LL :: Volume 38 :: LR
|The Devil Went Down to Jawbone|
|Fads of the Technology|
Thereminics is an extremely simple tool -- a pair of finger rings and a
pair of thumb rings. They emit a faint musical tone, whose volume and
pitch is based (as the name implies) on their relative positions to each
other. Small finger-thumb gestures modulate the sound; moving your hands
around each other has broader effects.
(A higher-end model detects sudden kinetic shocks, as when you snap or whap fingers, and uses them to trigger chimes or percussive sounds.)
As with whistling, the basic sound is simple and untuned. You need a bit of practice to create music, or any well-controlled sound. Once you get used to it, however, you can become quite deft -- again, like whistling. Except that since the mouth isn't involved, you can sing along. Or use the sound to underline, accompany, and emphasize your conversations.
Note that six Districts have enacted general interest-petitions to the effect that Thereminics constitute a cumulative auditory nuisance. Whether you live in those areas or not, it might be a good idea to switch them to Net output rather than actual sound. Let them as wants to listen, listen.
Everyone else will still have to watch your twiddling fingers, of course.
A new park seems to have appeared in Eastsouth, between... the Twentieth
Avenue and the Twentieth Avenue. Or something like that. The park is
visible on the south side of the street if you're walking on the north
side, on the north side if you're walking on the south... and if you're
walking down the middle of the street, the park is oddly visible, in your
peripheral vision only.
The phenomenon makes for a lovely spacious feeling, for people strolling the Twentieth. On the other hand, if you want to know what buildings are across the street, you have to walk out into the street to look. And the park is uninhabited. Not just uninhabited by real people, which is natural, but empty even of illusory people. Assuming the park itself is illusory. Which is not clear at all.
Several groups are trying to gain entry, by various means. Walking backwards across the street seems to be the best bet at the moment. Nobody doubts that it is possible; the effect is too well-designed to be merely superficial.
The Convocation of Beards will begin in three weeks. All beards in the
City are requested to attend, although exceptions may be permitted if
circumstances mitigate extremely. (Lack of travel facilities is not an
accepted excuse; any beards which need assistance may contact the
Convocation interface department.)
Beard owners are assured that their beards will be allowed to return home within three days.
|Fads of the City|
Interest gangs are beginning to leave musical graffiti on some of the
tile-paved boulevards of the City. The graffiti are simple sensor tools,
placed on individual bricks or tiles -- not every one, but here and there,
a couple of feet apart. (The tools are, of course, invisible.) When anyone
steps on a tagged brick, a musical tone sounds.
A crowd of people walking down such a street produces a gentle, pleasant burble of notes. And many are quite happy with that; but it is not the true point.
If you know the pattern for a street, and you hit all the right notes, you can generate an actual melody. A group of people walking together, in parallel, can bring forth full polyphonic music. Naturally, the correct patterns are closely held secrets of the interest gangs that lay them out. A group moving on its own turf moves in harmony; outsiders cannot escape discord.
Since a usable pattern should not involve too much weaving and jumping around, it is possible to deduce a street's melody for yourself. This has become a popular hobby among musicians and topologists. But, on the other hand, some streets have no assonant pattern; any combination of tiles you can reach is discordant. In such areas, you know the interest-members by their silence.
|Life of the Mind|
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