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Aug. 11th, 2004 03:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lady_kishiriaI went to the UCSD library with Bean because they were having a toy piano concert. Yes, you read that right. I returned the books I was done with and made a few photocopies before going down.
Bean was a little disappointed because only a couple of pieces were originally written FOR toy piano. Most of it was adaptations for the instrument. However, it was quite neat that since UCSD has a large toy piano and toy piano music collection that they demanded (and received) a LOC call number specifically FOR toy piano!
There were three pieces of Jazz (Take the A Train, Blue Motel and something else) played on toy piano with an accompanying drummer. Sue Palmer was the pianist, and she was very good. Her drummer, Sarah, was terrific on this wee drum kit used by the Teeny Tiny Pit Orchestra, who accompany silent movies.
One of the original pieces was Philip Glass-esque minimalist, so it was painful.
After that, we drove over to the wine store to pick out bottles. Now I'm hanging out: Ryan's coming over for Hellsing with La Posta food in tow. Tomorrow Steve goes to work at the courthouse, so I'll be concentrating hard on the dissertation. Research is coming all pretty well, I think. I have developed the theory that the Franciscans replaced the shrine of St. Lawrence with Our Lady of Ocotlan because that hill had been devoted to Xochiquetzal, and a male saint wasn't giving worshippers the same warm fuzzies. Furthermore, Xochiquetal's legends sound a lot like Eve's, and Mary is the New Eve. So that might have been the theological justification.
Bean was a little disappointed because only a couple of pieces were originally written FOR toy piano. Most of it was adaptations for the instrument. However, it was quite neat that since UCSD has a large toy piano and toy piano music collection that they demanded (and received) a LOC call number specifically FOR toy piano!
There were three pieces of Jazz (Take the A Train, Blue Motel and something else) played on toy piano with an accompanying drummer. Sue Palmer was the pianist, and she was very good. Her drummer, Sarah, was terrific on this wee drum kit used by the Teeny Tiny Pit Orchestra, who accompany silent movies.
One of the original pieces was Philip Glass-esque minimalist, so it was painful.
After that, we drove over to the wine store to pick out bottles. Now I'm hanging out: Ryan's coming over for Hellsing with La Posta food in tow. Tomorrow Steve goes to work at the courthouse, so I'll be concentrating hard on the dissertation. Research is coming all pretty well, I think. I have developed the theory that the Franciscans replaced the shrine of St. Lawrence with Our Lady of Ocotlan because that hill had been devoted to Xochiquetzal, and a male saint wasn't giving worshippers the same warm fuzzies. Furthermore, Xochiquetal's legends sound a lot like Eve's, and Mary is the New Eve. So that might have been the theological justification.
