February 7, 2008
I had long ago overheard an expression, was a few months back at the opening of a friend's hibiscus farm, and today I've come to find I've misunderstood the expression entirely. It seems 'lift music' isn't necessarily inspirational music as I understood it, but rather what the English refer to as elevator music. Appears I owe a few emails to Neil. All my insistence of him writing more lift music is without question embarrassing. The sound man came by today on a maintenance call (and apparently to give me some much needed music education.) At any rate he suggested a few modifications for the system. Low and behold Lorena Garay plays as smooth as room temperature raclette. Manolo and I then wasted the afternoon indulging our Oware addiction. On a more aggravating note. My new assistant can't help tripping over his wedding tackle. Seems he called Sports Chalet to see if they could work on my Shinai. He's a friend of the family so we'll just keep this here for now. Stay dry Diary.