
Assemblage Point Stuck?
Carlos would periodically bring us some music, because he wanted us to capture the mood of it.
He'd make corrections to the fine points, such as most moving songs are about the "find your soulmate" myth.
But otherwise, he'd find a mood that could move your assemblage point favorably, for encouraging impeccability.
I seem to recall the 2 "luscious" Canadian brothers (Cholita's words) , and red haired, beloved Grant, having to haul 1970s equipment up the stairs at Dance Home.
I don't know why, but they insisted on keeping everything on a wheeled cart, despite the stairs. Maybe it wasn't dignified enough, to put the stuff on the floor?
It reminded me of waiting for the AV guys to set up in high school.
It didn't look fun but they had a little status, being in charge of the machinery.
"Sound check" anyone? I have a vague memory of Cholita getting to say, "Sound Check" with her heavy Mexican accent, at a workshop or two. Possibly Colorado, since she was provided transportation there, and would commonly work in the "book store" at the front.
Any sounds present in the workshop hall would have fled for sure, knowing Cholita was doing the "sound check".
In honor of Carlos, here's a song that caught my attention. For it's helpful mood.
But I'm a contrarian. I'm not looking for the music that motivates you to be impeccable.
I'm looking for the music that makes you realize, you got screwed royally.
You're stuck in the giant spider web, barely able to call out, "Help me."
And it will take Vincent Price to save you. But he's dead, so you're screwed.
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=Z95t57HyYTE&list=RDAMVMoxHnRfhDmrk
In case that link fails in the future, it's a recording of Roy Clark singing, "yesterday".
It's a song about what happens when you stop exploring infinity and focus only on what you've been told to seek.
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By the way, Vincent Price once sent a letter to my father about some obscure anthropological interest. It seems besides art collecting, he did a little reading.
Thats so cool !! 😭
I believe Cholita burned the letter.
It must have been around the time when she asked if we could build an incinerator in the back yard...
Didn't seem like a good idea to me so we didn't.
"And every conversation I can now recall
Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all"
And I thought you didn't like poetry!! 😏
Edit: and:
"The time has come for me to pay for
Yesterday..."
Forcing silence certainly feels like that a lot of the time.
Wow, very nice, but no one will hear to that now! With Lida we may take charge of that part!
Oh yes !! Carlos is definitely right about music making the assemblage point loser, I think the same goes with very good movies and art in general