Pagan Ways filk will need to wait for a bit.  I think it'd be a perfect adaptation, but creative gears aren't spinning fast enough just yet.  So today was all about singing and aural practice instead.

Recently I taught my Year 4 students all about why string instruments need to be tuned.  I did this by getting two of my students to hold a rope between them, tug-of-war style, and then to imagine doing that for three whole days without ever putting it down.

"You can't do it, can you?  Neither can a guitar peg."

That then led to a discussion on frequencies - not a very big one since they were glazing a bit by that point - but they did grasp the idea that two notes next to each other still had a lot of room between them, like two stars in the night sky, and any note that falls between them is technically incorrect.

When I sing, 99.9% of the notes I hit are in that grey area - just like every singer in the world except for those autotuned pop-tarts.  So a good singer has to be good enough to hear that they're in that grey area - even if they're only just there - and adjust their voices to get as close to the sweet spot as they can.  As close to the perfect frequency for the note they're going for.  Violin players do the same thing - they're masters at adjusting their fingering slightly even after they've started playing the note to make sure it's in the perfect place, well before any audience pleb has picked up on it.

I usually like singing with a recording behind me, to give me the notes to aim for, but even without the recording I can hear when the notes I'm singing are incorrect.  When there's music behind me, I adjust automatically.  So today was spent singing without any music, so that I could really hear the incorrect notes.

There were a lot of them.  Need to do more of this in the future.

Yesterday's work was a bit more practice in between school classes, but since I didn't have my lute with me it was on guitar instead.

I try not to take guitars to SCA events, given that they inevitably look more modern than they are.  But there are still some benefits to practicing on one.  The stronger strings develop my callouses faster, and a simple change in the tuning on a string equates the guitar tuning to that of a lute, plus or minus a few steps in the scale.  Certainly enough to practice moving between chords and playing melody lines, which is what I need practice with.

Today I didn't get a chance to play, so I instead exercised a different part of my brain.  A filk is brewing.

Target of choice is Damh the Bard's "Pagan Ways", which is all about the call towards Paganism away from the modern world.  It's quite a pretty song.  And it's also ripe for rewriting into a similar call away from the modern world towards the SCA.

"Do you dream of drinking from the Grail?" becomes "Do you dream of kneeling 'fore the throne?" perhaps.  Or something like that.  It's still just a dream at the moment, but I suspect it'll write itself quickly once I get into it.  Hopefully into something better than the previous line; shortening the word "before" just seems wrong.

Weekend starts tomorrow, so maybe we'll have a finished product by the end of it.  Depends if I can keep my motivation up.

Still a bit depressed, compounded by a shitty day at work, so I can't bring myself to pick up my lute tonight.

Luckily, Alexander Adams has just released a new album, and since he's one of my main inspirations, I can listen to that and let the bardic gears at the back of my head spin a little bit.  That counts, because I say so.

I definitely miss his voice, before he transitioned, but nowadays he seems to be moving more towards instrumental items.  He also has a nice habit of re-imagining some of his older works with his new voice and more instruments.  I especially enjoyed Brannigan's Special Ale, which I already performed once at an SCA event and will definitely need to keep working on.  The new version has an instrumental flourish which I'd quite like to learn on lute.

No Pathfinder tonight since the internet's being unreliable, so it looks like I'm done for the day.

No work today, due to Easter Tuesday which is apparently a thing now.  I spent the day gaming, doing a few chores, then ran a Pathfinder game, and basically did a panicked ten-minute practice session before sleep.

I split my time tonight between Twa Corbies and Raggle Taggle, mostly just as practice rather than with intent to perform either of them.  It's the first time in a long time that I've practiced more than just one day in a row.

Unfortunately, the more work I do, the more evident it becomes that that magical melody-and-chord thing that some performers do simultaneously is either just an editing trick, or so far out of my skill range as to be unobtainable.  For the moment, at least.

Tomorrow it's back to work, and there won't be time to practice my lute in between classes, so I'll have to squeeze in some time in between work and Pathfinder, or maybe get back to reading some books.  There are a lot of untold stories to learn. 

Autumn Gathering just finished, and while I wasn't there, I heard enough.  Our incoming B&B spoke to the populace, and there's no way in hell that they'll be addressing the issues that have led to me leaving.  Quite the opposite, in fact - they'll be encouraging them.

