Forgive the absence.
I’ve been working hard on my Jazz BM here in Orlando. Just had my junior recital that went relatively well except for an extra A section here and an extra four bars there (improvisation is key!). One of the Yen-Yaw tunes, “Bridging the Divide/Dividing the Bridge,” came off EXTREMELY well and I’m proud of all the performers who made it happen (despite the bass being off...
I could listen to Morton Feldman all day. Then again, I’d have to set the time aside just to listen to more than one piece.
Strange to me how long it took. Yet, that too is of the mind. The mind is a character, a persona(lity). The mind “plays tricks.” It literally presents an imitated version of what is. It is a “play.” And the “trick” is that it is crafty. It is resourceful. The mind uses the outside world to imitate the way it works. It says it is you. The mind plays tricks...
It’s a pivotal, it’s a seminal, religious day when you get to both hear and feel...– David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest (via postconsumerperson)
I realize there’s something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they’re...– Jeffrey McDaniel (via f0xfur)
“It was morning and this was her blessing.”
I feel like I am shitting out glass...
…trying to write a first line for this short. JESUS CHRIST. Come out already.
‘By which,’ he said, ‘I mean true heroism, not heroism as you might know it from...– David Foster Wallace, The Pale King, Page 229. (This is so fucking A, no?) Fucking A indeed.
The most damaging phrase in the language is: ‘It’s always been done that way.’– Grace Murray Hopper (via heartmindspirit)
stllmnk replied to your video: Oskar Cartaya- “Latination” Ridiculous Latin… Wtf. This is insane. Absolutely! It’s not from this planet!
dearestdeadbeatrice asked: I've read What is the What. Much better :) I agree, my opinion about DFW is flippant and half-hearted, mostly because I wasn't enthusiastic about Butler OR DFW so I lumped them into one post. The moral of the story: I'm just not that interested in the plight of middle class white people anymore. There's enough out there, read too much. And reading about the tedium and boredom...
With Good Intentions
Ever seen a sandcastle being eaten by tides of the ocean? It’s like a zoom-view of a body breaking down. The sand is already somewhat moist, but that is what is keeping it together. It keeps it in form, in a positive shape against the negative space about to slosh from under it, not over it. That’s another problem with watching this happen: one might always say the sandcastle was taken from above....
I guess the fight between the upright and electric bass goes something like this: Am I feeling up for the strong-man or for the marathon?
A man is already halfway in love with any woman who listens to him.– Brendan Francis (via corona-borealis)