1. There is some relatively new material from 1/2 of the band, Nick Zammuto, available here on Soundcloud. I will be so bold as to recommend "21 eyes and 16 nos."
And, file under vocational-meets-technical...
2. Nick Zammuto did the work of building/remodeling his home in Vermont, and there are some photos of his very cool place, with some very cool descriptions of why he made certain structural decisions. It's a house more or less exactly as you might imagine one built by the same guy who makes music from found sound. Check it out here (ooh and aah at the photos of his new son as you scroll down).
And speaking of photos, here are a couple shots to pass along. The first is of a snake taking advantage of a slice of TC concrete during the unseasonably warm first week of November. BTW, if the fire alarm went off while you were in Mr. Keaney's class, you'd be leaving out this door. Wave on the way by...
And this is the little adventurous cat who has been coming around my place lately. If I leave the garage open, he'll (I think he's a he) saunter right in and start poking around. He has also made his way inside the house on a couple of occasions and I'm beginning to think I ought to just set out some food and name him. Any suggestions?
Maybe he should just remain the Nameless nomad. ( just in case he decides to keep on keeping on) or Leonard.
ReplyDeleteWell, the nomad has used his feline wiles to weaken my defenses and, as you can see, I have let him into my house. Or at least the kitchen sink. He wears a collar with a phone number which, upon calling, connected me with my neighbor who harbors cats from the shelter and informed me his name is Ollie. Given his background, I presume his namesake is the Dicksonian orphan. Nevertheless, he's been interesting to have around. Today he sat stark still as a red fox crossed his path not twenty feet from his tail; neither acknowledged the presence of the other. Given your name suggestion, I imagined him at that moment silently singing. And if he grows up to be ladies' man who purrs coffee-and-cigarette tales of complexity-laden love in an oaken baritone, I think I will have to change his name to Leonard.
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