But I can still do A&S and improve myself, and hang out with Dragons Bay and hopefully plan a few bardic events over the coming year.

To that end, and as promised, my ten minutes today was all about lute practice.  Twa Corbies, in particular, although I could count the time tuning that damn instrument as my ten minutes.

Twa Corbies has a very strong chordal focus as well as a melody which sticks mostly to the tonic notes of each chord, so it's relatively easy to combine the chords with the melody and play two at the same time.  It'll take me a while to master it, and then I'll use it as my warm-up.  It's not suitable for performance - louder chords and singing will always trump softer chords and lute melody - but it's a damn good exercise for my fingers and it makes me feel as though I'm accomplishing something.

I also spent a bit of time working on the single-line lute melodies prevalent in Lord of the Rings Online, which Roobi was playing on the couch at the same time.  I can't play them in the same key until I get a replacement string, but I can at least duplicate the melody.  It was fun.

Things to do:  Contact Alana to see if I can organise a replacement lute string, and then start spending money on myself for a change.  I need a new lute, with machine heads if possible.  Maybe contact Anika as well and see how her songbook is going.

Sigh.  Have fun at Festival, everyone.  I'll be back when it coincides with the school holidays again.

At the time of writing this entry, I know how to do exactly two things on my lute.

1)  A single thirty-second song I learned as a lute tutorial, back when I was first starting out, from Youtube.
2)  Thrash chords to sing folk music to.

As a musician, I'm qualified to say that this sucks.  Time to learn more.  So today's ten minutes was spent digging around online to try to find some lute music, with the intent of (shudder) practicing.  I hear good things about practicing.

It took less than a minute to find this website here, which will serve as my homepage for the next little while.

Websites with Downloadable Tablature

Most of the sites on here are out of date (Quoth the server, 404) but there are some that I found that seem interesting.  Here are the links I dug up with intent to study later on.

1 - Petrucci Music Library

This is an online database of the world's public domain music.  There's a search function for lute solo, duet and triplet there as well, so it'll be a good place to start.  A quick test confirms that the site does indeed work and seems updated, and the results seem to be mostly scanned copies of authentic original books (a bugger to read), with the occasional scattering of digital texts and music (less so).  Enough to find a song or three, and maybe to copy some works onto the eBook of Boom for campfire nights.

2 - Lute Score Exchange

This is mostly here for me to chuckle at - the music on this website costs money to download, but they let you listen to it for free.  This makes sense, given that you should know what you're buying, but given my skill at transcription that's like telling a normal person "You're not allowed to learn how to draw this flag, but here's a picture of it."  I'll take a listen later on, and if I find any awesome lute songs I'll listen and transcribe them straight into the eBook.

3 - Sixteenth Century Ballads

Paydirt.  Folk songs and ballads.  Mostly without the music, but that's not necessarily an issue if I'm feeling creative enough.

Tomorrow I think I'll do some practice, and maybe check out some of those links.

Still alive, still doing my thing.

Nowadays I'm mostly inactive in the SCA, for personal reasons that mostly only exist in my head.  Arguably, though, that's the only place where personal reasons matter, so unless I can overcome them or the source of them goes away - both unlikely - I'm out.  For the moment.

Eh, whatever.  That just means I don't need to think so much any more, and can just focus on what I like doing.  Bring on the music!

The initial challenge here was 10 minutes a day, 100 days in a row.  I didn't come anywhere near 100 days before I stopped, but I still feel like I did pretty well.  I looked into a new language, learned some new songs, wrote a handful, practiced my instrument, and did a whole lot of singing.  Way more important than any arbitrary day number challenge.

So this isn't really an attempt to maintain 100 days of A&S.  Unless music at work or D&D at home counts towards ten minutes, which they arguably could, I doubt I'll have the spoons to get there.  This is just a log, I guess.  Let's do some more stuff and keep track of it here, style of thing.  No challenge, no demand.

Probably I'll forget by tomorrow.  But anyway, for today, and right here and now, I'm back.

Today on the way home from a supply run to Autumn Gathering, I pondered the connotations of the word 'gypsy', based on several of my more favourite SCA songs and their frequent usage of the word.  As I've been learning, it's a degrading pejorative and one I'd like to avoid using.  We live and learn, hopefully.

