Mar. 8th, 2015

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Somehow I was up and ready to go early, and got to the con at about 10. Went to the FAWM (February Album Writing Month) panel, which I had not planned on because it was at 10. Interesting project, February a song a day, or something like that. The participants mostly claimed that having to write a song, record and post it in one fell swoop works. Not for me. Ideas just done pop into my head like that. A few of them sang their favorite entries, I was generally not impressed. But also not disgusted. So, not a FAIL.

The 11 o'clock panel next was billed as "What Hooked You?
    How did you get into filk? What kind of filk activities do you engage in, and where and with whom do you do them? What aspects of filk and filking mean the most to you? Are you a face-to-face kind of filker, or do you prefer online activity?  Explore the culture, history, and future of filk while helping Sally with her academic research."
  But it was Dr. Sally talking about how she does her research on the subject, and why we all should fill out her 4-page survey. By hand. Using lines meant for typewriting single-spaced. I left after 15 minutes and returned the survey to the pile.

And went across the hall to listen to the Filk Chorus "Come join your fellow filkers in making beautiful vocal music together! Rehearsal Saturday morning, performance Sunday."  which was pretty much as billed, except that it was more choral than filk. Jennifer Midkiff is an able choral director, and the session reminded me a lot of some of the chorus rehearsals I've been in for musicals. And reminded me I'll be doing that again Real Soon Now. I sat in the back pretending to only be there to take photos, and left after I'd heard enough of the first to songs to know these were not the songs I was looking for. I am looking forward to the concert tomorrow, they sounded very good.

Up to the con suite. Got some coffee cake, dropped a little bit on the floor, told the suite nazi I'd clean it up it as soon as I was done eating what was on my plate and had my hands free (because there was nowhere to put the plate down) and stood over it, so no one would step on it. But her OCD kicked in and she picked up most of the crumbs in a napkin while I was standing there. Total FAIL.  Where's her patience? Where's her dustbuster?

Back down for the concerts. Brooke Abbey (formerly some very long name beginning with L), Mary Crowell, Amy McNally. Three amazing talents, but I was as amused by their messing with the mikes (and Kristoff) as by their singing. Mary mostly sang and played clarinet, not much piano. Brooke was on her banjola, and Amy on her electronic violin. Mostly stuff I had not heard before, mostly serious. They all appeared to be on the same diet as me.

2x10s only had two people signed up, so I was planning on some con suite time after. Kathleen Sloan started, I am always reminded what a beautiful singing voice she has, because that's not the voice she talks with. A newbie from Santa Cruz who found out about Consonance at OVFF (she took the train there!) was next.
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Summer Russel has the most amazing voice, very powerful, clear. She sang a couple of Robin Hood-ish songs.

But wait! There's more! Bill L. had somehow signed up while nobody was looking. I spared myself the pain and went upstairs as per Plan A. Which means I missed "Puzzlehof", and the first of Nick's numbers. Jeff and Maya went up next, a duet for the first number and a solo by Maya, who claimed it was the first time she has been onstage solo since she was 17. Hard to believe.

2-fers done, next were guest concerts.

International guest Phil Mills has kind of a weak voice, and I can't remember anything he sang.

Gary Hanak, Interfilk guest, OTOH, completely blew me away. Worth three or four past Interfilk guests, IMHO. Absolutely amazing musician and songwriter. And that's even with his accordion handicap, which he redeemed himself with a hilarious parody TTO A Whiter Shade of Pale. He switched to guitar for most of the rest of the concert, playing his Pegasus-winning song Grandfather, a touching piece about light speed space travel ruining your family life. Fascinated not just by his singing but also by his 12-fingered guitar playing, which somehow he accomplishes with only the usual 10. With Weekend Filker, he coordinated voice, guitar and an audio track on his Jurassic era tablet. As if that was not enough, he lit up the piano with a parody TTO  something Billy Joel/Harry Chapin-ish. I haven't been impressed by sheer musicianship like his since Mary Crowell. I will be buying his CDs.

Interfilk auction was next, and as usual the bidding started well out of my price range. Not nearly as well attended as usual, maybe because there were no CDs of this year's concerts up for bid. 

That meant more time for dinner break, so instead of feeding my face I went to the nearest Fry's and bought another NAS shell, and a Netgear cable modem/router. They didn't have the model for the latter which I wanted, so I grabbed one a little less new and expensive. It looked like it had everything I needed.

Back to the con, my favorite dinner spot was packed with filkers who were finishing up, so I went a few doors down to the Halal Chinese place. I don't know if they were already there or arrived after I did (my back was to the door), but I saw Jeff and Maya and some of other filk royalty at a big table in a far corner. I had my tablet fired up to a kindle book. I'm not much for socializing while eating, would rather use that time for reading.

Next up was Bill Roper, who, like everyone else, commandeered Amy McNally.  Much as I enjoy her improv violin, this has gone well past old. I suspect the set went a bit more dark than if it had just been Bill's guitar.

