Yesterday evening, attempting to enter this Dairy, Word 2000 didn't have enough memory to load. I should have told it that it didn't need the memory. The supplier, after all, knew better than either the customer or the programme itself. Ring a ding ding, Baby Blue. The recycle bin emptied, duplicate & unnecessary files discarded, we were back in action here.
This IBM Thinkpad, my new computer (or after 6 months probably antique machinery) is the first pc which I've been able to take seriously. Well loaded with stuff, almost none of which I can operate and most of which is probably already redundant, came last August with 48 meg memory. Immediately, my suspicions were aroused; and confirmed when the supplier laughingly dismissed my request to double the capacity. The additional memory is now at World Central waiting for two days when I can offline.
10.51
Over an hour's netting & e-mailing --
Ian Wallace is back from England & we're getting together.
Plans for Guitar Craft in NJ developing.
Radio Two (BBC UK) would like to interview me in Nashville regarding the electric guitar.
PJ Crook has accepted the suggestion that I prepare Soundscapes for one of her exhibitions, and Pam suggests the one in NYC.
And more --
19.17
"ProzaKc Blues" is mixed and stomping. Werned & squerned. Hot. The album's title track - "The ConstruKction Of Light" - is currently being prepared for tomorrow.
This lunchtime I met Dr. Richard Margolin, a friend from the past, at my current restaurant of choice. We bumped into each other in a cafÈ on 21st. during my last time in Nashville. Rick works in the geriatric department at Vanderbilt. Fifteen years ago he was at Washington DC where he took me in to see the results of the early brain scanners (c.1982/3). I remember the catscans of 3 or 4 young people from Scandinavia who were mysteriously exhibiting symptoms of Alzeimer's. The pictures showed their brain activity dwindling pitifully. Terrifyingly, this clearly described brain death was the result of drug use. Today Rick works with equipment which is very much more sophisticated, and I'm invited in to have a look.
Rick attended Sherborne House under Mr. Bennett, and was the character who invited me to be a member of the Board of Directors for the Claymont Society for Continuous Education back in 1982. His comment on the Fripp of the early 1980s was this: "You had a time-line and trajectory". In 7 words Rick got closer to the mark than all the commentary in Mojo, which I have recently re-read (with another good hoot or two), from people who "knew" Fripp much "better". But, that's another story.
Then off to Bookstar. Tumescence returned & I exited for the studio several dollars lighter, arriving at 16.00 just ahead of Adrian. When I looked up, I thought B. Baldy Eno had arrived. Not. A. Baldy Belew. But at quick glance from front profile, a close ringer for Brain One (whose image was fresh in my mind from the back cover of "Clock Of The Long Now").
