The inevitable has occurred. All that knowledge about ox-bow lakes will have to move out of my head to make space for everything else that’s going on. I need to wipe all extraneous files from my hard drive and find extra working memory. My processing speed is abysmal.
We didn’t have any seminars today, so we sat around, drinking tea and yacking. We had a small, impromptu show n tell session. Two hours later I’m in danger of over-heating and feel I should sit with my head between my knees.
I’ll not discuss my fellow student’s work-in-development here, that’s up to him, But when I went in on the train this morning, I was under the impression I was in a bit of a lull, rut, or similar (ox-bow lake? Damn it, I’ll have to put that bit back in).
I have recorded a bit of singing. It’s patchy, the levels are all over the place as it’s been recorded in bits then chopped about and put back together in a different order. It’s come about over a fortnight. The reason I did it was I wanted a bit of a song in another sound piece… the one I crashed together after seeing Bhimji’s “Yellow Patch”. So bits of a song turned into a whole song.
So I’m back in that place again. Intention has changed the work, then the work has changed the intention. I have a 2 minute raw song, just my voice… no sound… no music. So now I have to ponder its use again. Shall I turn it into a proper song, then chop it up to use in the other sound piece as my original intention? Shall I turn it into a proper song and have it stand as such? Shall I just re-record my voice so it is a bit more polished, but still just my voice? Shall I leave it as it is, a patchwork of time differentiated construction, where all the joins show?
Or shall I forget all about it safe in the knowledge that I know how ox-bow lakes are formed?
This is my 100th blog post. I feel it should be more momentous than this self-serving twaddle.