Showing posts with label black and white. Show all posts
Showing posts with label black and white. Show all posts

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Ringo and the big band at the mansion

I was hanging out in a small, cozy living room (I think maybe it had the dark brown shag carpet that we used to have) with a guy and girl I knew, watching TV on an old set (maybe the wood-paneled Zenith TV we used to own). On TV was a rare recording (in black and white) of an early Beatles performance in England. The setting looked like maybe one end of a ballroom or other function hall in a mansion. Ringo was standing with a microphone, singing an uncharacteristically soulful song (also, maybe sort of slow and big-band-like). I didn't actually spot the rest of the Beatles, but I assumed they were behind him somewhere. However, on all sides of Ringo were at least six or seven other backup musicians.

To Ringo's left (right from the viewer's perspective) was a guy playing a full drum set. At one point in the song, he did a fancy drum fill where he started in the seated position, then hopped up and walked off the front-right corner of the stage area and off the screen, hitting three or four cymbals on stands as he walked. Another guy who was playing hand percussion behind Ringo stepped over to the drum set and hit a couple things to finish off the part.

Meanwhile, I was wondering to myself if I could find a download for this on the Internet. I wasn't sure what search terms to use, though. The location had flashed up at the beginning of the performance, but all I could remember was that it had the letters "ea" in it somewhere, which didn't narrow it down much.

Friday, November 11, 2005

So colorblindness is communicable?

In Appalachian music classroom, people are complaining about various symptoms but I don't seem to have anything. Then the color fades out of my vision in about three seconds and I wake up to the feeling of an air bubble popping in one of my veins (more like the feeling of hitting the one nerve above the elbow on the inner side ... aka funny bone).
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Dad tells me he's glad I was named Donald, because HE had such a boring name. (!)