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Basement Belewbeloid.
Rising at 06.00.
Morning reading: DU II.
Practising. For the first morning, I feel like a guitarist.
The inbox is on hold & e-frenzying in suspension for the remainder of this Celebration. A stream of correspondents seek determination of & information on range of trivial subjects, jointly serving the aim of distracting me from my proper work & focus of attention, and will meet with no response. It is interesting to note how good people, with the best intentions, serve to act on behalf of a force that undermines, detracts & blocks work in pursuance of an aim.
Developing ideas to continue the developing variations, continuing on from the work with the LCG3/4/5 in Sant Cugat & looking forward to the Orchestra of Crafty Guitarists next February.
My sister has sent me this suggesting that there are many readers of the diary who need this information.
11.15 Off to the Crim Rehearsal Zone via Green Hills Mall & the Apple Store.
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At which point the sandwich delivery man arrived delivering sandwiches…
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A good first day of playing-rehearsals. Lotsa laughs with the Crimson Shrug on prominent display as unexpected notes, changes & sounds emerge in surprising places.
"What we hear is the way that we hear."
