How many of ‘us’ are dead yet?
… just a thought
… just a thought
excuse me, let me reframe, i want to know (in a nutshell) people (or as my ol’ mate tony use to say ‘music lovers’) who have been on this yellow board (the only one one the planet) who have passed away so ‘they’ may be remembered, like we may like to be, so we may learn a thing or two from the whole experience (quite a heavy statement but i hope you bear with me)
Time to bring in Professor Trelawney
A simple show of hands would suffice.
I ain’t dead yet, and my collected words of wisdom are of questionable
You’ve only to look around you in some sessions - and not just at the musicians - and you can’t help but wonder …
Btw, Professor Trelawney is Professor of Divination at Hogwarts.
Don’t rush me! I’ve still too many tunes to learn…
London 17th Sept, 4 am.
Unusually for me, I am having a sleepless night.
I’m not dead yet.
It just feels like it…….
Alan MacGregor was an early and welcome member here on the mustard board. He passed away , suddenly and unexpectedly, several years ago, shockingly young, and is still missed by family and friends, including us online friends.
The hopes and dreams of many new musicians that come here asking for advice are dead. Those poor aspirations have all been murdered, may God have mercy on their souls.
I was born in 1748 and cannot imagine what it must be like to rest in peace, to be spared this ceasless wandering in search of bloo……I must return to my tomb, dawn is approaching……
Do you mean physically, existentially or philosophically?
… or just a bit dull … like an old set of strings?
I am much deader since I added a mute.
Well I’m driving from SE Ireland to Herts UK tonight to play at an 80th birthday. The drive might just do it for me, because the last time I did a journey like that, they loaded my van on to the ship using a net. They tell me that you can drive on to the ship nowadays. I’m looking forward to that, and no, I wont be using the same van….
Gee, ‘just a thought’ and a sad one at that, though good on you for thinking of it.
So here’s to them, the mustardonians we’ve lost over the years.
What about everyone who’s only "mostly dead"? Because there’s a big difference between "mostly dead" and "all dead"….
**snort** Mustardoinians? Good one, SWFL.
RE: "Mustardonians" It goes along plaques in chapels, and all that. " Oh but I have had children, lots of them; and they were all…….."
I thought you meant "brain dead"—like some of my co-workers.
I thought for a few hours yesterday (Thursday 17th) that our beloved Mustard Board had died - I was unable to access it from a number of browsers, or to revive it in any way. A common message was that it was unable to confirm my i.d., and then all I got was a white window; on other occasions I got the home page but trying to get any further resulted in mysterious messages apparently relating to a database. Anyway, as is now obvious, it has returned to life!
I guess there is a broader question of what happens to the session.org
data if Jeremy decides to shut this down or is unable to operate it
any more. It should go to one of the national libraries - not sure which
country though. Can a Web site have a "living will?"
Lazyhound, I had that same experience- as if the life-support machine was on the blink. Scary .
bizarrely, i thought i was suspended for putting this one up as death is a touchy (and to some scary) thought line, despite being the most natural thing in the world
‘Death never takes the wise man by surprise; he is always ready to go.’
Jean de La Fontaine (1621-1695) French poet _ who lived to 73
I just got back from having my dog put down. I’m just a little bit deader than I was before.
So sorry to hear about your dog showaddy, it’s heartbreaking I know.
I couldn’t get onto the board yesterday either. I notice there were no posts yesterday so imagine it was the same for everyone. Has there ever been a day without any posts before?
Calm down everybody, calm down.
It happens now and again that God deprives us of our mustard board. We must face the adventure when it comes, and await the bliss to come when we shall all gather by the river for the great session that goes on and on for ever.
It was paralysing yesterday, unable even to access the discussions, let alone log in.
Have we all become addicts ?
We know your nom-de-plumes already.
…."There are worse things in life than death. Have you ever spent an evening with an insurance salesman?"
1. Thread started with ‘dead’ in the subject line.
2. An hour or two later, the website goes down nearly all day.
COINCIDENCE?!? I THINK NOT!!!
Even worse was the Encyclopedia Britannica door-to-door salesman many years ago before it went on-line. If you were unwise enough to let the guy in you could reckon he’d be there for the rest of the evening. An obvious solution is to invite one’s 16-stone rugby-playing son to escort the salesman to the door, but on this occasion the lad was barely 2 years old - so that wasn’t on. Anyway, we made our excuses and the gentleman left.
Speaks volumes for your decency that you let him in in the first place. I tend to assume anyone coming to the door is trying to convert me- correct 98% of the time.
I couldn’t connect to the The Session.Org yesterday (Thursday the 17th) either.
Speaking as someone who has two dogs, I can sympathize with Showaddydadito.
P-K, did you ever see the modernized cartoon version of Frankenstein where the good doctor revives the dead body only to learn to his horror that Igor stole the brain of a dead insurance salesman?
Haven’t seen that one, fauxcelt, but the idea of immortality reminds me of that other classic Woody Allen gag:-
"I don’t want to achieve immortality through my work… I want to achieve it through not dying."
Wow, lazyhound, a 16-stone rugby-player who is barely two years old? I have heard of the childhood obesity epidemic, but I had no idea it was that bad!
What if you don’t want to be immortal?
Relieved to hear it wasn’t only me got the unable-to-confirm-i.d. thing.
I’ve got a pesky grey flashing download I haven’t got rid of, and I thought it had now manifested as a virus or something and was eating its way through my computer system.
I reckon it was a data server that went down thousands of miles away. When that happens I don’t expect there’s much that most webmasters can do about it except to pray that the backups will kick in.
Oh, and everyone keep well away from nicholas 🙂
I do not post from work, but like to visit in, and found myself frustrated not to be able to visit the site the other day. I missed the witty banter. And the other 90% of what gets posted here….. 😉
In the words of Gladiator "Death smiles at us all one day, all a person can do is smile back". 🙂
Hopefully anyone who frequented this site and has now passed on had plenty to smile about in this life and is still knocking out those tunes in the great session in the sky. I certainly don’t intend to stop playing just because I’m dead!