Musician, technologist, storyteller
I am not a patient human. I woke up having a dream about a guitar part that required a hollow body. This was inevitable from that moment on.
Also, my first ever guitar was blue. (It was also not nearly as wonderful as this big beautiful blue bastard.)
Oh, yes. It will be mine.
Wayne Campbell
I’m thrilled to have been asked to join the board of the formidable, cool, and formidably cool local arts service organization, Arts Alive!! (This sentence has two exclamation points because one belongs to the organization’s name, and one belongs to my enthusiasm for the organization.) I’ll be serving at least through 2022.
Arts Alive! is the major connector between artists, arts nonprofits, creative businesses, and the broader community in the Monadnock Region. It’s a major quality-of-life booster, and the locals are super lucky it’s here.
I didn’t know Keene or the Monadnock Region existed until I met Jess Gelter, the AA! ED, at an arts convening in Plymouth, NH in 2018 or so. After hearing her talk about what she and the organization were up to in Keene, I started looking into it, which eventually prompted a move here. So a huge thank you to Jess, because I’m loving my new home, pandemic notwithstanding.
I’m super honored and thrilled to be working with the group of dynamic, intelligent and interesting people that sit on the board, and am looking forward to lending a helping hand where I can!
It’s been quite a year, quite a fall. Here are some of my favorite live screen captures of the last few months.
New-to-me Yamaha U3 is in FULL EFFECT! Funny, it looks like it’s been there all its life. I’m absolutely thrilled with it so far. My main complaint: it sounds like it should play like a grand, and of course, it doesn’t. That said, I’m SO enjoying the feel of it, esp. for songwriting and classical music, e.g. Haydn sonatas. And a big thank you to Haydn for writing things that I can play. 😀
Here’s the move-in, w/ a bonus photo of one of the piano mover’s incredible waterproof shoes:
When you spend all day learning and perfecting a JavaScript charts library, only to realize at 3:00pm that a table is actually the best solution.
Even in American cities, which seem so much alike, where people seem all to be living the same lives, striving for the same things, thinking the same thoughts, there are still individuals a little out of tune with the times — there are still survivals of a past more loosely woven, there are disconcerting beginnings of a future yet unforeseen.
This is a beautiful, kinda sad but also sweet little story written in 1929, a time that seems to me to be similar in some key ways to 2020. Success was the word of the day, and it meant money, and if you weren’t with it, and especially if you rejected it, you were OUT, friend. (We’re much more evolved today. Success means experiences, you see, the perfect, frictionless life, full of meaning, and beautiful things, and…oh wait. That shit is expensive, right?)
I’m not sure if our main character, Albert (the artist stuck in a time and place that doesn’t value art), turned out to be “the disconcerting beginnings” of the future or not. If he was, I guess that future is already past.
My shadow took fright at the moon and huddled between my feet.
Just a quick teaser demo of a new song that’s coming from Greg’s and my new collaboration, Nine is One. Much more work to do here, but we’re really psyched about the sound that’s growing!
