Each Monday, I share a piece of music I really enjoy. This week, I've chosen the beautiful piano movement "Clair de lune" from Debussy's Suite bergamasque.
Claude Debussy (1862-1918)
Suite bergamasque (1905)
"Clair de lune"
Monday, July 30, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Otters!
I love otters. I think they're just about the cutest things ever. Well, the cutest things that I'll never be able to have in my own home. Although, I don't know, there's a lot of cute animals out there . . . but, whatever. Otters are very high up on the list. So, here's some otters to make your day a little brighter:
Monday, July 23, 2012
Music Monday: Rachmaninoff's Vespers
Each Monday, I share a piece of music I really enjoy. This week, I've chosen Rachmaninoff's Vespers.
Sergei Rachmaninoff (1873-1943)
All-Night Vigil (1915)
"Slava V Vyshnikh Bogu" (Glory to God in the Highest)
Sergei Rachmaninoff (1873-1943)
All-Night Vigil (1915)
"Slava V Vyshnikh Bogu" (Glory to God in the Highest)
Friday, July 20, 2012
Off
There are certain times when I seem to be removed from reality. I imagine most people have these moments and the triggers are probably different for everyone. When I was very young, any time I did anything outside of my normal routine. An overnight trip to my grandma's, or even just going out to eat at a restaurant, everything would sort of take on a dream-like quality, like it wasn't really happening. When I was in high school, I remember it happening if there was some big assignment that I was putting off. It would get closer and closer to the deadline, and I still wouldn't start work on it, because it didn't seem real. If it was real, I never would have let it get that far. So the fact that I did must mean it wasn't real. (And then of course I'd always manage to squeak it out at the last second, and probably get an A on it. In fact, my final semester of college I got an A on a term paper and presentation that I threw together at about 11:30 the night before it was due and was sure I was going to fail. The secret: stop worrying about all the stuff you don't know, and just focus on what you do know. You sound a lot smarter that way. Also, the "write now, edit later" mentality that I learned during NaNoWriMo helped quite a bit.)
Monday, July 16, 2012
Music Monday: Leonardo Dreams of His Flying Machine
Each Monday, I share a piece of music I really enjoy. This week I decided to share another something from my college days, an a cappella choir piece by the modern composer Eric Whitacre.
Eric Whitacre (b. 1970)
"Leonardo Dreams of His Flying Machine" (2001)
Eric Whitacre (b. 1970)
"Leonardo Dreams of His Flying Machine" (2001)
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Some Reflections on Last Night
So, I went out last night for the second time this week. Third time in eight days. This is VERY unusual for me; I'm not exactly a social butterfly. After we got home and I was lying in bed, several thoughts were swirling through my mind, and -- crazily -- I actually remember most of them this morning. So, in list form:
~ It wouldn't be nearly this strange to me to be going out so much if we were back in the suburbs. Because I have friends there. So, it's sort of a strange realization that I have friends here too. They aren't just "people Pat works with" or "Pat's friends." And the real surprise isn't even that I went out three times in eight days, it's that I actually had a good time on each occasion. Typically we go out, and I feel so socially awkward the whole time and it's so emotionally draining that I won't venture out of the apartment again for days. To not have that happening is something I'm not quite used to.
~ It wouldn't be nearly this strange to me to be going out so much if we were back in the suburbs. Because I have friends there. So, it's sort of a strange realization that I have friends here too. They aren't just "people Pat works with" or "Pat's friends." And the real surprise isn't even that I went out three times in eight days, it's that I actually had a good time on each occasion. Typically we go out, and I feel so socially awkward the whole time and it's so emotionally draining that I won't venture out of the apartment again for days. To not have that happening is something I'm not quite used to.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Labor of Love
I recently stumbled across a blog I kept a few years back. This was during the brief time in between quitting my WoW blog and starting this one, and it just felt weird not to have a place to let it all out. It only lasted about a month, because then Pat suggested we start a blog together, and here we are. Well, here I am. He's around here somewhere. I think.
Anyway.
In one of my first posts, I was discussing the theme (or lack thereof) of the blog, and I wrote the following:
Anyway.
In one of my first posts, I was discussing the theme (or lack thereof) of the blog, and I wrote the following:
Monday, July 9, 2012
Music Monday: Mozart's First Symphony
Each Monday, I share a piece of music I really enjoy. This week I am jumping back to the Classical period to talk about Mozart's earliest symphonies, his first in particular.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (1756-1791)
Symphony No. 1 (1764)
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (1756-1791)
Symphony No. 1 (1764)
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Monday, July 2, 2012
Music Monday: Copland's Rodeo
Each Monday, I share a piece of music I really enjoy. In honor of the holiday this week, I wanted to share something by an American composer. Unfortunately, though I hate to admit it, I'm not as familiar with American composers as I should be. A few names came to mind, mostly in the context of musical theatre -- Bernstein, Gershwin, Sondheim -- but after a little online searching to jog my memory, I decided to go with Aaron Copland's Rodeo.
Aaron Copland (1900-1990)
Rodeo (1942)
"Hoe-Down"
Aaron Copland (1900-1990)
Rodeo (1942)
"Hoe-Down"
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