The queen of rockabilly, with Roy Clark on guitar.
Author: Don
Tune of the day #180
The Dutch band Supersister, featuring Robert Jan Stips on keyboards, were among the best exponents of the Canterbury school of prog rock.
Tune of the day #179
It’s an old story: man meets mermaid, and the inevitable happens. It’s not quite like Hans Christian Anderson.
Tune of the day #178
Szymanowski’s take on the Scheherazade story is quite a bit different from Rimsky-Korsakov’s.
Tune of the day #177
King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard released five albums in 1917, each with a different gimmick. Polygondwanaland‘s is that it’s “name your price,” i.e., free.
Tune of the day #176
Country Joe McDonald, who was named for Joseph Stalin, died Saturday.
Tune of the day #175
The archetypal Raymond Scott piece, as arranged for Paul Whiteman’s orchestra.
Tune of the day #174
From Holdsworth’s first proper solo album.1
Tune of the day #173
Although Arthur Farwell wrote settings of Emily Dickinson poems and music for a play by Lord Dunsany among many other works, he is probably best-known today, insofar as he is remembered at all, for his “Indianist” music.
Today’s quote
Using AI to generate images does not make one an Artist ….
AI image generation is clever, but it is not creation. I have spent years mastering the demanding craft of watercolor and claim the right to call myself a true Artist. The word artist implies depth of creativity, skill, and craftsmanship — qualities not fully exercised by typing prompts into a machine. Many participants here, with no training, practice, or esthetic discipline, effortlessly generate striking images. Platforms like NightCafe boldly call them ‘AI Artists,’ but they are, at best, Conjurers with DigitalMagic wands. Prompt-writing does take some imagination and skill, but it cannot compare to the work of those who paint, work with wood, stone, cloth or clay, with human hands. Comments like ‘Brilliant!’ or ‘Amazing Creativity!’ ring hollow when the skill belongs to the tool, not the operator. AI image generation is fundamentally the curation of output from a machine trained on the scanned labor of millions of artists.
All that said… using NightCafe is damned good fun — and I’ve been happily addicted for four years.
Tune of the day #172
Pioneering fusion by the fiddler who worked with both Frank Zappa and John McLaughlin.
Tune of the day #171
I’ve never been able to take Metallica seriously.
Tune of the day #170
It’s hard to sit still listening to The Bothy Band.
Today’s quote
I herded the church kids into the art room so they could play together. Twenty minutes later, I discovered them staring in complete silence at their phones.
The only kid without a phone was mine. She was drawing a picture of her cat surrounded by cat toys, colorful blankets, and bowls.
This is a new thing, by the way. I vividly remember kids playing and running around in the art room. It’s like in that fairy tale where an evil magician stole the children’s laughter.
Tune of the day #169
Another tune from my childhood sojourn with the Martian side of the family.
Tune of the day #168
See Dave Barry for the historical background.
Tune of the day #167
Godowsky’s music probably isn’t excessively difficult for pianists with three or four hands. For those with only two, it’s more of a challenge.
Yellow and pink
Tune of the day #166
Bill Nelson from his BBD days.
Fourteen
Against my better judgement I participated in this year’s February Album Writing Month (FAWM), in which one attempts to write fourteen songs in twenty-eight days. Despite a late start, I succeeded, uploading the fourteenth tune today.
They aren’t great tunes. Most of them were written and recorded in just a few hours, and they sound like it. However, quality was secondary; my main goal was to become more comfortable with Studio One Studio Pro, and at that I made good progress. I still miss Logic, but not as much.
While most of my tunes were essentially rough first drafts, there were some that I’m not entirely unhappy with, and I may rework and expand them later. Here are a few for the morbidly curious.
A little waltz:

