Amazon doesn’t have a good system for reporting problems with downloads of their MP3s (sales, not free stuff.) I’m fuming because I bought the Puppini Sisters’ “Betcha Bottom Dollar”–they’re an Andrews Sisters-type trio who sing oldies and newies in that style, and they’re pretty good–but after it got the first three songs on side one, my browser popped up a window saying that the Amazon MP3 downloader had a problem and was closing–“input file corrupt.” I reported this through the Amazon online system, but have heard zip. Phooey! It’s back to iTunes Store for me, even though there is crummy protection on some tracks. (I get Plus whenever it’s available so as to get no DRM on the files and a higher bitrate. But still. *fume*)
The first three weren’t the songs I was buying the album for, mostly. *grump* Plus, I prefer the Bette Midler recording of “Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy.” I guess I just like her voice better–it’s more distinctive. She’s another overlooked treasure, IMHO. “The Divine Miss M.”
I turned the house upside down yesterday looking for an old piano sheet music book that I’ve had since I was a kid. It’s “Best Pops ’72” and has the good old arrangements of a number of tunes I would like to play again. I noodled around a bit, and some of them came back in parts, so I know they’d come back quickly if I had the music. I know I’ve seen that, and I had it by the piano, but . . . didn’t find it anywhere. They do have one for sale online through Amazon (hah–as IF they will get more business at this point from me), but it’s priced at over $50. Come on! Get real!
I know that many sites online have PDF files for sale with arrangements of this old music, but it isn’t the arrangement I learned, so (1) it won’t come back easily the way the ones I learned will, and (2) it doesn’t sound right. I’ve already checked.
Why not just play it all by ear? I do, mostly. But there’s a hitch. The piano desperately needs to be tuned. EVERY note is getting sour. She can’t be brought up to concert pitch anyhow, but she can be tuned to herself, which is what needs to be done.
Ripping in tracks off of my old vinyl albums using the Brookstone ION USB turntable works pretty well. But the trouble I’ve had is that you have to press the REC button at the beginning of each track and then again at the end . . . and then again to start recording at the beginning of the next track. This means that I missed the beginning of most tracks. I hate that! Phooey. Man, records sound so much better in some ways than MP3s, but they are lots more work and so fragile.
“That Girl, Season One” is $27 at Fry’s, which is the least expensive place. Man! That’s a lot for ONE season. Why don’t they re-run that somewhere? I know it’s dated. That’s the POINT. It’s supposed to be. I love seeing those old dresses like Mama and my aunts and my teachers wore–and often *I* had mini-versions of the same clothes to wear to third, fourth, and fifth grade. We watched the show after school in re-runs. And what about Dobie Gillis?! Dwayne Hickman is a hottie. Still pretty cute, too (judging by his website.)
And I have a hangnail. *pout*
But . . . there weren’t any more bad storms, and we didn’t lose any more big trees, and we can afford groceries, and my cousin is in PARIS being mentored by an architect there. (This past week, he was taken to see drawings by the Old Masters that are kept under lock and key in the catacombs under . . . THE LOUVRE. You can’t beat THAT with a stick! He can’t believe he’s not dreaming.)
So I shouldn’t complain.