What you should (not) listen to on Christmas Eve.
Everything you always wanted to know about the little giraffe (but were afraid to ask).
It’s about time to introduce a new figure: Fünffusssaurus. Fünffussaurus was purchased a while ago for ten-something at an online store. Before it was mounted it remained quarantined for some days, just to be sure LPG doesn’t contract the dragon’s flue.
As we’ve finally headed back to working from home I’m getting overtaken by the feeling that this should be a somewhat familiar situation to a composers. Of course it is—and of course it isn’t.
Christmas is almost over. ‘Tis about time to recap what has happened in the past hours. As giraffes are not typically involved in Christmas ceremonies, I though it would turn out to be a somewhat tough task to write about something Christmassy linked to the little giraffe.
The little giraffe is back. After it had been sleeping in its tiny transportation box for a week, I have finally found some time to help it struggling to its feet.
Sometimes composers go on a journey. This does not mean that the little giraffe needs to be left alone at home, though.
One of the first odes to the very hot drink that became well known, dates back to the 1730s. It originally flowed out of J. S. Bach‘s quill, who then wrote a work for choir and orchestra called Schweigt stille, plaudert nicht (Be still, stop chattering), today widely known as Coffee Cantata.
The little giraffe unboxed the big green headphones and is enjoying a first sonic impression of a new piece. Let’s have a look at how an audio recording emerges from the silence of a formerly white paper.
Writing a decent piece of music is the one thing. Once a piece of music is written it cannot be considered finished—at all.