Every single day I'm realizing more and more how amazing my wife is.
I am unbelievably blessed.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Love 146
Monday, August 16, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Music and emotion
“A painter paints his pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence. We provide the music, and you provide the silence.” - Leopold Stokowski
I think that music is in itself just undifferentiated emotion. Emotion waiting to be labeled.
Songwriters find it on accident sometimes, like buried treasure. The right melody or combination of chords stumbles out of their mouth or hands, and there it is: an emotion. Happiness. Sadness. Regret. Hope.
A good songwriter can get onto it like a surfer clumsily riding a wave. He or she knows where it is, can find it, and can even manage to tame it sometimes by attaching their message to it.
GREAT songwriters knows how to make it. They know what they want to express, and then they do so.
That's my greatest dream and goal.
Examples?
I think that music is in itself just undifferentiated emotion. Emotion waiting to be labeled.
Songwriters find it on accident sometimes, like buried treasure. The right melody or combination of chords stumbles out of their mouth or hands, and there it is: an emotion. Happiness. Sadness. Regret. Hope.
A good songwriter can get onto it like a surfer clumsily riding a wave. He or she knows where it is, can find it, and can even manage to tame it sometimes by attaching their message to it.
GREAT songwriters knows how to make it. They know what they want to express, and then they do so.
That's my greatest dream and goal.
Examples?
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Dreams
I've been having some insane dreams lately.
My favorite involved rats, old TV's, and a wonderful mother of a friend/english teacher of mine. In the dream, we were talking about poetry, and she said this:
"Sometimes poetry so perfectly describes how I feel, that I think I must have written it myself and forgotten that I did."
I seriously love that quote, even if my subconscious version of Mrs. Luoma made it up.
My favorite involved rats, old TV's, and a wonderful mother of a friend/english teacher of mine. In the dream, we were talking about poetry, and she said this:
"Sometimes poetry so perfectly describes how I feel, that I think I must have written it myself and forgotten that I did."
I seriously love that quote, even if my subconscious version of Mrs. Luoma made it up.
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