Recently, I’ve been able to download two illicit DVD-quality recordings of the Van der Graaf Generator concerts that happened earlier in the year. I attended one, but gave the second one a miss because it occured the day after the tube bombings and I wasn’t in the mood to get pumped up for it and engage with the music. Seeing the two performances, I can see that the second show was a lot more muted – a lot of the energy displayed at the first show seemed to have disappeared. Anyway here’s a clip for all you fans of Sleepwalkers being performed at the Royal Festival Hall. The funny thing is that when I burn these DVDs and watch them on my big TV, I immediately want to throw up because of the “shakicam” effect. However, on a smaller screen, on my PC, they look fine.
Had to remove the video clip because of bandwidth restrictions…sorry!
Also, someone contacted me today singing the praises of my music. It’s nice when these words plop into my inbox. I think I get one virtual pat on the back a year for my musical noodlings. Here’s an extract:
“Was checking out more of your music at cdbaby. I am not too free with compliments, and a lot of today’s new music and a lot of today’s new artists and musicians don’t impress me whatsoever. But I have to say your music is really incredible! I did not realize you were that good!”
That was nice. I like that. It gives me the energy to approach my guitar again. And for those stray readers who might have missed it the first time, you can download a whole CD of music from this site and even print your own CD sleeves. Just visit:
http://www.darrenlock.com/mt/archives/2005/10/easy_listening.html
Talking of making music, last night I was noodling around with my guitar and I leant forward to make some adjustments to one of my effects units. As I leant back again, my chair moved from out of me, sliding backwards (because it is an office style chair with castors) and I was caught off balance. I crashed to the floor, cracking my shoulder on the wheelbase of the chair. As I plummeted, my instinct was to protect my new, expensive, snazzy guitar – so I held it aloft. I lay there for a moment, breathless, slightly winded and wincing in pain. Luckily there was no major injury or damage to the guitar, but boy do I have a sore left shoulder today. Yowser!