Why is it that I can never think of a good title. I have been trying to find a great title for my Euphonium Concerto, and I want to have a decent program, but it just isn't coming. Right now, I am using "The Inquisitive Must Fall" as a working title. Don't be under any fall pretense that I believe that to be a great title. I know it sucks.
The problem is that I when I write, I have a "feeling" about what I want the music to sound like, but I can never put it into words. I hate the composers who use artsy titles like ", a rock hitting water...waves" or some shit like that. It is pretentious down to the punctuation. I also hate it wheen composers use titles like "cosmic dipstick", or "The drippings of humanity", in a failed attempt at artsy humor, or political edginess.
Any help would be greatly appreciated.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Where has imagination gone?
Ah the innocence of youth. Carefree times that you didn't worry about the trifles of adult things like cleaning your room, paying the bills, keeping your dog, or buying a condo. It was a time of bike riding, video game playing, slumber partying, and the worst thing that could happen is the cable would go out during the Saturday morning line-up.
NOT ANYMORE!!!!!!!
I just the most horrible idea for a child's toy EVER. No, it isn't dangerous or mind-numbing, but it is un-imaginative. It comes to us from those brainiacs who come up with Babrie's latest pointless piece of crap. This is an accessory so "everyday life-like" that it would crush the fun out of any kid. It is a dog, that Barbie walks, and when it POOPS SHE HAS TO CLEAN IT UP with a PINK POOPER SCOOPER!!!!! Holy crap. It even comes with a stylish bin to store the dog shit in. Jesus Christ....
Anyway, I will never look at my G.I. Joes the same way. I mean, if they aren't going to include body bags for the all of the Cobra henchmen you kill in an afternoon, what is the point?
NOT ANYMORE!!!!!!!
I just the most horrible idea for a child's toy EVER. No, it isn't dangerous or mind-numbing, but it is un-imaginative. It comes to us from those brainiacs who come up with Babrie's latest pointless piece of crap. This is an accessory so "everyday life-like" that it would crush the fun out of any kid. It is a dog, that Barbie walks, and when it POOPS SHE HAS TO CLEAN IT UP with a PINK POOPER SCOOPER!!!!! Holy crap. It even comes with a stylish bin to store the dog shit in. Jesus Christ....
Anyway, I will never look at my G.I. Joes the same way. I mean, if they aren't going to include body bags for the all of the Cobra henchmen you kill in an afternoon, what is the point?
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
SICK SICK SICK
Ya gotta love the attention span of this country. I know that to generalize is bad, but there needs to be something said the kind of attention we give certain issues. This morning I saw the headlines at Comcast.net: "NEW WAVE OF TERROR ATTACKS IN BAGHDAD". Then immediately to the right "NUDE IDOL PICTURES HIT THE INTERNET". Jesus on a stick...why do we have those two headlines, or subject matters in the same universe let alone front page?
It seems crass to me, that's all.
It seems crass to me, that's all.
Monday, February 26, 2007
I need to post more often!
Sorry for the long delay. I know that all three of you (that is including myself) were waiting with baited breath to read some more about my boring life.
Great introduction don't you think?
That is what I get for playing, studying, and writing too much. The good news is that I have stuff to do. It would be worse if I spent my whole day sitting on my couch and pulling belly button lint out and smelling it. That happens less and less, I assure you.
Projects right now:
Same old shit: a Euphonium concerto for my friend Danny, a clarinet solo for whoever, and more jazz stuff.
Pretty much a boring life, but I like it alright.
Great introduction don't you think?
That is what I get for playing, studying, and writing too much. The good news is that I have stuff to do. It would be worse if I spent my whole day sitting on my couch and pulling belly button lint out and smelling it. That happens less and less, I assure you.
Projects right now:
Same old shit: a Euphonium concerto for my friend Danny, a clarinet solo for whoever, and more jazz stuff.
Pretty much a boring life, but I like it alright.
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