My work today was searching for other words to use in its place, with the same number of syllables and the same stress pattern, so that the words could be substituted in music.  There's plenty of that stuff going on already, with similar problematic words, so I thought I could contribute in a small way.  

There are abundant articles that have already addressed this issue, including one good read from a tumblr themed around the intersections of race and pop culture, and I've now learned a few different terms.  Romani I knew, Domari I didn't.  There are also some really interesting names based on different wandering tribes from different parts of the world, such as 'Banjara' from north-west India and Afghanistan, that have made me hope that one day I'll have the energy required to research this further and write some songs.

Mostly, and unlike the word I'm seeking to replace, they have more than two syllables though, and are therefore useless.  I refuse to butcher a song by sticking a syllable where no syllable should fit, like those music hacks that write jingles for company TV ads (EOFYS, anyone?).

Then I saw 'Nomad'.  And I'm like... how... did it take so long for me to think of that?

The dictionary definition of 'Nomad' is

'A member of a people or tribe that has no permanent abode but moves about from place to place, usually seasonally and often following a traditional route or circuit according to the state of the pasturage or food supply.'



No negative connotations, no regional exclusivity.  It fits the songs, and while it's not quite as punchy, that's probably just because I've been singing the other word for about fifteen years now.  Two syllables, stress on the first syllable, it's almost perfect.  The only problem is that the last syllable has a strong consonant ending (-d) as opposed to the open vowel sound (-ee) of the original, and so it's a bit more clunky to move to the next word.  But if the choice is between singing 'Whistlin' Nomad Rover' or 'Raggle Taggle Nomad-o' and between being a twat, I'll go with the former.

If I'm really lucky, maybe at some future event I'll piss off a traditionalist.

This Bard's Regret

To the tune of ''


blink twice if theres an assassin behind you

One could say, at some point over the past few weeks, I stopped doing my allotted ten minutes per day.  That would be a valid argument.  Illness happened, hospital happened, and the challenge lost its importance to me.

But finding the exact day when that happened is a lot harder, and depends completely on your opinion as to what constitutes A&S work.  I've joked before about the gears in my brain continuously cranking out music, which is true.  I remix and compose works on the fly, the same way normal people tap their fingers.  99% of it gets confined to the Recycle Bin of my Brain, but occasionally the other end of it will push out a theme, or a filk, or a story, or an idea, or even a full song.  Closer analysis will reveal it's usually made up of bits and pieces from the aforementioned Bin.

Should I argue that I haven't been working during that time?  I have been.  Music's been happening, and more filks are being processed and more musical concepts are clicking in my head.  But, for the past few weeks, I have had no goal and nothing to show for it, and nothing to report about.  More than one day has gone by when I haven't had ten minutes of deliberate music work, though I've had a few hours of background music work.

So I'm stopping the challenge here, not because I haven't been doing A&S work, but because it's too hard to define.  Music is too vague, and permeates my brain to the point where I'm not even aware that I'm doing it half the time.

So let's keep this blog going, as a storing point for music ideas and songs as they happen.  Celtic stuff, too, if I keep looking into it.  Tonight I'll hop back onto MuseScore, see if I can suss out how to save songs into graphic form, and keep doing some long-overdue updates to the eBook of Boom.

My challenge is over, but my music isn't.

One, two, three, four...

After work yesterday I noticed the telltale signs of an upcoming cold.  This morning it seems to have mostly passed, making me think it was just a sore throat.  But I'm not taking any chances since my work environment is equal parts fun factory and plague pit.

Today I'm relaxing in every sense I can.  My 10 minutes are re-reading the Sons of Turienn, and possibly the next story in the book.

Peace out.

Did the work, forgot the post.  That doesn't bode well for keeping this up for 100 days.

Lute work for these past two days.  I've worked out a chord progression that fits with Taglio, and I can now play and sing it at the same time.  Even the dodgy chord is sounding a bit better now, provided I can remember to control myself.

An unexpected downside with lute is the extremely close proximity of the strings.  It's very hard to avoid one or two of them when playing a chord.  I imagine it's less of a problem with guitar, where the strings are heavier and further apart, both of which make it harder to play them by accident.

