“It is as though the poem, through its exuberance, awakened new depths in us. […] And this is also true of a simple experience of reading. The image offered us by reading the poem now becomes really our own. It takes root in us. It has been given us by another, but we begin to have the impression that we could have created it…[the image] becomes a new being…by making us what it expresses. […] Here expression creates being” (Bachelard).
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Band Practice
So, in preperation for recording some songs in a studio this month, we have invited Alex's friend Dennis to play drums with us on the recording. And--hurray!--he said yes. So, tonight was our first rehearsal. He is not joining Kalaloch, but is simply joining us for the recording and perhaps a show this month. Anyway, it was really great to hear our songs with drums.
We decided early on that while Kalaloch was seriously lacking rhythm, we didn't want to post a want-ad for a drummer. (Wanted: drummer for a husband and wife indie rock band. Must be willing to take a back seat to our married-people whims and non-verbal conversations.) Instead, we are hoping that adding a drummer to Kalaloch will be a natural, organic process. Perhaps one day some super talented drummer will come to one of our concerts and be so moved that he asks to jam with us. Alright. Well, perhaps one of our friends will casually mention to their novice drummer friend that Kalaloch could really benefit from a drummer. Any drummer. Nothing fancy. Then perhaps we will meet and will be able to stand each other. Or maybe we will never have a real drummer. But, it was really great to play with Dennis. The songs were suddenly a little more solid...out loud that is--they are always perfect in my head.
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