umm, this is mostly just a list so i can kind of remember some of what i did this last week. it may not really be that interesting.
So, i’ve done more than my fair share of grumbling, complaining, wretching, sighing, whatever, about how no one plays (live) music in our living room anymore.
(see, people used to hang out at our house and just pick up that guitar in the corner and play…sometimes there would suddenly be more guitars and various percussion. Or (nor really in the living room) when Becky and Jen would sit on the balcony and play, play, play, and people would sometimes come by and sing. then of course it moved to the back porch and the djembe was added.)
i think i’ll have to shut up for awhile.
Let’s see….(shimmery, wavey filmstrip color wash fade to flashback like the old movies)
Last Thursday i got to hear landon play and sing and elise sing, and Sharon play to practice for The Foote’s wedding. it was great and vaguely reminiscent of years past. this was followed by Friday and the Actual Wedding which was Mauve-elous (actually it was coral-ish, but ya know). so this was more of the same music as the day before plus landon playing at the reception.
we drove back Friday night so we could enjoy an Entire Day of music.
Saturday! Taborstock! “Did you know that Tabor was copying Woodstock? I could hear the drums all day…boom, boom, boom.” said the little old lady at church Sunday. hmm, yes, something like that. we heard more Landon Tucker, Radiant Effect, i268, Chasing Eleanor, Abandon Kansas, SP&D, and Stephen Speaks (i may have forgotten someone, eh). Pretty sweet, and only my leg got sunburned.
Sunday i listened to “Gospel Hill and Friends” practice. aka Dr. Ressler, jen, norm, laura, josh, and Bethany, and a banjo player. i watched the practice so i could go to the Tabor Band concert. It was awesome! Angie totally rocked the Rhapsody for Flute. and they did a great suite from Pirates of the Carribean.
OK, so this feel pretty stinkin’ long since i filled this piece of paper at Guitar Recital. so Monday-Thursday will appear in part 2.
Friday, May 04, 2007
Thursday, May 03, 2007
Whew, that's outa the way!
Oh goody. i got the Depressing Post of the Year (or at least a while). Up next.... My Almost Entire Week of LIVE Music..... tomorrow. cause even though i wrote part of it tonight at the latest live event, i'm too tired to type it up.
hasta manana.
ciao.
hasta manana.
ciao.
Blue\Funk
*WARNING* This is fairly long, and not quite as well thought out as i would like. Read at your own Risk.
So, there’s this mood-swing-type-thing that happens to me in the Spring. It’s something that i always kind of associated with having too much homework and procrastinating because of spring fever. Apparently that’s not the problem, cause i have a case of what i like to call the Blue\Funk.
What it is:
Blue\Funk is what i call it, because i go from being Blue to being in a just plain Funky mood like the swing of a pendulum, sometimes in the matter of minutes. Now, you must understand what i mean by Blue. This not quite a “woe is me” or “in the depths of despair,” obviously, otherwise it would be called that, and i might need professional help. this is just Blue. kind of like the sky after dusk. or the sky when it’s thunderstormy, and it all looks tossed about…that feeling. Blue is kind of a melancholy contentedness. i’m not sure if i can explain that. i’m content not in a HaPpY *big cheesy grin* kind of way, but a completely content, but in a bittersweet sort of way. (I also tend to contemplate my life a whole lot more.)
This of course leads me to explain my definition of Funk. This is not like “whoa, what’s that funky smell?!” and not the state of fear (as Merriam-webster mentions). Nor is it the common Mennonite name of Funk. This is more like the musical kind of Funk. like Thirstborne’s Funk Song, or maybe moreso their AcoustiFunk Song version. It just makes you want to dance, you can’t help but moving. Generally when i swing toward Funk i get kinda hyper. this is also interesting because i’m more likely to be Funky when others are around.
What it has caused me to do:
I’ve frequently stood on random pieces of furniture. Normally chairs, but sometimes desks…i haven’t met a table quite sturdy enough yet. i generally like using furniture incorrectly, which i think i have mentioned before, but this time i’m generally much more hyper. i think i’ve scared my roommate. or maybe just been a form of amusement for her.
I guess i felt like sharing, because this is a ‘neurosis theory’ i’m trying to work out, and i needed to put it into words. cause sometimes i have a hard time figuring myself out and putting it into words. And, i really wasn’t expecting to have to deal with it this year, since i’m not it school. Maybe it’s because in the Spring there’s always change on the wind. and while i like the wind, it can make me a little restless.
Random Thought:
I think that bimonthly get-togethers, or at least phone calls should be manditory for friends after college graduation. (i'm sick of having people fade out of my life!)
So, there’s this mood-swing-type-thing that happens to me in the Spring. It’s something that i always kind of associated with having too much homework and procrastinating because of spring fever. Apparently that’s not the problem, cause i have a case of what i like to call the Blue\Funk.
What it is:
Blue\Funk is what i call it, because i go from being Blue to being in a just plain Funky mood like the swing of a pendulum, sometimes in the matter of minutes. Now, you must understand what i mean by Blue. This not quite a “woe is me” or “in the depths of despair,” obviously, otherwise it would be called that, and i might need professional help. this is just Blue. kind of like the sky after dusk. or the sky when it’s thunderstormy, and it all looks tossed about…that feeling. Blue is kind of a melancholy contentedness. i’m not sure if i can explain that. i’m content not in a HaPpY *big cheesy grin* kind of way, but a completely content, but in a bittersweet sort of way. (I also tend to contemplate my life a whole lot more.)
This of course leads me to explain my definition of Funk. This is not like “whoa, what’s that funky smell?!” and not the state of fear (as Merriam-webster mentions). Nor is it the common Mennonite name of Funk. This is more like the musical kind of Funk. like Thirstborne’s Funk Song, or maybe moreso their AcoustiFunk Song version. It just makes you want to dance, you can’t help but moving. Generally when i swing toward Funk i get kinda hyper. this is also interesting because i’m more likely to be Funky when others are around.
What it has caused me to do:
I’ve frequently stood on random pieces of furniture. Normally chairs, but sometimes desks…i haven’t met a table quite sturdy enough yet. i generally like using furniture incorrectly, which i think i have mentioned before, but this time i’m generally much more hyper. i think i’ve scared my roommate. or maybe just been a form of amusement for her.
I guess i felt like sharing, because this is a ‘neurosis theory’ i’m trying to work out, and i needed to put it into words. cause sometimes i have a hard time figuring myself out and putting it into words. And, i really wasn’t expecting to have to deal with it this year, since i’m not it school. Maybe it’s because in the Spring there’s always change on the wind. and while i like the wind, it can make me a little restless.
Random Thought:
I think that bimonthly get-togethers, or at least phone calls should be manditory for friends after college graduation. (i'm sick of having people fade out of my life!)
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