Contrary to the opinion I advanced in last Thursday's game session, a person who makes flutes is apparently just called a "flutemaker."
I still think "fluthier" sounds better, though. :-)
(I like it. Now to go tease some flutemakers with it.)
Daphne Eftychia Arthur, guitarist+. Mar. 14th, 2004.
Contrary to the opinion I advanced in last Thursday's game session, a person who makes flutes is apparently just called a "flutemaker."
I still think "fluthier" sounds better, though. :-)
(I like it. Now to go tease some flutemakers with it.)
Got details for today straightened out. Met up with friends who had offered to take me to a concert. The concert, "Mystics Ancient and Modern", was good, though the program struck me as a better album program than concert program (and in fact the concert was recorded to make a CD, which might explain it.)
So how is it that Anonymous 4 -- four voices -- sounds so much richer, fuller, and stronger than the great big choir (Cathedral Choral Society) they shared billing with? The choral group did not seem weak ... it's just that Anonymous 4 did something that made four voices sound like eight and filled the huge nave of Washington National Cathedral with reverberations. They weren't as powerful as the really low notes on the organ, but they were more than impressive.
More notes on the concert ifwhen I get around to it later (tired now, and have things to do that got put off today so I could go out -- this might wind up being as much of a review as I wind up writing), but for now I'll just say that as truly nifty as some of the 20th C. pieces were, I still wound up getting into the 12th & 13th C. pieces the most. (A 19th C. tune, "Shall We Gather at the River", came close, beating out two of the four Hildegard of Bingen pieces and maybe pleasing me as much as one of the two anonymous 13th C. French pieces ... I think my biggest silly grin was during the second 13th C. French conductus. That anonymous composer got away with some wild stuff.)
Argh. Craving sheet music. And sleep. Already fed Perrine and got her to chase me around the house. (Sneaky devil, she managed to advance on my position in between peeks and hide nearby but where I couldn't see her at all -- and startled the Hell out of me when I moved forward to see where she had gone. So I chased her for a little while after that.) Now to bed, either for the night or for a little while.
Good friends. Good concert. Good night.