One day Homer was doing a reading of The Illiad at an open mic night, and Socrates came up to him and said, “Dude, this would be so much better with a little musical accompaniment.”

The two thought on it a bit, and decided they could stretch some strings and pluck at them and the lyre was born.

At least I’m pretty sure that’s how it went. Maybe don’t quote me.

Over the centuries, the lyre evolved, but stayed true to it’s early use as an instrument that was primarily plucked with the fingers. Since this was the main interface to the instrument, it was natural that most held the lyre with their left hand and plucked with their right.

Over time, stringed instruments evolved. Necks were added, we got violins. Later frets and in the last couple of hundred years the modern guitar. But no where along the way in this gradual evolution, did the right-handed folks think to flip the instrument - which is unfortunate for them because for most modern guitar styles, the left hand does most of the work and requires the most coordination and dexterity.

If you are a righty and have learned to play guitar, you likely struggled early on teaching your left hand to do those chords. Obviously, this can be overcome, but if I were a righty learning to play today, I’d consider learning on a lefty guitar.

I’m a lefty and have always been very glad I choose to learn on right-handed instruments. It always seemed a lot more natural.

There are many unique wrinkles to copyright law. As you might expect, most of them are boring. In fact, the one I am about to relate is boring…but had an interesting impact on my life.

For songs copyrighted prior to 1978, there is a provision in the copyright law that allows creators who assigned rights to someone else to reclaim their rights to royalties after 56 years.

This provision addressed an inequity generated from the practice of “work for hire”. Many songwriters in the days of Tin Pan Alley, early Broadway and Hollywood, worked writing songs for a salary. When they did, the songs they wrote were the property of the company who paid them that salary.

If you wrote “Zip-a-dee-doo-dah” for Disney you were bumming, because you never saw any more royalties beyond the paycheck you got on Friday.

Enter me. In the late 80s, I was an undergrad studying music and business at NYU. In search of practical experience, I got a job working two days a week at the Songwriter’s Guild of America. The guild was a non-profit which essentially functioned as a union for songwriters. Advocating for songwriters, providing legal services, and helping songwriters with managing their copyrights.

My job was digging through books of copyright filings (Yes, books. No computers yet) and finding songs written by guild members which were eligible for the 56 year provision, and making the necessary filings for them to reclaim rights to royalties for these songs (with a typewriter. Honest).

This was a pretty big deal to aging songwriters and their families. Many of these songs were lost and forgotten, but many were popular favorites that still got airplay, were covered, played on elevators or whatever else. If you are a retired songwriter living on a fixed income, you want that “Zip-a-dee-doo-dah” money.

It’s been a long time. I can’t relate the names of the songs and songwriters, but you knew many of them. They were songs I saw the title of and heard instantly in my head. I had the privilege of meeting some of these songwriters who would come into the office for meetings…and I am proud that I helped them, in some small way, regain ownership of their creative work.

I must admit, as much as I love micro.blog in concept, I’ve had trouble figuring out how to fit it in to my routine and have not utilized it as much as I’d like.

Light bulb moment tonight, however. I’ve decided moving forward, this will be where I share music-related thoughts, shares and insights.

That may or may not be what anyone else wants from my feed, but it’s something that I’ve struggled to find the right place to share.

So expect random bits of music history, thoughts on guitars, and mini-reviews and stories of music in my life moving forward.

It’s truly amazing how much noise three little kittens can make playing in the room above you.

I could have picked a better week to be sick.

I was cordially invited to the grand opening ceremony of a new funeral home. Free wine and hors d’ourves. Followed by “open house”. Can’t decide if I’m curious enough about how “open” the “open house” is to go.

I think we are reaching the point where the Real Estate agent who sold us our first house in 1998 has spent more mailing us promotional material than he made on that original commission.

If there are any social scientists out their looking for a case study, I seem to have the only three kids in the US who don’t give a crap about Fortnite.

Me: Still working on Chemistry?

Son: Yes. Had to figure it out because I stopped listening to my teacher.

Me: Why?

Son: He told the class the 2nd law of thermodynamics proves that evolution is wrong, which is like arguing that because of gravity birds can’t exist, and I couldn’t keep listening to him.

Me: Which one is the 2nd law?

Son: Entropy.

Me: That only applies in a closed system, right?

Son: Yes. I mean, left alone, my room can only get more dirty over time, but I can totally come in here with a vacuum and clean it.

Me: So, is he saying that because of entropy, cells could never have organized themselves with some intelligent intervention?

Son: Yes. He teaches AP Biology, Dad. I can’t take AP Biology.

Me: I tend to agree.

(PS - it’s fun watching your kids grow up)

I’ve been told in the past I probably should not do my own design work, by people who were not wrong.

But I enjoy doing it, and I’m honestly pretty happy with the branding for the new Drafts and think it looks great up there on the App Store. :-)

“Daily”

Apple’s asset templates are much better than they used to be. I call this is the “Wishful Thinking” template. ;-)

My wife is really great at getting kids excited about science. She has run the Science Fair at our elementary school for years, and did an amazing job with this year’s today. So, if science is still a thing in a couple of decades, she is among the many you should thank.

High School started requiring students have IDs on a lanyard. My son forgot his today and fashioned himself a sign to wear around his neck that said “IDs don’t prevent gun violence”.

The ID policy isn’t wrong. But neither is his civil disobedience. One of his teachers asked, “Well, what do you think does prevent gun violence? And don’t say I should have a gun.”

The world happens around us.

The shiny bits grab our attention. The bright bits makes us smile. And then there are the dark bits that leave us frustrated, confused…and scared.

The Internet is the aqueduct of all these things. An endless supply of Grade A, Prime bits.

Our future relies on how successfully we become connoisseurs of the bits. Appreciate the delicate kitten without succumbing to the clown in the sewer.

Getting ready to kill another app. It’s always hard to do, but it is becoming clear it’s time to end-of-life Interact on iOS. Since day one it’s been plagued by bugs in the underlying Contacts frameworks and almost none of them have been fixed by Apple in the intervening years.

It works great for most people, but for the ones with contact data that does not get along with the Contact framework, it fails in annoying ways. There are likely still places I could improve their experience in Interact, but I’ve burned too much time and effort on those edge cases for it to make sense to keep it going.

The app itself is a bit of an oddity with a confusing UI, which is on me. Had I not struggled with some of the bugs, I might have made it come together and make sense for more people - but that did not happen.

I’m not sad, in that the whole enterprise was a good learning experience. It was the first app I wrote in Swift. The first that I architected around using Operations for everything possible. I think I will be able to repurpose the most useful part of the app - the Scratchpad, which parses contact from plain text - into a component of Drafts 5.

Drafts 5 is my business moving forward though, and I need to remove distractions to make that happen.

Drafts 4 will remain available & supported. Drafts 5 will have a generous free tier and pro subscription, that lets you migrate when and if you feel it’s a value proposition.

I will get 1-star reviews for the wrongs I have done. I will be rubber. They will be glue.

This is my daily affirmation.

I suppose “developer”, “architect” and “engineer” sound good, but when I really breakdown my day, my job is branching logic based on boolean expressions.

Programmers that distinguish themselves are the ones who know which Boolean expressions matter.

Sometimes I think I’d really enjoy doing a podcast. Then I realize, honestly, I’d enjoy being on a podcast. Props to all the people who do the hard work t delivery the quality podcasts that show up in my player week after week.