Friday, June 29, 2001

FEAR: I'd never heard of Little Marcy before a friend sent me this link. I feel as if I was robbed of a deeply amusing portion of my childhood.
A moment of zen: I've found that I can induce an almost trance-like state by repeatedly playing a particular piece of music. The characteristics of the trance induced varies wildly depending on what I'm listening to. Lateralus on repeat put me into a dark, creepy place that mildly freaked me out. "Daphnis et Chloe" on repeat turned me into a teary-eyed romantic, gushing at everything I saw.

This week, I've been playing Carl Orff's "Carmina Burana" because I have to memorize it in two weeks. (I await gasps of shock and horror from the people who know the piece.) So ,far, I've been very listless and sluggish; I've stopped eating regularly and can't be bothered to do anything around the house when get home. I think this is more due to stress over having to learn the piece than the music itself. It's pretty easy and extremely repetitive, but has approximately 1,395,660,326,425.59 words in it, all of which are either an early form of German or Latin. GRR. I haven't been this stressed about music since doing that 2-second Ravel solo for the last Concordia Society concert (which went well, but was HORRIBLY recorded).

Wednesday, June 27, 2001

A word to the wise: If, by chance, you are browsing through a record store and you come across a CD titled Jorio Presents Cyberdiva which bills itself as trance music based on operatic arias and you find yourself intriguied, DO NOT BUY IT. Instead of a bunch of thrilling reinterpretations of Purcell, Martini, Vivaldi, and Puccini, I got substandard no-imagination trance music with a decidedly average mezzo warbling in the background. 65 minutes of my life wasted, just like that.


Monday, June 25, 2001

Rock and Roll: Friend Kate's band The Lollies has been mentioned as part of NME's coverage of the Ladyfest tour. Check out the article, then check out their site. Fun stuff, sez I.
Air Guitar World Championships: This is just the thing needed to kick off the work week. Feel the RAWK and remember not to lose you air guitar.