Comments on: Squishful thinking http://www.alexshapiro.org/blog/?p=836 nature and music in the San Juan Islands, from composer Alex Shapiro Thu, 09 May 2013 22:20:08 -0400 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.5 hourly 1 By: Alex Shapiro http://www.alexshapiro.org/blog/?p=836&cpage=1#comment-226092 Alex Shapiro Thu, 14 Oct 2010 20:44:14 +0000 http://www.alexshapiro.org/blog/?p=836#comment-226092 How'd you guess I also talk to these creatures, Glenn? Damn, you know everything! :-) How’d you guess I also talk to these creatures, Glenn? Damn, you know everything! :-)

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]]> By: Glenn Buttkus http://www.alexshapiro.org/blog/?p=836&cpage=1#comment-226083 Glenn Buttkus Sun, 10 Oct 2010 21:59:34 +0000 http://www.alexshapiro.org/blog/?p=836#comment-226083 This encounter with the banana slug, certainly not the first one, although the others were with its kin, is indicative of your great oversized heart when it comes to the denizens of the Hapless, which if I recall include wasps, hornets, arachnids, and several kinds of rodents; most of which we all scream at when we come upon them, like Catholic school girls when the wind blows up their skirts, but you reach out to them, feed them, talk to them, and set them free; kind of a lyrical liberator if I ever knew one. Congrats on finishing and delivering both your latest piece and the banana slug to a better place. Your hours of creativity are awesome, and though I emulate you, my tiny three months of availability for such endeavor pales in the shadow or your lifetime of late hours, soaring notes, and moon watching. I adore the image of you, vampirish, roaming nightly the island moors and lavender fields looking for foxes, coyotes, and wayward deer; just so you can feed them and sing them a lullaby. Hopefully your communication skills with the ancient bones of a land line will suffice, and compete with your Facebook,Twitter, blog, web site, iphone Droid, ipad, and You Tube glories. I'm sure that your friends and relatives will be delighted that you could slow down your hyper kinetic and supersonic self to punch up numbers, and listen for a greeting. FLEA CIRCUS @ :58 made me go all itchy with glee, and dance across my carpet like a bull gorilla in his night shirt. Vacuuming When I am stuck on a passage in a new piece, I am making no progress. Where there should be something, there is nothing. Frustrating. When I vacuum, I can see my progress: where there was something, now there is nothing. Rewarding. I think this could be the basis for my new religious belief: Retrograde Inversion Zen. Alex Shapiro This encounter with the banana slug, certainly not the first one, although the others were with its kin, is indicative of your great oversized heart when it comes to the denizens of the Hapless, which if I recall include wasps, hornets, arachnids, and several kinds of rodents; most of which we all scream at when we come upon them, like Catholic school girls when the wind blows up their skirts, but you reach out to them, feed them, talk to them, and set them free; kind of a lyrical liberator if I ever knew one.

Congrats on finishing and delivering both your latest piece and the banana slug to a better place. Your hours of creativity are awesome, and though I emulate you, my tiny three months of availability for such endeavor pales in the shadow or your lifetime of late hours, soaring notes, and moon watching. I adore the image of you, vampirish, roaming nightly the island moors and lavender fields looking for foxes, coyotes, and wayward deer; just so you can feed them and sing them a lullaby.

Hopefully your communication skills with the ancient bones of a land line will suffice, and compete with your Facebook,Twitter, blog, web site, iphone Droid, ipad, and You Tube glories. I’m sure that your friends and relatives will be delighted that you could slow down
your hyper kinetic and supersonic self to punch up numbers, and listen for a greeting.

FLEA CIRCUS @ :58 made me go all itchy with glee, and dance across my carpet like a bull gorilla in his night shirt.

Vacuuming

When I am stuck on a passage in a new piece,
I am making no progress.
Where there should be something,
there is nothing.
Frustrating.

When I vacuum, I can see my progress:
where there was something,
now there is nothing.
Rewarding.

I think this could be the basis
for my new religious belief:
Retrograde Inversion Zen.

Alex Shapiro

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