[late] I picked David G up from the airport on Saturday. For some reason, the car hire place still let us hire a van to move the harpsichord, despite the fact that when we arrived David was enthusing about the drugs he'd taken to sleep on the plane (sounded like Temazepam), and when we went back to get help locking the back door, he was wearing a pair of rabbit ears left over from my daughter's birthday party that morning (took them off just in time).

So we've spent the last couple of days at Iain McGillivray's place, rehearsing all kinds of music with Katherine and Alison for tomorrow's sessions at Crichton.  As it turns out, I'm not playing harpsichord much, mostly digital piano in meantone and Pythagorean tunings, melodica and harmonium. I feel a bit like a meddling amateur mucking about in amongst a bunch of professionals who actually know how to play their instruments, but I'm getting on with it anyway.  Since yesterday we've moved to a state of greater (if blessedly incomplete) prepared-ness, and a much greater confidence to experiment and try things out, so this should be a nice record I think.  At least I can confidently say that it won't sound like anything else.  I'd try and describe some of the music but I can't get it to read coherently so I'll just go to bed and describe it afterwards.  Some of today's juxtapositions include 'O lusty May' and the theme from the Waltons, Fred Frith and Debussy, and a furious Hungarian Szapora with doorbell solos.  See what I mean about incoherent ?