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  • Good Friday: the hacking of the hebe

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    Coronavirus lockdown day 16 As good a Friday as could be expected, I guess. Early start, thanks to the dog. Fine weather. Worked on some music. Did gardening – or more correctly hacking of hebe. It was about 3m in diameter and not much foliage. It’s a stump of twigs now really. Also trimmed the…

  • Feijoa, gin and history

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    Coronavirus lockdown day 14 Thursday was busy, and a bit challenging. Meetings and calls in the morning, and more in the afternoon. In the bits inbetween I whacked down a fence post, trimmed a hairy feijoa tree which feeds the rats, which get under the floor, which eat the bait, and come from next door……

  • You’ve yet to have your finest hour, radio

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    Coronavirus lockdown day 13 In the blink of an eye, I missed three days? Where did that time go? I mean it’s Easter, so you could use the joke about disappearing for three days and then coming back and taking all the credit … but that isn’t the case here 🙂 Instead it’s been rinse…

  • And the wind cried, really?

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    Corona virus lockdown day 12 Sometimes you surprise yourself. You work on something for a while; it’s good. But then you collaborate with someone and something unexpected happens. Flamenco triplets turn up in a straight 4/4; a new cut builds momentum where there was a lull; Random chord injections, resolve and make sense. Suddenly the…

  • A knock at the door…

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    Corona virus lockdown day 11 Sunday, it was Sunday. I have to keep reminding myself what day it is. We stacked more wood, I did some work. A bit of garden and work outside. A shared lunch, chat with a neighbour or passer by from a distance. Later, after getting the Multitrack input working yesterday,…

  • Solved: H6 interface and DAW on a Mac

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    So I’d been having trouble getting separate tracks into Garageband, Reaper and the like when using the Zoom H6 . When the H6 was in Multi-track mode as an interface, I’d select input 1 and get nothing. Same on input 2. When I switched to setero mix I got level through – but only one…

  • ninjam, reaper and a stack of wood

    ninjam, reaper and a stack of wood

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    Coronavirus lockdown day 10 So another beautiful autumn day in Te Tauihu began with a cooked breakfast, before settling into some serious wood stacking. We got about 3 of the 4 cubic meters done, so pretty happy with that. Saw approximately half the neighbourhood walking around, and plenty of smiles, giddays and waves. They say…

  • Friyay!

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    Coronavirus lockdown day 9 We still haven’t had to venture out – we’ve had nearly everything we need delivered to us. Groceries, a computer, and today, a large pile of wood. Four cubic metres, and some kindling. So that’s what were doing this weekend. Stacking and piling into the woodshed and building some cover so…

  • Can we turn the world off, then on again?

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    Coronavirus lockdown day 8 Hmm, it might be time to kick it in the guts Trev – everything’s busy and backward and slow and fast. When in doubt, reboot! A busy work day, but a bit late as the files came in around 5pm. Re-cut one piece, moved things around a bit, and oh, finesse…

  • Fine

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  • Week one feels like a month

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    Coronavirus lockdown day 7 The dog was up early, barking at us. I slept a little late after a couple of beers last night. The first beers in a while, to be fair. So after annoying us, the dog went and sat in front of the teenager’s face. (Remember everything was taken out of the…

  • Quarasurf, or Jamkazam

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    Coronavirus lockdown day 6 It was just like the old days at Sawyers Arms Road. Well, it would have been if I was in the garage. Two of the three of us were. We used to jam and write and never, ever drink in a tin triple garage out the back of a flat where…