread out.  I was with Seb, and when the rain began to fall, it came gently at first, in heavy, full drops that plopped right into the water.  Each drop produced a medium sized bubble on the surface of the river that lasted for an instant before popping.  It was like a choreography, the evenness and rhythm to which they danced.

After a minute or two, the tempo changed, and the drops became dense and percussive.  For all of the cold and goosebumps that we felt, it was a beautiful sight.  The river a street of mercury that shimmered with black and white kaleidoscope all around us.

Here we go, Day 349: https://ia600809.us.archive.org/25/items/Improv72812/20120728195445.mp3


To sleep before midnight.  This must be some kind of record.

Here we go, Day 341: https://ia600307.us.archive.org/12/items/Improv72012/20120720163357.mp3


It was 2:14am when I sunk my weary head down, deep down, into the comforting loft of my pillow.  The dark of the country engulfed me, and outside, the rain fell gently onto soft mounds of earth.  Dreams began almost instantly.  And it wasn't until this moment that I remembered... I had not written a post yet for this blog.


Well, I'm getting this one in early.  The first improv is yesterday's.  So at least I've still not missed a day of that.

Here we go, Day 338 (very Rzewski material, after listening to Akiko practice the Winnsboro Cottonmill Blues): https://ia600801.us.archive.org/8/items/Improv71812/20120718163627.mp3

and Day 339: https://ia700800.us.archive.org/7/items/Improv71712/20120717083935.mp3

Hokie Pokie.

Teaching today was so wonderful.  I know I'll be sick of the students' pieces by the end of these three weeks, but today made me so happy to be here, and so happy to be doing what I'm doing.  And that's what it's all about.  (You put your left leg in, you put your left leg out, you put your left leg in, and you shake it all about.)

Can you tell that as pleased as I am, I'm also starting to lose it?

Here we go, Day 337: https://ia700708.us.archive.org/20/items/Improv71612/20120716083858.mp3