I've decided after good example to write some diary pages with toughts and events.

Oh, in case anybody fails to understand, I'd like to remind them that these pages are copyrighted, and that everything found here may not be redistributed in any other way then over this direct link without my prior consent. That includes family, christianity, and other cheats. The simple reason is that it may well be that some people have been ill informed because they've spread illegal 'copies' of my materials even with modifications. Apart from my moral judgement, that is illegal, and will be treated as such by me. Make as many references to these pages as you like, make hardcopies, but only of the whole page, including the html-references, and without changing a iota or tittel...

And if not? I won't hesitate to use legal means to correct wrong that may be done otherwise. And I am serious. I usually am. I'm not sure I could get 'attempt to grave emotional assault' out of it, but infrigement on copyright rules is serious enough. And Jesus called upon us to respect the authorities of state, so christians would of course never do such a thing. Lying, imagine that.

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Sun Nov 11 2001, 17:24 AM

Major Bandwidth

I've just been to a jazz session, though I didn't play this time, in fact, I was late, and just before I'd looked at a pretty well made digital movie of a John Scofield performace, including a large screen video screen and some musicians I didn't discern very well watching, which is quite worth it. For those not familiar with the music kind, it's sort of jazz rock in very experimentally souced form, but I guess novice jazz listeners would find it has not high very threshold to enjoy the music, it's not all too freaky or far out the normally perciecable music ideas most people understand, though at the same time quite some of it can probably not even be wishled along by most people after listening many times, its a style of its own, firmly rooted in normal music theory and jazz and blues idiom, but quite developed and interesting for jazz listeners, I guess for most. The video makes me feeling quite free from all kinds of anoyances and lets say surrounding miserableness, both in atmosphere sense as in musical and I guess spiritual sense, and considereing I find that quite relevant and that there is not so much around that works fine enough at all in many artistically relevant senses, I think it is at least worth noting such exists, and let it do something buildupwise which probably is worth having some experience from. In short, the guy likes the music, and it's hard to beat, so don't try to talk him out of it.

I've been 'practicing' a few times with a singer I met there, I'm not sure practicing is realy the word, she's quite a good singer, and it feels more like having fun playing though varied jazz songs. Could be, and few times was, quite could performance, but then again, for who, and for what?

In a normal life I guess it is not the most natural to get back to the internet site for about an hour after the session, but in this life it seems to work enough the way it goes. Just to get 'composer' to do this writing with, I downloaded netscape and put it next to explorer, which is not bad idea, but I'm sure when I log off the whole thing is erased again, lets hope windows 98 doesn't require restarts until I'm done writing, it does need one to get a realplayer upgrade though I needed for some audio clips, which is pretty lame, because after a restart, the whole upgrade wouldn't work anymore..

From long ago I just doubled terminal (workstation? what's a word in between?) time looking up some more music I used to like enough to call to memory again, for instance 'every time I think of you', which recently apeared on a (live ?) album from the band I knew the songs from many years ago, the babys (with y, that was), here is a small sample. It works for me to copy the link location, paste the link in the url entry, and press return, then realplayer or mediaplayer should start, though maybe I'd need to tweak out some id's, like I did some pages back, the cdnow examples there do work when I use them that way, also on this pretty unprepared station.

Friday, I've been working with SQL (the windows 2000 version, including the client which allows sql scripts to be retrieved and edited with windows ui. An existing database ran fine after some work, though my sql knowledge is limited I could get sensible queries and some system info. Does microsoft sql do the same system bookkeeping as lets say mySQL or some other variation? How do I retrieve information about the exisiting datasets (tables) in a database for instance, I could imagine doing that in a variety of ways, I'm not sure what is standard. My level has been sort of wanting in one line to do text expanded colums of a 12k entry database on the fly in one select statement, which is not as easy as it could be.

I exported a comma separates text file for use with the cygwin unix like shell of about ten megabytes, which easily let me do a full search using grep in I think under a second response time, on a standard machine, without special precautions (using ntfs under 2000 on a definately non-empty partition), why would one need special database engines? (question..)

'Thornin my pride' I just played, after 'jealousy' and 'remedy', know the band? It's from the 'black crowes', I'm not sure thye're nice guys, but bang, that music rocks, or something like what that term signifies. Not that rockwise it comes close to some of the bill haley (the older one, the rock around the clock one), samples I played earlier, but that is hard to get close to, 'see you later aligator' (sax lick).

Last quote I guess, before it's time to go, 'miss you', everyone know who played that, isn't it.

I guess I'll be doing some church stuff, though I guess I like playing the piano best, next to meeting some people, I've even played supertramp songs, maybe they shouldn't be given that, but it's nice enough on a steinway upright. Much in life isn't very easy at the moment, but then again, when I still feel like playing those songs, I guess things could be worse. What's that, the think calling me again? Oh no, it was your Mummie... Or was it mary, or the (I recently read my Brown again) the eucharist? Maybe it was the holy spirit?! What's holy about jazz, anyway?