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Posts: 2697
Joined: Jun. 7 2010
From: The South Ireland
Massive storms
Well , I am back ,..i was lost for a few days cos of the storms we have had . No internet ..no electricity ..no water ..no mobile telephone ..
Anyone else had weather problems ?/ I had 3 days of cooking on the stove ( no electric cooker) and falling over things in the dark , walking around with candles and stuff...
Just goes to show how much we depend on electricity In fact it might go off again any minute ..i will get this out quick....
The only thing that still worked was the good old flamenco guitar ....by candle light ...very relaxing ....
and I noticed the guy down the road with the electric guitar ....well its all gone quiet now eh?...no black sabbath riffs anymore without the old electric ... Fender amp is about as good as firewood now eh ..?
and yet at mine ,...still a sevillanas dance can happen and a good time had by all .......
The only thing that still worked was the good old flamenco guitar ....by candle light ...very relaxing ....
I love that, El Kiko. With all of our modern trappings--electronics, internet, E-mail, smart-phones, etc.--there is still nothing like the age-old pairing of an individual and his non-amplified, acoustic guitar, with no external devices necessary. To make music at the most basic level regardless of circumstances around you is a joy.
Cheers,
Bill
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And the end of the fight is a tombstone white, With the name of the late deceased, And the epitaph drear, "A fool lies here, Who tried to hustle the East."
Wow, I didn't realize it got extreme like that in Southern Ireland. I thought it was just perpetually sprinkling. We're in a bit of a winter heat wave right now.....it's really nice actually but we need water badly.
I have to say that even in such adversity you write posts that induce eruptions of laughter in me. And I can't get the images out of my head ... which cheers me up but doesn't do much for you.
I'm not sure we should wish a return of normal services as they bring those riffs back.
Of course, this is horrible stuff for those affected. And it seems to be all over the bleedn place.
With all of our modern trappings--electronics, internet, E-mail, smart-phones, etc.--there is still nothing like the age-old pairing of an individual and his non-amplified, acoustic guitar, with no external devices necessary.
To add a bit of context to my previous comment, cited above, I was one of those who thought Bob Dylan "sold out" when he went electric back in 1966.
Cheers,
Bill
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And the end of the fight is a tombstone white, With the name of the late deceased, And the epitaph drear, "A fool lies here, Who tried to hustle the East."
I love that, El Kiko. With all of our modern trappings--electronics, internet, E-mail, smart-phones, etc.--there is still nothing like the age-old pairing of an individual and his non-amplified, acoustic guitar, with no external devices necessary. To make music at the most basic level regardless of circumstances around you is a joy.
Cheers,
Bill
That string tight over a box. Slipped over it, with the nails edge pointing a transient. Releasing a bold, spreading wave that keeps the box, your diaphragm like the tips of your nerves waving as if polyps on a coral. Making you wonder for the millionth of time how a thing so humble can shake up to such relish. Whispering or booming, rasp or liquid, tender or sparkling.
Without even addons needed to have it perfectly sing. All ready to go with just a string tight over that box.
Infinite complexity in sound born of a least components thinkable. To me little heaven´s great magic.
somebody should develop an app for that ....I direct the overflow from a local river to you computer ..and you put some heat and sun in mine ....for the back garden .....