I have always loved these lyrics.
I’m not even angry
I’m being so sincere right now
Even though you broke my heart and killed me
And tore me to pieces
And threw every piece into a fire
As they burned, it hurt because
I was so happy for you
Category Archives: Music
This is Relaxing?
If you had told half-my-age-ago me that I would:
- Voluntarily sit down at a keyboard
- Turn on a metronome
- Play fingering exercises up and down an octave
- Progressing chromatically
- With both hands
- BECAUSE IT IS RELAXING
That guy would have had a hard time believing it.
Yet, it happens and it is awesome.
Simon Fresh
Simon and I have a lot of fun with GarageBand, because music should be fun and not a lot of fussy work.
Here’s a track we made last month. Simon’s freestyle is liquid fire. So proud.
Production note: I apologize for my clipped hollering at the beginning, which both sounds bad and is absurd. This was a failed level test, but The Talent thinks it’s funny and wants it to stay in the mix.
I Like It: Spiraling – Transmitter
Let me make a long-overdue mention of the 2002 album “Transmitter” by the band Spiraling. I probably listen to this thing once a month, and have ever since Steve brought it to my attention.
I like just about every single thing about every single song on this recording, and I wish I could find a few dozen more that I like this much. How’s that for a recommendation?
At that CDBaby link, you can read this summary: “Intelligent synth-rock that gives a nod to power pop with progressive undertones.” Yes, please.
I know: Old man likes old music, but it is so good.
My Son Just Read Music
This is a really big deal for me.
Simon is five, and he just read this music and played it on his recorder. I know it’s absolute beginner material, but he did it (with great time, by the way) and I am super proud right now!
He’s done some basic music at school and mostly knows a quarter note from a half note. Tonight he found his recorder and this book and wanted me to tell him about it. I think it’s a first for him to be playing a wind instrument with breath control, articulation, and reading the whole thing top to bottom. He was really proud of himself!
I asked him if he would be able to tell his music teacher this week, and he said “but you’re my music teacher.”