I almost feel sorry for people who can’t be in the moment enough to totally love playing and listening to wonderful (Brazilian in this case) music so much that it is life, pure joy, right now, never before, never after, always now.
ain’t necessarily an endorphins thing, though they seem to do this sometimes also.
just an in the moment thing.
and a love harmony and rhythm (or melody) thing.
Guess I’m just lucky, and man life would suck if this wasn’t enough.
me blessed.
yay music.
trying to control WHAT others appreciate about you is one thing.
but believing that you don’t deserve appreciation simply for normal human qualities is QUITE another, particularly if it causes to try to control what others appreciate about you.
it might even lead you to not present yourself for a great many experiences, because you think that all you have to offer is being abnormal, extreme, crazy, weird, special, different. (it’s not like people didn’t make me feel guilty for being normal as a child, nor appreciate me only when I was special and different (they did, and they did, nor is it like many of my interests genuinely were and ARE in things that are less common and normal than some.)
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nothing like 7/16 at the same time as 2/4 (that is. 8/16)
7 against 8 every two beats…. oh yeah. what kinda crazy people (INDIANS) made such music?
http://www.ustream.tv/recorded/59634254
it’s at 23:45if you’s impatient
CALARTS I LOVE YA!
that is all.
look how DISCIPLINED I am… I bought a movie (Jupiter Ascending) that I’ve been DYING to see,…
AND…
due to me trying to write my 3rd BoorBaar piece (which we’re recording soon)
I haven’t even OPENED it yet.
HOWS THAT for DISCIPLINE?!
1. they are SUPPOSED to by about my percussion ensemble
BOORBAAR, and our crazed rhythms.
2. they are in fact very few as of yet, the posts.
3. they have so far been about things seemingly unrelated yet which are actually “connected” to boorbaar, but in way likely only obvious to me.
bear with me on that.
ok, what the fuck possessed me last night? get this:
1. first I stayed up till like 4:15am wednesday morning, and from 10:30 pm till 2am, wrote crazy music.
2. 7 hours sleep, and at 3pm I drove like 45 miles. I then tried to get health insurance. ….
3. I then drove 20 more miles and played African music for 2.5 hours, and sweated profusely and WAS getting cardio. OOH yeah>
4. I then ACTUALLY thought that I’d have enough energy to drive 65 miles AND “THEN” KEEP WORKING ON MUSIC till 2am.
I even drank coffee. yet I was yawning a lot.
5. I drove the 65 miles, got home, was a pile, and passed out with the lights on.
6. I then SLEPT THROUGH PILATES this morning…
what the hell was I thinking, and why, as always, am I “THIS” out of touch with my body and what it/I can handle?
it’s like I
m 6 years old and think I’m immortal and am surprised when I get tired ever.
this some kinda guy thing?
what else is it too?
balls.
all of a sudden I’m playing African music HERE, and THERE, and M T W and S TOO. MY MY. and I TEACH it this summer TOO! YAA
if I’m not proverbially warmed up (Highly Stimulated, I mean)
I can’t really do much, other than attempt to become so.
like when you are hungry, or sleepy, the best thing to do is eat and sleep.
I bear this in mind.
I must bear this in mind.
it’s pretty hard to be motivated, to get moving with something, if you are simply cold and your proverbial engine has no umph or anything yet….
you must use “something” that DOES get you going…
drumming in a non lame way with people who are extreme does this, as do some other things, mostly physical…
perhaps this is why people exercise first thing?
but alas, Pilates in the morning doesn’t really do it…
something, something ELSE may… CARDIO…. a cool kind…
the kind that HOTTENS. …
African Dance in the Morning, perhaps.
this perhaps is why ROBERT WILSON (he made Einstein on the Beach) taught MOVEMENT THERAPY for Hyperactive Children, after which they COULD concentrate better on “mundane” things.
THIS is the way!
how long have we (I) known this and yet I still fail most of the time to achieve it? I am addicted to LOW GRADE STIMULATION. DOWN WITH FACEBOOK!
Thought of the Day:
facebook is garbage, as are other things.
I played music for 5 hours today.
I have like no desire to post all manner of facebook crap.
perhaps I should do more “substantive things”, they seem more satiating.
the music I played was rhythmically insane, stimulating, and long-lasting, not to mention exhausting merely from STANDING that long… yes, I stand drumming in this group