8.00 am: A communion. And there must be times of transition and, with them, new realisations, convictions, and determinations. Woe unto you if your life is at a standstill. Change within ourselves is often precipitated by external events. We adapt to circumstances in order to survive their impact. For example, loss, disappoint, pain, loneliness, distress, and uncertainty – acting either individually, or in concert, or persistently over time – can deform the soul, mind, and body, and harden the heart. There’s only so much that a person can take. We’re each fragile, and already fractured by life’s experiences. Change may involve facing up to some discomforting truths about ourselves, our beliefs (as well as those of others), relationships, actions, complexities, inconsistencies, structures of operation, and ambitions. Change needs to be undertaken gradually, intelligently, methodically, measurably, and in the direction of betterment.
During the morning, I made my first tentative step towards writing the text for The Biblical Record CD. It can’t be long; a Welsh translation has to be included in the booklet (which is only eight pages long) too. In parallel, I tested PedalBoard I (PB1) in conjunction with the amp:
It’s a remarkably quiet board (that’s to say, there’s no hiss and hum other than that caused by the inevitable variables in impedance and capacitance, which are within a tolerable level. I’ve spent a good deal of time and money ensuring that. Nothing happens by accident. I remember attending a performance by John McLaughlin and the Fourth Dimension at Ronnie Scott’s a few years ago. He had a buzz in his sound system. It happens to the very best of guitarists. There’s a live track called ‘Sivad‘ on Miles Davis’ album Live-Evil, to which McLaughlin contributed. His wah-wah pedal had a terrible buzz on this occasion. But the noise was entirely appropriate to what was played: it added to the edge.
1.30 pm: After a light lunch, I power-walked into town to fulfil several domestic duties:
2.15 pm: Back at homebase, I worked on adding a better, and active (buffered), volume pedal to the board. The former, passive, version introduced a slight buzz when on full into the network. If it’s possible to improve a situation, then, you should:
3.15 pm: Back to the test bed. I’d wired the input and output the wrong way around: Silence. You’d think after all these years of making pedalboards …
In the course of sorting through family effects, this pendant found the light of day again. It’s inscribed ‘To Mam From Joan Xmas 1949’. I used to open and close the shell when I sat on Gran’s (my maternal grandmother) lap as a child. There were never any photographs inside … just flat red hearts. It has a distinctive click when it closes. When Gran died, it was passed to my mother; and we she died, it was passed to me. Mam would have been working for the coal board at Cwmtillery, the village above Abertillery, Wales, when she bought it. Had she included a photograph of herself, originally? If so, who’s portrait occupied the other half?: