Music, Movies, and the Returning Brood

Their name is Elliot Peeples. That’s Elliot with two ls and one t. Like their website: twolsonet.com.

Musician creates cicada movie, Micha Green, Baltimore Sun

Here’s the line I liked best:

Peeples, a native of Ellicott City, has a special relationship with the Brood X cicadas.

Yes, it’s a little bit ironic that I’m sending you to a Baltimore Sun article after my lament last week. I still have a subscription until the end of the month, and you absolutely need to know about the artist/musician/creator from Howard County who made a film about cicadas. Go read it.

Peeples has experienced Brood X at 3, 20, and 37. At twenty they created music using hand-gathered cicada audio recordings. At 37 they made their way back home from California to Ellicott City to make a movie about them.

Peeples visited seven locations to find cicada content, including: the “Welcome to Historic Ellicott City,” sign; the bridge outside the B&O Railroad Museum; the Tiber River; Tiber Park; the burned stone buildings surrounding River Road; Buzzard’s Rock; and the gazebo at Font Hill Wetland Park.

The film is available for purchase at Peeple’s website.

"Cicadian Rhythm" - Brood X in Historic Ellicott City (2021) VR 4K 360 Video Kit, 20.00

This purchase is for a .txt file that contains links to a private Google Drive folder for this project, containing:

71 minute MP4 full resolution 360 VR video file
Instructions and install files for VLC Media Player to play the above
Super secret YouTube link to view using their VR controls
Bonus goodies such as hi res image gallery

I have to admit I don’t know what most of that means. For twenty dollars maybe they will explain it to me. I’m curious about all that cicada content.

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Update on yesterday’s post about the Stadium Doctor: Ben Harris of Columbia has been found! Of course it turns out that Mr. Harris was a friend of a friend, someone who grew up in Columbia. He was indeed at Sunday’s celebratory Orioles game at Camden Yards, although he didn’t have a kosher hot dog and doesn’t know if the folks at OPACY ever decided to provide kosher food options.

But he remembers the Stadium Doctor answering his letter and, best of all, he’s still an O’s fan.

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