Finally, Guest of Honor Concert: Wild Mercy. They are from Indiana, and include Barry Childs-Helton, Sally Childs-Helton, Jennifer Midkiff, Debbie Gates and, of course,  Amy McNally. All of them fine musicians, but I bailed after 4 songs because:
- They chose to print a program and use that as an excuse to just play one tune after another, no banter, no intros, so they could fit in all the tunes they wanted to play. If I wanted that, I could have stayed home and listened to their CDs.
- Four songs in, I hadn't laughed or even smiled. Their song were so effing mundane. I would rather be home installing a cable modem.

So I went home, with a stop for gas (which is now $1 a gallon more than a month ago - WTF?), and installed the cable modem/router. Which turned out to not have everything I needed - it only does the low bitrate bandwidth. So it will go back in the morning to the store closest to home, in exchange for the one I wanted in the first place, which apparently is in stock there.

No sense setting up the NAS until I have the new router.


I had forgotten my pre-meal insulin, so when I got home I shot up what I should have shot up at dinner. I overshot, and now am self-medicating with Oreos. Because I stopped stocking ice cream. Oh wait, I have some Klondike bars. Putting the Oreos away...


Plans for tomorrow:
Nothing at the con till 11:30, so exchange the router at Fry's. If that's done early enough, install it. Otherwise, go to the con.
Consonance till 3, then Sunnyvale to see the closing performance of The Little Mermaid, Jr. with the 2nd string cast.

That should be done in time to go home and fine tune the router. If it's still light outside which is possible after DST kicks in, I may spray weedicide on the places weeds are coming up. And pull up the lemongrass and plant Bee's Friend flower seeds there.
 
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at about 1:30 am I went around the house DST-ing all the clocks. I may have missed the one on the stove. Only one had a DST button. Fairly low morning Hgl, which was strange after 2 Klondike bars last night. Checked the web, Fry's was already open at 9, so I took the router there. Returned it, and verified they had the one I wanted. Out to the shelves, and it was not there. One of the staff showed that someone had put another model where it should have been. She looked it up again, and there was supposed to be one. No others in the system for any store.

So I had my store credit credited back to my card, and went home. Later went online to Amazon, where my tax refund gift card was waiting for me and ordered one.

Home to get my camera and then to Consonance.

Sat in on some of Tim Griffin's spiel on his company looking for original songs which teach without being preachy, pedantic or childish. I suppose I could write something. Maybe, instead of watching porn. 

I thought something was going on in the concert hall at noon, but it wasn't. So I went to the con suite, and Jim chatted with me for about 10 minutes. Hated to pull myself away, but 1-shots were happening.  In a small filk circle room, which I didn't like because it didn't give the victims access to a mike or a stage or the on-stage experience. Bill once again made my brain hurt with his wooden delivery and tin ear. But it was a really good song, and if he has music written for it, I might try to cover it for him. During the feedback, every time he answered a judge's comment his wife whispered something rude to him, like "you're being defensive, dear" loud enough for the people in the hall to hear. Totally uncalled for.

Nick was up next, and his delivery was in the opposite direction, and didn't work because there was no music stand and he had to hold his notebook while trying to gesture. It also distracted him enough that I couldn't follow the tune. Wasn't thrilled with the song, either. He usually does a lot better.

Finally concert room time, the filk chorus crowded into the center of the stage and the floor in front. They sounded great. But the last two number were gospel, which IMHO is not filk, as much as it may be based on fantasy. I was offended by the last number which was all "Joy" as in "Jesus" but without actually saying his name.

Next up was "Everyone except Amy" as Jeff put it. Mary came on in an elegant burgundy velour dress, the featured performer, Scott Snyder, was in a very classy 1770's era overcoat and vest, which didn't quite match his pink electric guitar. Bass player, possibly his SO(?), in a similar outfit, wielding a huge pine-colored electric bass. Jeff and Maya also joined in and someone named Mary (?). They did a series of rock filk, mostly TTO things, all brilliant. My favorite was the one about waiting for the progress bar, followed closely by "I used to have a life back then, but I play Magic Now", and an ode to Pluto.

I had to bail, because it was 3 pm and I had to be in Sunnyvale in time for a 4 pm performance of Little Mermaid. Glad I went, this second cast was much better than the first cast, though it was tough to see women playing the prince and King Neptune. We're talking very well endowed actresses, not girls with a body type which could get away with playing a boy. They had their lines down better than the opening night cast, which made the one time Ariel blanked all the more painful. Neptune and her onstage alone, there was silence for about a minute before Neptune said something which got them going again. It was *this* close to Neptune feeding Ariel her line.

Also, this Ariel is the younger sister of the other one, and she sang better until it was time to hit the high note, and then she screamed it like her sister did for all her notes. Sebastian was miles better than the other one. Both of them were a FAIL with the Jamaican accent, in both cases by the end of the show they sounded German.

I would have liked to hang around and meet the cast, but it was a full house again, and a total mob scene. They had added a "have your photo taken with Ariel" corner on one side of the lobby, complete with set pieces. I pushed my way through the other side, and drove home.

Thought about going back to Consonance, but was still playing musical routers.

Two small dinners, mac & cheese and pot roast, both of them the tiny Safeway ones.

Took the drives out of the Synology NAS and put them in the new Netgear. It's not cooperating with the IP assignment it has been given.

Plans for tomorrow:
Work
BASFA
Maybe go to MV Kaiser for a blood pressure check.

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