I don't think I've ever had such a musically productive day before. I spent five hours in the practice room; two singing, three playing the piano. I have finally comprehended what I'm doing wrong with my "a" vowel that makes it so hard to have any agility with it, or spend very long on it wihtout getting tired. Now I get tired cause I'm thinking so hard about doing it right, but at some point it'll be habit and I will sound better. I have Abendempfindung memorized at the right tempo, I can't believe the sounds that come out of my mouth for Non So Piu, and Ne Poi is well on its way. Simlilary, I made all kinds of progress on my piano rep piece for school, and it is actually fun to play now. It's cool. Who knew that Adventures of Ivan were all good? Nobody ever plays any of them but Ivan Sings. Iii have Tales of a Strange Land. It is coool. I also made progress on nonschool piano things, but not as much. I am keeping this one until I get good at it, and only then will I send it and be outdone. Ha.
The library lost the 2-piano Symphonic Dances. I made them fill out a Search thing. They haven't got the Piazzolla yet. The Glass is still checked out.
On the way back from the practice room, I beat down my fears of the phone and called Alan, and talked to him all the way back to Jones. That's about 15 minutes, a record for me for a voluntary phone call who wasn't Tony. He's doing well, has a church job as an alto (ha), and is in a quartet that's going to change the scene.
The Led Zeppelin remastered set is heaven. No stairway, just heaven. You have to see the pictures and read the stories. I wish I'd been alive to be that kind of teenager. I HAVE to have a band. I have ideas, but the gestalt of creative people (huh, Avalon program notes, anybody) is what makes it really good. Improv is all well and good, but improv inside a frame can be just as amazing and creative, while making an emotional and musical statement that can be recreated, not exactly, but the atmosphere. Songs aren't gone forever, while pure improvs are.
The library lost the 2-piano Symphonic Dances. I made them fill out a Search thing. They haven't got the Piazzolla yet. The Glass is still checked out.
On the way back from the practice room, I beat down my fears of the phone and called Alan, and talked to him all the way back to Jones. That's about 15 minutes, a record for me for a voluntary phone call who wasn't Tony. He's doing well, has a church job as an alto (ha), and is in a quartet that's going to change the scene.
The Led Zeppelin remastered set is heaven. No stairway, just heaven. You have to see the pictures and read the stories. I wish I'd been alive to be that kind of teenager. I HAVE to have a band. I have ideas, but the gestalt of creative people (huh, Avalon program notes, anybody) is what makes it really good. Improv is all well and good, but improv inside a frame can be just as amazing and creative, while making an emotional and musical statement that can be recreated, not exactly, but the atmosphere. Songs aren't gone forever, while pure improvs are.
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I totally agree. Performances that live on the tip of the tongue, very seldom make it down into the heart and soul.