Tuesday, August 19, 2008
french
Again, to die for an idea. At the end, two lovers kiss as they are set in concrete.
I would need an embrace that I could feel in my entire body, but then again as a great friend once said: "if you are stuck in one room for eternity, it doesn't matter if you have with you one book or a million"
I NEED to read strunk and white.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
post-Marlboro thought?
"There is a connection, hard to explain logically but easy to feel, between achievement in public life and progress in the arts. The age of Pericles was also the age of Phidias. The age of Lorenzo de Medici was also the age of "Leonardo da Vinci. The age of Elizabeth also the age of Shakespeare. And the New Frontier for which I campaign in public life, can also be a New Frontier for American art. For what I decry is a lift for our country: a surge of economic growth; a burst of activity in rebuilding and cleansing our cities; a breakthrough of the barriers of racial and religious discrimination; an Age of Discovery in science and space; and an openness toward what is new that will banish the suspicion and misgiving that have tarnished our prestige abroad. I foresee, in short, an American that is moving once again. And in harmony with that creative burst, there is bound to come the New Frontier in the Arts. For we stand, I believe, on the verge of a period of sustained cultural brilliance."
— John F. Kennedy, Sept. 13, 1960
— John F. Kennedy, Sept. 13, 1960
Sunday, August 3, 2008
There's Scarlatti, Haydn, Strauss and Fito
(Get it?)
And dig the tiny chord substitutions...
what a lady.
Friday, August 1, 2008
la da da
I think that altering your sleep cycle changes the way one thinks about things. I've recently been a bit more melancholy, and emotional, perhaps emotive.
I've recently had some life experiences that will affect what and how I do some things for some time. I've been listening to songs that are close to objects and people and events involved; I seem to enjoy the places that the music, the memories, the impressions take me, whether it be sad, of longing, whatever.
It's all fuel isn't it?
How do you play beautiful music?
I've recently had some life experiences that will affect what and how I do some things for some time. I've been listening to songs that are close to objects and people and events involved; I seem to enjoy the places that the music, the memories, the impressions take me, whether it be sad, of longing, whatever.
It's all fuel isn't it?
How do you play beautiful music?
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