Since lute is double-stringed, or possibly since I have no prior experience with string instruments, I just can't play some of the chords.  They're too far apart for my fingers to reliably reach and be able to cover both of the two strings sufficiently to change the pitch of the note.  All the chords I've learned so far are self-taught modified versions, usually only spanning three different courses because that's all that I can reach.

One chord in particular has been pissing me off since I started because it's always sounded horrible.  I think it's because I keep bumping another string and getting undertones of a clashing note.  Not too sure yet, the frequency of the note is too low for me to identify it reliably, but all I know is that when I play the chord lighter, it sounds better.

Anyway.

Ideas for the future:

Filking 'Camden Town', after randomly singing it on the way to work and noticing that the syllable structure perfectly matches 'Dragons Bay'.  Maybe I can write a song about moving from Aneala to Dragons Bay.

Hopefully the Crusader's Blood four-part version this weekend, if I'm not too tired.

It's about time I started trying an original work.  I might re-read the folk tale I read on Day 2 and see if I can turn it into verse.

More for the eBook of Boom.

Unrelated, but a fun fact that I love to share with my students:  'Alouette' is actually a song about catching a little bird, pulling its feathers out and mocking it.  Don't sing anything without understanding what it means, kiddies.

Withdrawal

May. 24th, 2017 07:38 pm
 Withdrawal

To the tune of 'The Sound of Silence'

 

Hello caffeine, my old friend
I'm feeling energised again
My sword and board shall ring in conquest
I'll stand and hold the field the longest
In days to come
The tales of my dominance shall echo through the feasting hall
When bards recall
The love I share
With coffee

When first I tried that potent brew
I found that nothing else would do
The power surging through my muscled frame
Adrenaline that none could ever tame
I took the field
And ten seconds later, I saw a dozen fighters dead
The others fled
Before the might
Of coffee

And then one day, on cobbled stone
I knelt with pride before the throne
No longer counted with the amateurs
I took the belt and chain and golden spurs
The words were spoke
With blade on my shoulders, a knighthood given unto me
On bended knee
And all because
Of coffee

The game goes on, the night grows cold
With faces new replacing old
I know that royalty will come and go
Even the etiquettes and rules I know
Nothing immune
No matter what happens, one thing I know shall never change
The sweet exchange
Between myself
And coffee

And though my might has never fled
From time to time I wind up dead
The black bean's influence has just begun
It seems I may not be the only one
My secret's out
The source of my power has found its way to others' lips
My light's eclipse
It seems they've stole
My coffee

- Technically written for Sir Nathan Blacktower, but go ahead - try to tell me you don't know anyone this could apply to.

Today I'm taking a break from music to do something which, while not conventional A&S, still counts as far as I'm concerned.

When I was lucky enough to take up the post of Blackwing Herald, I inherited a whole lot of stuff with it, including the Book of Ceremonies. It's a file, with a fancy heraldic medieval-looking camouflage cover, containing all of the common award, court and procedure ceremonies for Lochac. If I'm called on to do anything, up to and including swearing in of a new King and Queen, this folder has what I need.

Every ceremony takes up at least one page, with fancy, curly writing and the full procedure for the ceremony, including what the Herald and the King and Queen say.

The thing is, Kings and Queens don't follow the script. It's not as if they have to. Every King and Queen I've seen so far prefers to wing it, giving each ceremony a more personal touch as they can specifically focus on the candidate(s) and their achievements. Only the Herald needs to follow the script, given that we're not allowed to improvise in court.

When I was lucky enough to herald for Ariston and Lilivati at May Crown, they had different versions of each ceremony to match the time period of their rule. They were amazing ceremonies. And it only took three A4 pages to fit every single one of them, since they knew full well that the Herald's the only one who needs to follow the script.

Today I'm writing shorthand versions of each ceremony, consisting only of what the Herald needs to say. I won't replace what's in the Book of Ceremonies, but I'll add a cheat sheet to it, fitting all the basic ceremonies on as few an amount of pages as I can. If a Herald is confident enough to be able to call for people to enter court, and call for cheers, without reading verbatim, then those sheet(s) should be all they need.

I also need to spend some time rearranging the ceremonies that are in there. They've gotten a bit scrambled since I took office. Whoops.

