Kicking Ass At Stained Glass

Making stained glass with middle-aged ladies is “in”, hanging with human-garbage-drug-addicts is “out”

It was almost a year ago that I was first inspired to make a stained glass centerpiece for the front window at 159 Manning. Last night was my 2nd of 5 introductory stained glass classes, and I’ve already finished cutting all my pieces, grinding the edges, and now I’m ready to add foil next week!

When it’s finished, I’m going to hang this one in the window behind the drums in the recording studio.

I enjoy owning these old faux-stained-glass Coca-Cola glasses.

One Hundred Dollars commissioned someone to make a custom stained glass piece for the cover of their new record! I wonder how big it is, and where it’s hanging now? They’re celebrating the album release at the Great Hall here in Toronto on May 13th.

After stained glass class, I headed over to the Cameron House to meet my new friend Juliana for the monthly Toronto Comic Jam. Artists bring their own pens and pencils, the Comic Jam people provide the paper.

Everyone takes turns adding different panels or aspects to each paper until the paper is full, and then a compilation of the drawings is put together, which is available at the next months comic jam.

Juliana drew this cute bearded alterna-sheep on a Macbook. He sort of reminds me of a more pleasant version He Is Just A Rat. I used to love that comic strip.

For the first time since October, I’m going to miss the monthly shape-note singing at Bloor Street United tonight. Work is calling and I gotta pay the bills. So sad. To show my dedication to shape-note, I recorded myself singing all 4 harmonies of one of my favorite songs from the Sacred Harp songbook this morning; Idumea. I recorded each part in 1-take, and only laid down a single vocal track for each of the 4 harmonies.

Tim McCready – Idumea (Charles Wesley, 1763 / Ananias Davisson, 1816)

When people ask me what the Sacred Harp songs are like, I usually say they’re depressing old hymns about how hard life is, and looking forward to death. Here’s the lyrics to Idumea:

And am I born to die?
To lay this body down!
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown?

A land of deepest shade
Unpierced by human thought
The dreary regions of the dead
Where all things are forgot

Soon as from earth I go
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my portion be

Waked by the trumpet sound
I from my grave shall rise
And see the Judge with glory crowned
And see the flaming skies!

Here’s a video from Dec 1st of the 159 Manning Sacred Harp Choir, which I ran/organized from mid-October 2010 to mid-Jan 2011. We were lucky enough to be led that night by DJ OMGBLOG.COM.

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