Lichtenbergian Proposed Efforts 2023

We had the Lichtenbergian Society Annual Meeting last night, and as longtime readers know, the central RITUAL in the evening’s agenda is 1) having our Proposed Efforts for the past year read out to us from the record book and accounting for what we did or did not accomplish; and 2) recording our P.E. for the coming year.

Here’s my report on mine.

Proposed Efforts for 2022

The Young Person’s Guide to Lichtenbergianism

I finished revising YPGtL and set it aside. I put it out there for people to download and review if they liked... and no one took me up on it (that I’m aware of). I might just go ahead and pull the trigger and publish it.

GALAXY/Alchemy

We installed GALAXY at Alchemy 2022 in October, and it was fabulous. It was also fragile, with disoriented hippies tripping and breaking it within hours of installation. More work is required with Chief Engineer Turff.

As for my stint at Benevolent Placement Overlord™, the actual laying out of the burn was hellatious since we were back at Cherokee Farms in LaFayette, GA, and I wasn’t familiar enough with the land to make decisions I was 100% sure about. However, once the camps started rolling in, the hippies were overjoyed with their placement. It was, in everyone’s estimation, a phenomenal burn. I can pass the torch.

Midsummer Night’s Dream hybrid production

Paulo Manso de Sousa, of Southern Arc Dance, has invited me to work with him on a ballet of Midsummer Night’s Dream, a hybrid of dance and theatre. We met several times to discuss ideas, potential venues, etc.

Waste art supplies

I was supposed to explore with abandon some art stuff/things that involve recyclable/inexpensive materials. I didn’t really do it.

Compose…?

I composed nothing

Backstreet checkout system

Down at Backstreet Arts, I have designed the checkout system, with barcodes and everything. Now all I have to do is catalog and input a huge stack of donated books.

Reconfigure the study

My study is a huge room, occupying most of the attic over the older part of our house, and it’s nearly full of stuff.

It’s still full of stuff. Maybe 2023…

Project 20-2-2

This was supposed to be my next big art project for the burn. Instead, my brain decided that the March from the Dark Side would be better. And it was. Aided and abetted by Shane Garner in the design/construction/promotion phase, and then led by Duff Stoneson at the burn, the March generated a small but enthusiastic crowd — and even more enthusiasm in the audience to participate themselves next year.

Proposed Efforts for 2023

MND

We started this past Saturday with a Shakespeare workshop for some of the young dancers from Southern Arc. Performances will begin Sat, Apr 15.

Writer’s Group

The Backstreet Arts Writer’s Group actually will start back up tomorrow morning — not that I had anything to do with that. Former members have decided to embarrass me into starting back by announcing they’re doing it themselves.

March from the Dark Side

The excitement engendered by the March at Alchemy 2022 encourages me to work with my co-leads Duff and Shane to promote it earlier and more heavily. I’d love for it to become as much a part of Alchemy as Burn Night itself.

Unsilent Night Newnan

I dropped the ball on publicity/recruitment this year. (Things got hectic starting in August; I was busy.) Next year I want to try to recruit “squad leaders” who will in turn recruit groups of people to attend the event with them. I want us to have 100 people (or more) with lanterns and boomboxes.

Revisit old compositions

I’ve already updated all the Finale files so that I don’t lose those to upgrades. (I should also print them out to be on the safe side.)

Compose

Just last week I made myself crack open the #AbortiveAttempts for Ten Little Waltzes, and I finished “Little Waltz G.” I will work on that suite, plus maybe a piece for violin and cello at the behest of my cello teacher, plus (maybe) Seven Dreams of Falling if I can track down Scott Wilkerson and see if he’s willing to finish the libretto.

Blogging

I need to get off my lazy ass and get back to blogging, both here and over at dalelyles.com. (So far, so good…)

I've been composing...

…and you know what that means: MOAR WHINING!

Not yet, actually. I haven’t really had to struggle yet. Instead, I’ve been going through all the folders and files in my MUSIC folder on the laptop and opening them up in Finale, 1) to update them to the latest version; and 2) to see if there’s anything I had forgotten about or could use.

And lo! there was tons.

