Thursday, August 18, 2005
LOLOLOLOL.
Doc Wong said in class today that the SSO sounds like S.O.S. I dunno. I've only heard them play once as the accompaniment for AbigailSin's concert. But true. I guess. I dunno how you can hear it. But maybe the chemistry just wasn't there. Cuz although im an orchestral junkie, when i heard the SSO that one time, it wasnt as exciting as the Moscow Virtuosi or even the Philharmonic Youth Winds. The Moscow Virtuosi was really spectacular. Wonderful. Fantastic. Maestoso.
Anyway. I have no idea since when i became so obssessed with all these art and music views and stands. i get a lot of realisations and stuff i suppose. like. yeah. and inspirations. And Doc Wong also said sumthing about discussing the difference between art and music with ms ching. sumthing like, when you do art, you see instant result, but music takes time. and when you mess up in art, u can call it abstract, but when you mess up in music, ur doomed. Then how do you define the quality of art? Is it just like the orchestra thing, that when you see it, you feel it? In art, like the 3-D thing, the japanese see imperfections as art. even in vignette, the random accidents can sometimes create radical video modern art effects. hmm.
and oh, music, should really be part of our compulsory curriculum. its scientifically proven to help with our brains. so why doubt? the music no longer assists in developing science and other education.
Sceince and others reinforce art.And mr wee is leaving the school in sept////NOOOOOOOOOOOOOoOOO
mr wee cant leave!!!!he's like, the best teacher!.....sigh.......unlike some people, i don't just appreciate tecahers who are hot. ; P
And brahms. I tried to swallow that obscure cambridge guide. having indigestion. all i was trying to do was to find what emotional state he was in when he composed the Romanze Op. 118 No.5....i found sumthing on some freakish music analysing blog. must check again. That blog person said something about the ternary form or whatever. anyway, i did that cuz the romanze, according to my dictinary, is "a piece of music without specific form, but with personal and private emotions or tenderness". something along that line..haha. so i haf to prove to my ex-teacher (or soon to be), that i have enough "emotional capacity" to do that. the thing is,
do i?
and i finally finished that book on freud. dont really get it at all. seriously.the pattern kept repeating. something about the child(boy) getting jealous of the dad and desires for the mom then later killed the dad when he grows up. nothing seems literal. but anyway, despite confusion, the message was apparently, everything is sex.
what can i say? freud was supposed to be a psycho. sort of.
but i like the way he thinks.
posted @ 7:31 AM
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