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 26-Mar-2007
Posted At : 5:27 PM | Posted By : Russell
Related Categories: Russells' Daily Grind
Mood: Recovering
Now reading: The Darkness That Comes Before - R Scott Bakker

My froat's much better now. I'm drowning in phlegm but the sandpaper has gone. I got eight hours' sleep last night!

I guess you didn't need to know all that. 

I've been spending time thinking about the power of music. Much as I love language, it seems to me that music is an even more fundamental thing. I can't do without it. I probably listen to between four and eight hours' worth a day.

Music has much of what our brains need. Patterns, familar sounds, and innovation. As much as I love reading, I find music even more satisfying to my soul.

That's all. Off to think some more. 

Comments (10)

Comments

Perhaps you could include a cd with your next book....Russells songs to read by. Don't laugh, John Connolly did this with his last book and his new one The Unquiet. Songs are apparently great!

Posted By Linda / Posted At 3/26/07 5:40 PM

Glad to hear you've progressed to stage two of the dread illness. I progressed to stage three to test the waters for you and it's less phlegm and a nice dry cough. Also a mild increase in energy and a tendency to make bad jokes.

Posted By Gillian / Posted At 3/26/07 6:11 PM

He's *always* making bad jokes, so what improvement is there going to be? *ducks behind a layer of Moody Blues albums - he's not gonna damage those!*

Posted By Barbara / Posted At 3/27/07 4:26 PM

Nice you're around, Barbara - it takes a bad person to understand my bad jokes.

We are not progressing to stage three of the illness. Stage two is dying out to be replaced by health.

Good idea Linda. I'm working on 'Russell's yodelling songs' as we speak.
'Adeleio, adeleio aleio - ooh!

Justin Hayward, eat your heart out.'

Posted By russell / Posted At 3/29/07 5:48 PM

I don't think Justin's got anything to worry about..... *increases thickness of surrounding wall of Moody Blues albums*

Posted By Barbara / Posted At 3/30/07 6:56 PM

Hey Russell, I have found some songs to include on your CD of music to read by.
1)
Donkey song
My donkey, he don't like his pancakes sweet,
my donkey, he don't like his teatime treats,
my donkley likes it savoury,
he likes his faggots and gravy,
my donkey, he don't like his pancakes sweet.

2)
Sweetly sings the donkey
At the break of day
If you do not feed him
This is what he'll say
"Oh dear, oh my,
Oh dear, oh my my my!"


3)

Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)

Santa's got a little friend,
His name is Dominick.
The cutest little donkey,
You never see him kick.
When Santa visits his paisons,
With Dominick he'll be.
Because the reindeer cannot,
Climb the hills of Italy.

Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)

Jingle bells around his feet,
And presents on the sled.
Hey! Look at the mayor's derby,
On top of Dominick's head.
A pair of shoes for Louie,
And a dress for Josephine.
The labels on the inside says,
They're made in Brooklyn.

Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)

Children sing, and clap their hands,
And Dominick starts to dance.
They talk Italian to him,
And he even understands.

Cumpare sing,
Cumpare su,
And dance 'sta tarantel.
When jusamagora comes to town,
And brings du ciuccianello.

Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)

Hey! Dominick! Buon Natale!
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)

No I didn't make these up I got them off the net!!!! Sad!

Posted By Linda / Posted At 4/1/07 3:36 PM

Oh dear. Someone's let Linda use a PC without her having taken her medication.

Posted By russell / Posted At 4/1/07 7:15 PM

She just found 'em - what about the poor fool who made them up??

Posted By Jo / Posted At 4/2/07 12:18 PM

The poor fool who made them up isn't re-enacting her dreams by appearing as a donkey in a novel. Linda, I think it's really, really good you're taking your role so seriously. It shows commitment. (If I listed the music I wrote to, it wouldn't show commitment - it might have me committed though.)

Posted By Gillian / Posted At 4/3/07 1:20 PM

Thanks Gillian you are so kind.....Russell doesn't appreciate how important my role is in his book, I already am taking CV's for people who want to play me in the movie.

Russell do you have The Book of Lost Things still? Jenny would like to read it.

Posted By Linda / Posted At 4/3/07 6:17 PM