First up, a little fragment that I had crapped out back when I was trying to be serious about SUN TRUE FIRE, the orchestral/choral extravaganza that I decided to create based on an epic 11-paragraph spam comment. (You will note my hopeful comment that I would try to compose this thing in 2015. ::sigh::)

I commented at the time I wrote it that this fragment would probably end up as one of the Ten Little Waltzes, and I think it’s time to call it. Since it wasn’t one of the original 19 ABORTIVE ATTEMPTS, it plucks T out of the lineup for its title.

“Little Waltz T” [pdf]

But wait, there’s more!

Also buried in the SUN TRUE FIRE folder was this fragment, an ABORTIVE ATTEMPT for the final stanza in the spam comment. It is quite lovely, and I have proposed finishing it as a piece for violin and piano at the suggestion of my cello teacher, Donna. (She’s a professional violinist.)

We’ll just call it “new piece” for now: pdf

More to come… I hope.

***update: Here’s that ended up.

Once more, dear friends, unto the breach...

It has been a little over 200 days since I last blogged here — thanks for noticing — but I think I am again ready to do whatever this is. (Write? Preach? Annoy? Brag?)

Where have I been? Just laying low, like everyone else. Since the previous post (Jun 22), I’ve traveled to Greece, traveled to Santa Fe and Grand Canyon, had Covid (almost completely asymptomatic — thanks, vaccines!), laid out the theme camp placement map for Alchemy for the last time as Benevolent Placement Overlord™, shepherded March from the Dark Side to its fabulous debut at Alchemy, had minor knee surgery, celebrated the Equinox and the Solstice, had basal cell carcinoma removed from my nose plus reconstructive surgery, celebrated my Lovely First Wife’s retirement, Christmas, and New Years.

A Wilder mann from Alchemy 2023

What have I been doing/creating? Almost nothing. Like many of us, my brain and my spirit simply couldn’t get it in gear to create anything of note (other than, you know, GALAXY/March from the Dark Side/Alchemy).

Of particular concern to me was my composing. I have not written anything since 2018, and for a long while I was thinking that maybe I was done, like Charles Ives when he came down from his study to tell his wife that “the notes are not there any more.” I’ve had Ten Little Waltzes as a Lichtenbergian Proposed Effort for a while, but other than ≈150 measures of ABORTIVE ATTEMPTS [pdf] (rehearsal letters A–S, 19 little pieces of crappy noodling) I’ve been unable to make anything cohere.

Then an odd thing happened: My cello teacher quit. I’ve been playing at cello lessons for four years now and am ambivalent about my progress, so I thought maybe this was a sign just to give up. But the establishment where I took lessons already had another teacher lined up, so I thought, well, I’ll give the new person a try.

After a couple of lessons, Donna stunned me when she claimed that I was “actually very good” at this instrument, which I choose to regard as outrageous flattery since I am nothing of the kind. More importantly, she also praised my compositions after listening to a couple of them and then suggested that a piece for violin and piano would be welcome.

Since part of my musical stasis has been the fact that I couldn’t see the point in torturing myself to create music that would never be played, Donna’s invitation flipped the tiniest little switch inside me, and yesterday I forced myself to follow my own advice: Just create crap.

And so I pulled up Ten Little Waltzes, listened to all of the ABORTIVE STUBS, picked one, and hammered away at finishing it. Since these are all meant to be brief bagatelles, I figured it was an easier way to pick up my pencil than, say, trying to finish Seven Dreams of Falling.

Indeed, I finished it in one sitting plus one additional SUCCESSIVE APPROXIMATION. (Those who create will understand that the GESTALT of the process happened while I was doing other things, like dining out with my Lovely First Wife.)

So here we are, in 2023, and I’ve written a small waltz, “Waltz G.” (I’m thinking I may just be quirky and keep the rehearsal letters as the title for each waltz, even if I end up putting them in some other order.)

Little Waltz G [pdf]

With great trepidation… I’m back.

I got nothing.

Today, the day after yet another horrific mass murder in our country by someone with a gun they should never have been allowed to own, I can’t. I can’t write a blog post. I can’t work on the Wilder Mann March or the Midsummer Night Dream mashup or the recyclable art. I’m numb.

Nor can I write blog posts and schedule them for the ten days I will be away next week. We’re headed to Greece on Friday and will be back June 6 — you can follow along over at my personal blog, dalelyles.com, where I write entertainingly about our travels.