Whatever it takes to get the homework done

Earlier I had a lot of homework to do and I found it is easier to deal with when I listen to my playlist of "party songs" which consists of songs I like to dance and sing to. So I was looking up genetics vocab words and sheep breeds, with my iPod blasting in my ears, having a good time dancing and writing. At first I didn't even even realize I had begun to sing because my music was so loud I couldn't hear myself. When I realized I was singing, I stopped-because let's face it, my singing may hurt your ears. But I guess it wasn't soon enough because when I was in the kitchen my roommate, whose bedroom is right next to mine, told me I'm a good singer. Apparently I was singing Katy Perry's California Gurls- I do not even remember singing that song. And as for me being a good singer, either my roommate was making fun of me or she is tone deaf.

There's a fine line between genius and lazy ass

Today in my Introduction to American Music class, we learned about experimental music. The first piece we discussed and listened to was interesting and pretty cool because it was played on the piano, but not the keys, just the strings. Then my professor went on to mention another composer and told us we all could play his song. To play the song, one sits at the piano, then does nothing. After a certain time interval, the player turns the page to mark the second movement, but continues to play nothing. Then there's a third movement where the same thing happens. The idea is that the "music" are all the sounds that you hear around you in the theater. (Title: 4'33" Click here for Wikipedia link). 

Really?

Really, John Cage, you think you can get away with that?

Obviously, it is not without controversy about whether it actually is or is not music, but I think it is just ridiculous. I can see how you could appreciate the sounds of things like birds chirping, children laughing, or even the bustle of a city. But even those are still just noises.

I also think it's unfair. If he wanted people to appreciate the noises around them, he should have pointed that out. Because instead of listening to the theater sounds, they probably had so much internal noise, in their heads, because they would be like, "Hey, man, play the fucking piano already!"

I'll sting you

bzzzzzzzzz

Fun with links!

I heard this song on the radio today. It's silly and weird.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfpyoGFJNNE

If you didn't catch it on Facebook, you might recognize the guy in this video:

http://ellen.warnerbros.com/videos/?autoplay=true&mediaKey=31750c21-45a6-4c75-865a-b8cb5c2dcfbf

I didn't get the musical gene

Here's a secret- one of my favorite abilities that a person can have is singing talent. I sometimes value that more than traits like kindness and honesty. So, even though my cousin and I haven't really gotten along since we were 11, I got to admit one thing- the girl can sing.

And apparently she is in a band in Kentucky where she goes to school. So for all of you who saw this link on Facebook and skipped over it; I'm going to post it again. It's not my kind of music, but it is good. Check it out:

http://thesowingseason.wordpress.com/2010/02/09/if-the-ice-wouldnt-melt/

It was like a nightmare

Picture it: Harper Cafeteria, sometime in December, 2-3 pm. I'm eating lunch listening to Bo Burnham like I had been doing for the past month. I sit in the middle of the caf even though I usually sit in the back. There is a group of loud, hefty boys across the room. I notice they keep on looking at the TV on the wall, so naturally, I look too.

The sight I saw on that TV was the strangest thing I have ever seen. It was a music video, although I couldn't hear it, which just made it more perplexing. It disturbed me. I kept on looking back to the TV, even though I tried to resist, because it when you see something that...different you can't help it. Plus, I wanted to look it up later.

So, enjoy:

http://www.mtvu.com/video/?vid=460919&title=Major_Lazer_-_Keep_It_Going_Louder

Kinda catchy, no?

Love found

Finally I reconnect with you.
Slender and silver
you shimmer in my eyes

I run my fingers
along your smooth surface
just to remember the feel

Then we start.
I touch my lips to you
and blow.

It's hard
For months we went without
But my mouth on you
is bliss

Deep and moaning.
I feel your low vibrations
resonate through my skin

Tightening my lips
I make you shriek
tone it down
to sweet melody

You sing with every breath I give
I get lost in your sounds

I love being with you because
together we make music.

My flute.



by RS, inspired by this from last year (click link)

Snippets from my head

It's funny that it was pouring rain on the unofficial but highly participated in white-shirt day of band camp. The humor mainly stems from the fact that I'm not in band camp this year, but my two annoying younger siblings are.

