It’s been about 11 months since I bought my netbook. I think part of my new found enthusiasm for this little guy is the fact that I have never had a laptop before. So I was experiencing portability and connectivity via wifi both for the first time. It has changed my life for the better.
I now spend hours online, not only wasting time with Facebook and Twitter (and blogging I suppose), but also reading, reading like crazy.
This year is the first year I read a book entirely online. Right now I am, true to my usual form, reading several books online. Most of these I have downloaded to my netbook, but there are other online books that I am reading right on the web.
Right now I’m working from the house desk top because I’m defragging the netbook’s hard drive.
Yes, I have a netbook with a hard drive on it. I know that the solid state version sans hard drive is faster, but I ended up with this one and I try to be careful with it, not to jostle it too much.
After treadmilling and showering this morning, I went back to work on my transcription of a bach cantata movement for my choir.
Even if it turns out that I can’t do it with them I hope to finish the dang thing anyway (unlike last year when my enthusiasm waned entirely as choir members dropped out and routinely planned to skip Thursday rehearsals).
Spent forty minutes or so yesterday working on my Mendelssohn postlude for Sunday.
It’s coming along pretty well. I was plenty tired for some reason. So I only rehearsed the preludes and postludes for this Sunday and the next Sunday. The prelude this Sunday is by my hero jazz-pianist, George Shearing. I have a volume of organ music he wrote and it’s actually not too bad.
Most jazz musicians get a little gicky when they try to write for church. But Shearing retained his love of colorful jazz chords in this version of “Come Away to the Skies.” I think it’s kind of cool and am glad to play it.
The following week I am planning to perform my own chorale prelude on SHARPETHORNE which I have been blogging about and is online (link). I keep working this sucker over and changing it. For the better I think.
The postlude next week is also loud but not as good as Mendelssohn. It’s a chorale prelude on ST. DENIO (or as I like to call it: “Immoral, invisible”) by J. Bert Carlson. I don’t know too much about him other than what I read on the Augsburg link. It’s not that great a piece, but it’s not too bad and it fits in with my idea of playing boisterous postludes for a while.
Well, I hear Eileen coming down the stairs. Time to quit.