Tonight I'll upload another of my older songs, tentatively named 'Withdrawal'. A member of our peerage posted on Facebook on the first day of this year about their first cup of coffee, concluding with 'Hello, my friend.' Cue the comments echoing 'The Sound of Silence'. Cue me, bored again, stretching my filk muscles.
As a music teacher, one of my only blanket rules for my students is that if they sing something, they have to understand or learn what it means.

Up until now I've been assuming Taglio was just a jaunty song about the stereotypical gypsy tribe bewitching passers-by into joining them. Most of the lyrics lend themselves to that idea. But there were a few sentences that didn't quite match.

What first raised my suspicions was reading the final two lines of the chorus. "Better hope that you're dancing with Taglio / Better pray the Gaselli is Taglio." Hoping, fair enough. Maybe Taglio was just a very sexy person. But 'pray'? That sounded ominous. So I looked through the rest of the song.

"Offer sweet mutton and not your hand." That could mean a few things.
"Just as well not to think of the feast that's to come." That's... odd.
"Leave behind not a sole drop of red." Yeah, we're not talking about wine here.

So I decided to follow my own advice, and look into it.

It took a fair bit of digging to uncover the name 'Taglio'. Best as I can work out, he's a lesser-known folkloric hero famous for his dancing. He's also a Gaselli, whatever that is. Google told me that that was Finnish for 'Gazelle', but then I stumbled across a webpage full of folklore tropes, which I'm looking forward to reading in full later on.

Turns out that the Gaselli were a race of fey people, similar to Satyrs, but with two striking distances. Firstly, they were a mix of human and gazelle, rather than human and fawn. And secondly, rather than sex, they were mostly interested in food. And if Satyrs are known for having sex with people, well...

I'm pretty sure the song is about being bewitched into running away with the Gaselli, which usually leads to being sacrificed and eaten. And in this particular case, hoping like hell that the one you're dancing with is Taglio, who may just prefer dancing with you rather than eating you.

This song is awesome. I need to hear more of S.J. Tucker. And now that I've mostly got Taglio memorised, next step is to work out a lute accompaniment. It'd go perfectly with Pencampwr when that rolls around in a few weeks.

I've had a few chord ideas for Crusader's Blood, but the work is going to have to wait. When it comes to free time, Pathfinder is a harsh mistress.
Once upon a time, when I wanted to write music, I used Sibelius. It was the only realistic opportunity to provide quality sheet music, and I learned to use it during my time at Uni so I knew what I was doing.

It was also ridiculously expensive and complicated. The creators wanted software that you could use to do practically anything. Since you could do anything, it made it stupidly difficult, at times, to do anything.

Now that I'm saving money again, I'm learning how to use MuseScore. As far as I can see, it's identical to Sibelius, only instead of being expensive and complicated, it's free and simple.

There is, as far as I can tell, no real downside to this. I have traded the ability to save a song file in one of thirty different graphical formats, only two of which I've seen or used before, for a song which has 99.5% of the information I'll need to write my music contained within a single A4 interactive help page.

More on this as it unfolds. Today was spent learning how to use the software and constructing some basic songs.

Tomorrow, if all goes well, I'll write 'Crusader's Blood' and see if I can't arrange it into four-part harmony.
A lazy day today, spent taking care of the A&S equivalent of behind-the-scenes work.

I made a few modifications to some of the eBook of Boom songs. I'll upload them later on. It's about time I got back into regular additions. Tam Lin, Taglio! and The Shape of Things need to go on there so that I can remember them, next time I'm at a bardic circle. Not to mention the Known Words songs I picked up from Festival.

To make up for my dreadful short-term memory, I've got a good memory for music. A few people have commented on how I can recall hundreds of songs - not just the words but the music, well enough to improvise around them. I figure it's just what I do. Some people fight.

It's gotten to the stage now where I can't remember all the songs I know. The eBook of Boom is meant to be more than just a songbook; it's an aid for me to recall songs which may otherwise slip my mind. I can scroll through it, see the title of a song I haven't performed in a year or so, and play it.

Just under 100 songs in the eBook, so far, but I'm not planning on stopping.
With Pencampwr and its Wild Hunt theme coming up fast, today's A&S was getting together with some friends to practice and prepare some songs to sing there.

We're currently performing two songs over the weekend. 'The Hunt is On' is a wild, bouncy song about hunting, with just the right amount of dark connotation to it. One of my favourites. It's also easy to pick up and sing, and has a chorus everyone can join in with should they wish to. Perfect for a tavern.

