Saturday, December 5th, 2020

I combine the piano and spoken tracks and listen to how they go together. I’m pleased. Both function as music. I have to slide the voice track ahead by half a second. The first piano chord is accented, while the first syllable isn’t. Once positioned and balanced, neither outweighs the other. Two minutes before the end, where I will insert a song, each comes to an appropriate pause. I put a layer of visuals on it. For most of it, pillars of English, formed from the text, slowly slide past, echoing the image of a Torah scroll. In the last two minutes, a paragraph that the voices repeat zooms in to focus on its unison last sentence. I didn’t intend, when creating the text, that it would repeat at the end. A bug in the program that generated it made it do so. I kept working on the program to fix the bug, but liked that version best. I didn’t save the buggy code. I no longer know exactly how I did it. I expect that the pillars of text will form a backdrop to whatever else happens in the visuals. I start to render out the film, but it will take too long to let me back everything up this evening. Other programs, running at the same time, stumble and glitch. I may be reaching the limits of my sturdy computer. I stop and render out only the audio. I listen back to what I've made as I continue with the weekend’s mundane tasks: making lunches, preparing laundry, sorting out tasks for tomorrow. I miss some of the sound due to the noise of the other things I’m doing. It’s OK. The music can roll on without me.