G-force is a good movie, but it was hard to watch. If it wasn't fictional I would cry out animal cruelty. I wanted to pick up those pigs up and cuddle them.

I had decided to be sad tomorrow because it was my almost move-in day. I could have had my freedom. But I thought I'll be happy for my friends if I hang out with them.

Eye throbbing feels weird. Make it stop. Though not as bad as a couple of days ago when my right hand was shaking and I couldn't drink a glass of water or use it on the computer. I'm glad that stopped.

Walking around community college to find my classes yesterday was weird. My English class is in a biology classroom and some buildings smell like a hospital.

Taylor Swift has many songs that I like. But wanna know what's a great song? Glitter in the Air by Pink. Love that song.

I am way too tired for 11:52 pm. Wake up!

Purple music

My computer and my MP3 player teamed up against me and destroyed all but one of my playlists. Since I had to wash the dishes last Wednesday, I decided that it would be a good time to re-do them (I hate washing dishes and listening to music is the only way I can get through it).

I don't have a lot of songs. I used about 3 GB out of 8 on my MP3 player. I don't like to buy music. As much as I love it, it's not worth my limited finances when there are things like free radio. So it's hard to pick out songs for my playlists when my choices are so limited and I don't have most of my favorite songs. But as I was making one entitled "Smiles" (songs that put me in a good mood), I came across one song from my not-so-distant past that I love. I feel like if I had to describe myself using songs this one would be one of them. The lyrics are:


Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh myself to sleep
It's my lullaby
Sometimes I drive so fast
Just to feel the danger
I wanna scream
It makes me feel alive

Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please

To walk within the lines
Would make my life so boring
I want to know that I
Have been to the extreme
So knock me off my feet
Come on now give it to me
Anything to make me feel alive

Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.

Let down your defenses
Use no common sense
If you look you will see
that this world is a beautiful
accident, turbulent, succulent
opulent permanent, no way
I wanna taste it
Don't wanna waste it away

Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh myself to sleep
It's my lullaby

Is it enough?
Is it enough?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please

Is it enough?
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
oh
I'd rather be anything but ordinary p lease.

My whole life has been a struggle to be 'anything but ordinary' , but whose hasn't? So far my life has been exactly ordinary. Efforts to combat this is what leads to the getting weird. As if all of my idiosyncrasies somehow add up to uniqueness. It isn't enough just to love, or to breath, or to die. There has to be more. I want to taste it.

And I want to taste it by going to University of Illinois and studying animal sciences. If I reach my ultimate goal of becoming a veterinarian, I feel as though my life will be fulfilling and I wouldn't be wasting it away. And once I am doing that, I won't be worrying about being "anything but ordinary" because I'll be doing something important to me.

This is a song that speaks to my heart and to my dreams. It's a song about something more, reaching for something more - goals. And goals are all I have in this world.

This song wouldn't fit in my "Smiles" playlist. That playlist is about outward happiness. So I made a new playlist and titled it "Purple". Purple is the color of my world.

And, yes. That is an Avril Lavigne song.

I'm sick

I'm sick, and everything is spinning, but you know what? CHRISTMAS MUSIC!!! Yes, it started today as I'm sure all of you I've been bugging about it will be glad to know. And because I'm sick, I get to be at home listening to it. Instead of at school like all of you. :)

My hair smells like smoke

Guess What? I just saw Smash Mouth! Of course, the only people who are reading this already know that. It was so much fun. I've never seen like a real band doing a real concert before. It was so much fun(did I already say that?). I bet my 10 year old self would be so excited.

I wanted the blue cotton candy

Tonight I went with my parents to see a band of old people, Jay and the Americans. We went because the new Jay, Jay number three, is a relative of ours. I think he's my grandma's cousin or something like that. Anyway, they were really good and their whole concert was like a reminiscence of all the good stuff they've done, and let me tell you these fellas have been around for a while. It was pretty cool though because they new a lot of famous musicians(also old), but I can't really tell you who because I don't really care about famous people (especially those on the older side). One of the only names I recognized I still really don't even know who he is (Neil Diamond, Anyone?). Just thought I'd tell you. The best part of the night was the cotton candy.