Tuesday, July 25, 2006


Everyone deserves
a second chance but I
have never asked for one,
never would ask for one.

Come. Let us tell
the full moon of our regrets;
let us sing until
morning learns the tune.

Then, what is, will be;
each decision sleeps
off its drunken coin-toss
and wakes with no regrets.

Stephen Brooke ©2006

Friday, July 21, 2006


My finite mind
cannot hold
the boundless me
I enfold;
I am of heaven
and of hell,
yet captive to
this mortal spell.

Slipping sideways
into you,
somewhere, sometime,
I break through
the borderlines
of false and true,
love and hate,
old and new.

fades to night
from the moment’s
feeble light;
my shadow falls
here and there,
I walk in faith
and in despair.

Slipping sideways,
seek anew
somewhere, sometime
to break through
the borderlines
of false and true,
love and hate,
me and you.

Forever turns
an endless wheel;
what might be
is made real.
on a theme,
we are adrift
in God’s dream.

Stephen Brooke ©2006

A ditty inspired by quantum mechanics. Yes, really. Unfortunately, Blogger won't let me format this properly on the page.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Busy weekend coming: Thursday is the birthday of my musical partner-in-crime, Karen Polka. The birthday bash and barbecue is Saturday (the 15th) and I'll be providing tents, tables, PA system and general support. Ha, sounds like I'll be in need of support myself. There will be a gaggle of musicians showing up, of all stripes -- blues, bluegrass, rock and of course a few of us old folkies. Hey, if any of my friends who might read this think they'll be near Thomasville GA, let me know and I'll see about getting you an invite too.

Then, early Tuesday morning, I'm off to the Florida Panhandle to look at property. Yep, it looks like I might finally be moving; it's pretty much a now-or-never situation. I'm hoping to be somewhere close to US 231, which runs from Panama Beach up to Dothan, Montgomery and points north in Alabama. It's the route I usually use to travel north, whether to Tuskegee, Nashville, or somewhere else. Right now, I have my eye on a good piece of land near Graceville FL.

Anyway, I'll be camping at Florida Caverns State Park near Marianna on Tues and Wed night. This will be a great opportunity to see if my allergies are better over there! I'm certainly hoping so.
A little bit more on my recent entry about auditioning notation software: I had to take advantage of a great deal ($54) on Finale Print Music when I upgraded my Power Tracks. No, it certainly doesn't measure up to the full Finale program but it can fill a temporary need and eventually, when or if I need it, I can upgrade. I will continue to compose primarily in Power Tracks and send the midis over to PM for tweaking and printing.

And I can now exchange Finale files with Lynda or any other users, which is nice.

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

I've been back a while from my little jaunt north. Not to the North -- went no further than Tennessee. Did some visiting, saw some sights, laid down some tracks at the Artists and Vagrants Studio (my niece and nephew's place). That was mostly to check out how the studio space and equipment performed and to do sort of a dry run on having musicians come in and use the facility. They can play with those scratch tracks if they wish but I'll probably produce my own album here. If I ever get around to it.

They're using Pro Tools at A&V (the LE version, not the high-end stuff) which is okay but I've decided against following that route...even though it would make it easier to share tracks between our studios (in my case, I use the word studio in a very loose sense). I've been auditioning various software approaches and have made some choices. I want midi and audio to work from the same interface. It would be nice to be able to compose in the program in which I record; I can do that quite readily in my old cheapo standby, Power Tracks, which is why I've just upgraded it and will continue to utilize it at least for some of my work. Eventually, I may want something that integrates video and 5.1 sound as well. I've pretty much settled on Adobe's Audition -- I have an older version and may, in time, go for the upgrade there.

On my way back to Steinhatchee, I stopped off in Tuskegee to visit my Lynda. It had been too long since we've managed to get together! I do not intend to let it go so long again...and, who knows, I might just be moving closer to her. And I have to get her recorded again one of these days!

I have teetered on the chair of your
words with rope chafing its reminder
along my tightened jaw. What good is holding
balance another breath? What point is there

in all this strength? Ah, to swing free of life!

Swing high, swing low, come for to carry
me beyond the river, carry me off the edge
of tomorrow. I’ve looked over Jordan
once or twice, or is it Styx? No matter;

the other side is darker than starless night.

I’ll not find my way across like this,
poised on the unsteady fulcrum of desire
and of death. I wait, teetering,
teetering, for you to carry me home.

Stephen Brooke ©2006