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Da weekend: early music and witches
It's one of the little ironies of the Covid Era that we're attending more early-music classes and concerts than we did in the last few years. Classes that would ordinarily be packed into a week of summer camp are instead conducted over Zoom, several per week (which also means we regularly see classmates and faculty from Hawaii and Germany), and concerts by ensembles in the San Francisco Bay Area or the Netherlands are just as easy to attend as those by ensembles in Boston or NYC. (And the faculty who teach these classes now have a steady trickle of workshop income throughout the year rather than earning it all in a month in the summer -- which is good, as many of them have "day jobs" that haven't been happening in the past year.)
Friday evening we watched this week's installment of "Wandavision" ("witches and robots"), as well as an early-music concert from Utrecht that had been filmed in 2019, back when they had a live audience. And I started a batch of sourdough bread.
Saturday morning we walked the dogs in the park. After noon we had the second in a four-class series on the development of Western music "from the early Middle Ages to the beginning of the Renaissance", followed shortly by an in-somewhat-more-depth class on Machaut's 1340-ish "Lai de la Fontaine". In the evening I had a video-chat with my mother, who sent a couple of photos of my week-old nephew (whom neither I nor she has met face-to-face yet). And somewhere in there we watched this week's episode of "Discovery of Witches" ("witches and vampires"). Shaped the bread into a loaf and left it to rise overnight.
Sunday morning we were up early for a Taborers' Society Play-In: no formal agenda, just a bunch of pipe-and-tabor players gathering over zoom and each performing a piece in turn for the rest to hear and praise. Most of them live in the UK, so it started at 8 AM our time (although one participant lives in Japan, where it was 10 PM, and one in Oregon, where it was 5 AM!) Shortly after that ended, we had a "medieval strings" class -- mostly vielles, although I played harp and switched to recorder when things got too chromatic -- by a teacher in Washington Heights, NYC. Then walked the dogs in the park, baked the bread, and ate brunch before printing off the sheet music for a Valentine's-day class in original notation on the Chansonnier Cordiforme, a 1460-ish collection of love songs in the shape of a (Valentine-style) heart. Then had a festive Valentine's Day dinner of pizza (mail-ordered from Chicago), watched a (Covid-era, socially-distanced) concert by Boston-area ensemble Blue Heron of love songs from the 1475-ish Leuven Chansonnier (discovered only in 2014), mixed down one of our multi-tracking experiments (a four-part shawm performance of "Buffons"), and practiced together a piece that D's preparing as homework for the next session of a four-class series on the early-15th-century Faenza Codex.
The Chansonnier Cordiforme class conflicted with a Renaissance lute concert by a dear old friend from the Midwest, but the concert doesn't require real-time interaction so we're going to watch it today.
Friday evening we watched this week's installment of "Wandavision" ("witches and robots"), as well as an early-music concert from Utrecht that had been filmed in 2019, back when they had a live audience. And I started a batch of sourdough bread.
Saturday morning we walked the dogs in the park. After noon we had the second in a four-class series on the development of Western music "from the early Middle Ages to the beginning of the Renaissance", followed shortly by an in-somewhat-more-depth class on Machaut's 1340-ish "Lai de la Fontaine". In the evening I had a video-chat with my mother, who sent a couple of photos of my week-old nephew (whom neither I nor she has met face-to-face yet). And somewhere in there we watched this week's episode of "Discovery of Witches" ("witches and vampires"). Shaped the bread into a loaf and left it to rise overnight.
Sunday morning we were up early for a Taborers' Society Play-In: no formal agenda, just a bunch of pipe-and-tabor players gathering over zoom and each performing a piece in turn for the rest to hear and praise. Most of them live in the UK, so it started at 8 AM our time (although one participant lives in Japan, where it was 10 PM, and one in Oregon, where it was 5 AM!) Shortly after that ended, we had a "medieval strings" class -- mostly vielles, although I played harp and switched to recorder when things got too chromatic -- by a teacher in Washington Heights, NYC. Then walked the dogs in the park, baked the bread, and ate brunch before printing off the sheet music for a Valentine's-day class in original notation on the Chansonnier Cordiforme, a 1460-ish collection of love songs in the shape of a (Valentine-style) heart. Then had a festive Valentine's Day dinner of pizza (mail-ordered from Chicago), watched a (Covid-era, socially-distanced) concert by Boston-area ensemble Blue Heron of love songs from the 1475-ish Leuven Chansonnier (discovered only in 2014), mixed down one of our multi-tracking experiments (a four-part shawm performance of "Buffons"), and practiced together a piece that D's preparing as homework for the next session of a four-class series on the early-15th-century Faenza Codex.
The Chansonnier Cordiforme class conflicted with a Renaissance lute concert by a dear old friend from the Midwest, but the concert doesn't require real-time interaction so we're going to watch it today.
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