May 24 - Interrupted Interlude


Mid-day news of another horrific school massacre --


now Uvalde,


in the Texas


Hill Country --


this 10 days after the Buffalo Tops Market killings, which bracket Joe Biden's overseas trip, the President finally able, virtually immediately upon re-landing in the U.S., to address the


chaotic, evolving situation (at present, contrary to above -- 19 students and 2 teachers).


Chris Murphy (b. 1973) speaks for most of us, existentially, to Congress and the world: What are we doing?  Why are we here?


This well-nigh eclipses what everyone would have thought to be the coverage of the day --


primaries across the nation.


But, as Samuel Beckett wrote in


The Unnamable (1953) -- You must go on.  I can't go on.  I'll go on.”


To that effect,


out with Harriet on the 68th Vacaville Streets Walk,


currently southeast from Pine Fence Parking to Woodstock Bend Circle,


then


backtracking and beyond northwest to Rosita southwest,


on the



83rd day of summer,


high up 4 to a toasty 102 -- the warmest day of the year so far, and second beyond 100 -- also the anniversary for the settlement of


Jamestown (1607, hmm, wasn't there already something along these lines this year?) and birthday of


Jean-Paul Marat (1743-1793), whose death was memorably memorialized by the amazingly-survived-through-it-all Jacques-Louis David (1748-1825), and in other paintings including that of


Paul-Jacques-Aimé Baudry (1828-1886 -- what's the deal w/ all the hyphenated-French-first-names?), who depicted him with his patriot-assassin Charlotte Corday, 1761-1793.


Let the hours also count for the creation of new title and


complete Works web page re


Viola Concerto ("Felicitations"), Op. 119 (2004)
     I. Allegro moderato

as well as editing pages 17-18 of same,

beginning an edit of


Jeremiah (Lamentations), Op. 278 (2018)
     VIII. Bones / Balm


and chronicling the surreality of

Book of Dreams, 2022, Op. 376 (2022).
     May 23-24
          4am In Choir, a Very Short Female, Moving to the 2nd Row, Up Music Room Tiers, Says,
               "I Mean, a Little Midget!"... Brass to Soldier: "Do You Know Where We Can Get a Drink?"
                "Sir, No, Sir!"  And, Immediately, Upon His Departure, Private Unearths Bottle from Under a
                Tree...
          5am With a  Few Students, Who Descend a Couple of Noisy Steps to the Consternation of Two
                Not-From-This-Place Young People, a Relaxation Spot Is Set Up Around a Triangular Area,
                Under Metal White Spiral Staircase, Adjacent to an Unatttended Bicycle...
                People I'm w/ Criticize the Outsiders for Their Aversion to Noise...
          6am I Cross Northwest at 1st and E in Davis, w/ Cliff...
          8am Transgendered Choir Director, Family Living in Cloister in Part of Church,
                Upper Northeast House / Apartment... An Alarm That Is Not...
         10am Singing as Piglets...
         11am A Multicultural Array of Folks Rendezvouzing at a Grassy East Bay Urban Park and
                Sitting Quietly at a Social Distance from One Another in a Semi-Circle,
                Some Elaborately Masked, in Expectation of Concert...


Ah, yes, also the last San Francisco Composers Chamber Orchestra Zoom planning meeting, before our first rehearsal tomorrow, in expectation for our 8pm, Saturday, May 28 Concert at Lakeside Presbyterian Church (201 Eucalyptus, SF) -- at present with 2 Marks, as Michael Cooke sets up the Zooming protocol for the show...