the virtual marquee:
Rubin the Ridgeback with Sue
metal sculptor & photographer: Dewey Matthews
how the blog got its name:
It all started with
acciacatura [pronounced a-chukk-a-toora]
1. (music) A dissonant music note. Used in Baroque music as a decorative embellishment of a melodic note. The grace note is played as quickly as possible and takes no time from the melody note.
[Retrieved from http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/acciacatura ]
You might think that a mature adult would have more sense than to name a website with a long, foreign tongue-twister spelt at least three different ways on sites that come up on Google. I only decided that I preferred dictionary.com’s acciaccatura and acciaccature (pl.) after I’d chosen my user name, and WordPress does not let you change that, once it’s been selected.
Acciaccatura was a word and idea I only came across last December, when (being obsessive) I found myself listening for days to nothing but Anthony di Bonaventura’s mesmerising recording of Domenico Scarlatti’s single-movement sonatas. It was a CD trading at ten times its value for the weeks it took its publisher to catch up with the explosive demand after it was included in a newspaper’s list of suggestions for Christmas music. For once, I was quick enough off the mark to find a deeply discounted copy online.
Trying to understand the particular joys of one sonata, I discovered that acciaccature were responsible for its distinctiveness. Acciaccatura seemed also to describe what I most enjoy in conversation – which is graceful disagreement or debate that could be seen as the equivalent of deliberate musical dissonance. Being forgivably disputatious, if you like — a skill you might acquire here.
rules for this blog:
The idea is to have as few of these as possible on this lavishly cross-referential site – dedicated to comments on posts and comments on other blogs.
I’ll need to approve all first comments by commenters. Subsequent comments won’t be filtered, but exceptionally abusive personal attacks on other bloggers will be deleted. I plan to leave in place anything nasty and unfair that falls short of that as punishment. What could be worse than finding your own unjustified vitriol three, . . . five, . . . ten years from now?
Since long comments have been problematic on more than one site, and since I’ve been one of the worst offenders, I’m dedicating a page to LONG POSTS. If you find yourself writing a post growing into something like a mad knitter’s ankle-length cardigan,
(i) cut and paste it into LONG POSTS
(ii) summarise its gist in the main discussion or thread, and tell the rest of us to look for the rest of it in the long post pen
This is a work-in-progress, and suggestions are wildly welcome.
email: inno299@yahoo.co.uk
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7 Comments
November 12, 2008 at 5:51 pm
You might think that a mature adult would have more sense than to name a website with a long, foreign tongue-twister spelt at least three different ways on sites that come up on Google”"”‘
how exactly is “mature adult” relevant here?
‘ E ‘ by gum,, so you like to ‘C’ comments about ‘A’? getting responces that may seem to ‘B sharp’ well ‘G’ dude ‘,,’F'in good chance of that,
in fact here be one of the first of ‘D’ responses,, good luck,,
November 12, 2008 at 11:25 pm
So glad that you seem to approve, 3p4. Lovely to have you here, and as for
=== ‘ E ‘ by gum,, so you like to ‘C’ comments about ‘A’? getting responces that may seem to ‘B sharp’ well ‘G’ dude ‘,,’F'in good chance of that,
in fact here be one of the first of ‘D’ responses,, good luck,, ===
Truly, your mind works like no one else’s. Thanks for your encouragement.
November 30, 2008 at 2:53 pm
Really pleased there’s so much more to you now, than just snippets of a Guardian thread, Wordy.
December 25, 2008 at 2:33 am
Merry Christmas WordNerd7
THIS IS YOUR 500TH POST
December 25, 2008 at 7:38 am
Thank you, @3p4, and I hope you saw my message for today buried in the avatar ramble. Mustn’t make my wish repetitive because I could risk undoing it .. . Funny, but the URL in my address bar only reads 500 now — not that I’d dream of arguing with a numerate Solanum tuberosum.
I’d never have got so far so fast without the help of our little . . . er, tribe . . . of independents. I’m not going to ask you if you have your own blog somewhere under one of your other names, but if you’ve tried this out I think you’ll understand me asking myself whether I’m checking on the blog between stocking-filling tasks so late on Christmas Eve because having one is like:
(i) looking after a wood stove that is your only source of heat in a cold winter,
or
(ii) owning a tamaguchi/gotchi . . . http://www.reference.com/search?q=Tamaguchi.
I’d say it’s more like (i) — since I liked the reward in warmth, when I did that . . . but have never tried (ii).
. . . Good luck with all that cooking — I’m sure it’s all going to be scrumptious.
. . .
December 25, 2008 at 9:25 am
. . . and wood stoves are on my mind because the electricity has twitched off and on three times in the last half-hour as the wind sighs and sings and sings and sighs in a tall chimney six feet from me. Outside — I just opened a door to look — it (or do I mean she, a disconsolate diva) is blowing fine snow off the roof in mini-tsunamis . I have just had to explain for the benefit of all unreconstructed urbanites here that I’m filling the bathtubs because the power could go out and stay out (no pump, no well water). So if you don’t hear from me for a while — : )
March 4, 2009 at 12:12 pm
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