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The “festive” days are over, Saturday will be the last day of this strange year 2016. No worries, this will not end in a review of the year’s strange events or a list of the deceased.
I try to keep links to blogs, even when I do not read them regularly any more, or when the blog falls silent. The latter may have different reasons, like a change of the writer’s situation – especially when the blog was used e.g. as an outlet for emotions in a crisis situation, or when, generally speaking, the purpose of the writing is reached. Others simply use interest.
So I sort these links a bit, there is the folder with the daily “round”, another folder with blogs I look at now & then, and one with links to blogs I used to visit, that are silent or on a hiatus. With some blogs one knows that they have come to an end because the author is dead. It is either announced in one way or another, or is very certain, for example when the author was pretty old – a break of perhaps three years then allows the assumption that she or he died.
And then there are some blogs I keep close, visit, and hope that it is not over – and sometimes it rattles a bit, and – bang ! – there we go again. This was the case with the blog of Kabuki Zero, the man who told the world. After a small break of three years he returned to blogging, only to die after some months. This damn year seems firmly determined to kill as many creative, artistic people as possible. And it is not yet finished.

The time “zwischen den Jahren” / “between years” feels very strange this year. It is much too warm outside : When I look out I see greenish vineyards, a grey sky, and have the impression of an early spring day perhaps in March. The birds are confused, sing in the morning, I even saw first buds on a Magnolia. No snow in sight, no silence in reach.
One hears stories about people doing very strange things – not at the end of the world, but in the neighborhood, or within the circle of friends. So Kabuki-san’s surprising and unexpected death in a way “fits in” or “blends in” to this times of strangeness.
Perhaps the wobbly uncertainty & kind of alienation I sense around me, the uneasy outlook, the feeling that a bit more than usual, bizarre things happen on this old earth – perhaps it is a trick of the mind, and nothing changed, except my perception. But the possibility remains that the world in total, and my segment of the cosmos too, became a bit more peculiar than usual, uncertain, less predictable.
One should give attention to the dreams in the twelve nights between Christmas day and Epiphanias, and the strong winds each night seem to confirm the idea of the Wild Hunt passing through the area, blocksbergbound. But for the first time in ages I can sleep through, dreamless and undisturbed, missing out on the opportunity to learn about my future in the coming year – tah !
To make the outlook less gloomy here is some Poudre d’Or, ground by Mr SATIE, applied by Anne QUEFFÉLEC (Eng., about). [And, just for fun, a version played by Pascal ROGÉ (Eng.) for comparison.] I hope you enjoy the music.

I want to thank You for all the good Christmas wishes : Thank You.
I wish You all, my venerated readers, a Happy New Year 2017 !
Live long and prosper !

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* Many thanks to MSScarlet for bringing this interesting word to my attention.

Musical Interlude

Thank You all, venerated readers, for your insightful comments on the last post. Please excuse that I, this time, do not answer each and individually to Your remarks. It stays true what lady Z once observed – the comments make the blog.
Before I continue with the usual posting of boring historical stuff and / or descriptions of my own sillydities, I think there should be a musical interlude, just to change the tone – and what would be more suitable than what Nikos mentioned :
It’s Only A Paper Moon ?!
I put here an early (and upbeat) version of the song by Herb GORDON & his orchestra, sung by Rose BLANE, recorded October 1933. Just for fun, for a more sedate version from November 1933, sung by Joe MORRISON, click here.

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Feed-Readers – A Must-Have !

I’m a bit in a mood … too much time at my hands, perhaps ?
As you know, venerated readers, hardware tends to give in, lists are prone to vanish … especially bookmarks, if not backed-up regularly – and even if so, when the hard-drive crashes, all is gone, the back-up too. Better put it on a stick.
Over time (how long am I actually blogging ? Some years now) one collects a large number of links of very different sorts, meets a lot of different people online via blog. To some of these persons a kind of connection forms, hopefully mutual & not one-sided, it may be called “personal” in all variations & shades. The bless of anonymity. In some cases this anonymity is broken through, the “per-sona”, the mask,  put away, and a personal contact is formed via email, letters, the good old postcard, parcels, visits even.
Some die. I remember KAZ, and GeraldGee.
Others simply stop blogging and delete their blogs. In some cases the blog simply has fulfilled its job as an outlet, as place where to speak openly about a wide range of personal things – so in a way it is done. A kind of crisis-situation may have changed, other personal circumstances changed, whatever – this is over & deleted.
Other bloggers remain silent for longer periods. And it “feels” “natural” – this sounds stupid. What I want to say is that the connection is not cut off – one (= me) “knows” that there will be a comment or a mail, sometime in the future. Just a friendly “hey – I’m still alive”, or something like that.
And there are blogs that simply fall silent, stay or stop, and nothing happens anymore. And one wonders what has happened. Did something happen ? Sometimes it feels like loose ends.
So this is possibly what feed-readers are invented for, and on my former computer I had an old-fashioned feed-reader that just had to look for these blogs. And now and then I even started the program and had a look. Guess I’ll do this again.
It is a strange thing : I talk about blogs, personalised websites that are public, stored in the vast & endless digital spaces of giggle’s servers, accessible for anyone with a running computer and an internet-connection, don’t know whether a gargle-account is needed.
And still it feels wrong to put a list here, from Amanda to Macy, from Eryl to Joyce. And where is Leni ?
Looking through “the list” I realise that most of the bloggers I read are women. I have no idea about this realisation’s cultural impact or its “meaning”, it is just something I see.
In the end it is all about the power of feelings. TA …

Sunday Music

Another week went by, fast. Computers are basically counting-machines. “Com-put-o, -avi, -atum, computare” means zusammenrechnen, ausrechnen, berechnen, überschlagen, to compute. Computers calculate, they need to transfer all and everything in binary digital form, 0 + 1, on + off, to apply operations, loga-rithms … To do this they must count, fast and accurate, eight bits equal one byte. When the Rechenknecht says that is Sunday Music number 265, and accidentally the thousandth published post, so be it, who am I to doubt this ? It should be able to add the numbers up correctly.
This Sunday Music is a little piece of lute music based on Henry VIII.’s composition Pastime with Good Company (BL) performed by Paul O’DETTE, I hope you like it. I enjoyed the pastime in the company of You, venerated readers, the comments make the blog. Astoundingly enough, some of You are still here, right from the start. Thank You all for dropping by, for reading and commenting.

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