Secondly, we have 'The Mushroom Song'. This one has three separate parts, and since Alexander Adams loves to make things as difficult as he possibly can, two of the parts are identical but out of sync. Very creepy when done well.

Since I'll be playing a lute to go along with the song, I've decided to play the drone bass line. But since I also like to make things difficult, I'm singing the out-of-sync drone bass line.

Playing in sync, singing out of sync.

Conveniently forgetting my synesthesia.

Luckily we didn't go for long enough to let the pain build up too much; the nature of the droning bass means that there is literally no gap for my brain to reset itself, so it's just a mercy that the out-of-sync part is only going to last about twenty seconds before the awesome soloist comes in and I can switch to playing chords that fit.

Not a good idea, but so worth it.
More of the same, not much to report today. The verses are more complicated than I'm used to, and I'm trying to preserve the syllable structure, so it's a bit trickier than what I'm used to.

I did take the opportunity to look into some more music by Heather Dale, S.J. Tucker, and Damh the Bard. I foresee a few expensive weekends coming up as I widen my repertoire.

I mentioned wanting to turn the May Crown voyage into a poem, but I'm doubting whether this will work. Inspiration is just not there. I'll keep trying.
Solo singing practice today, during my DOTT time at school, for a new song. This one seems centred around the common Romani stories about bewitching passers-by with promises of song, dance, drink and passion.

It's bouncy, with a good melody and an interesting story, and the very format of the song does not lend itself to thrash chords. If I want to learn this one in earnest, I'm actually going to have to learn how to play it.

Up until now I've been getting by with chords on the lute. Enough to carry the tune, but relatively little skill.

Time to change that.

Taglio!
Inspiration for an original music composition is just not coming. This might have something to do with it being the middle of the work week. I'm tired.

In the mean time, I've spent my ten minutes today collecting a few medieval poems which sound interesting; when I'm feeling more up to it, it should hopefully be a bit easier to write music to accompany these.

Ideas for the future - four-part choral version of 'Crusader's Blood'. The melody carries elements similar to that of a bass part from the standard four-part arrangement during the classical period, particularly the perfect 5th leaps towards the end. When I look into period compositional techniques, it'll be interesting to see if it's similarly appropriate for music that's a few hundred centuries older.

Anyway.


Whan the turuf is thy tour
Whan the turuf is thy tour,
And thy pit is thy bour,
Thy fel and thy whitë throtë
Shullen wormës to notë.
What helpëth thee thennë
Al the worildë wennë?

Memento mori reminding the listener or reader that they will die. The source believes this was an early seduction lyric addressed to a woman ('thy white throte'): the poet is basically trying to persuade the woman to give him a twopenny upright*.

Ech day me comëth tydinges thre

Ech day me comëth tydinges thre,
For wel swithë sore ben he:
The on is that Ich shal hennë,
That other that Ich not whennë,
The thriddë is my mestë carë,
That Ich not whider Ich shal farë
 
Damn, these are depressing. I'll write a poem about my three worst fears: I'm going to die, I don't know when, and I don't know where I'll go afterwards.

Much like medieval knights were not the shining beacons of chivalry that we in the SCA aspire to, it seems as though early bards were closer akin to the modern day Dementor.  Either that or they were trying to inspire pity from women, for some reason.

At least it's not as bad as Kinderley. In fact, like Kinderley, this might make a nice round.



Ich have y-don al myn youth
Ich have y-don al myn youth,
Oftë, ofte, and ofte;
Longe y-loved and yerne y-beden –
Ful dere it is y-bought!

Yup, we've gone full-blown Nice Guy now. 'All my youth I have loved often, long lived and keenly yearned, and it has cost me dearly.' Sounds like me 20 years ago.

This one brings back memories of Crispin's famed 'O Woe is Me' arrangements. I'm also reminded of Greensleeves. After my ex-partner pulled my head out of my arse and introduced me to feminism, or 'Common Sense', and I realised that all of Greensleeves was basically saying 'I'm nice! Love me!'


Check out the link if you'd like some more similarly depressing laments. I suggest watching the accompanying video when you're done.

*jam doughnut

https://interestingliterature.com/2015/01/26/10-short-medieval-poems-everyone-should-read/


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