Big puzzles are made of small pieces.
Still collecting my pieces.
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Big puzzles are made of small pieces.
Still collecting my pieces.
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I had food poisoning last week.
Sample Used:
“Rocketeer Cover” – Clara C.
One of the most challenging things to do in life is start something knowing there is a chance it may not get done. School assignments, work assignments, heck, it’s hard to start watching a new television show when you know you won’t have enough time to get through the whole series. What’s the point of just getting half-way, right?
I have about three half-done research articles, six stories I’ve started to write, thirty four novels I’ve started to read and hundreds of songs, tracks, beats and musical ideas started and unfinished lying in my closet. And so I guess you can say I’m fairly unaccomplished.
Everyone is measured by their final product. There are no part-marks in real life. And yet I keep being that sucker that starts things I know I can’t finish. Starting the marathon at 7 even though I know I have somewhere to be at 9. I probably could have just stayed home and not started. But then again, I just learned half a marathon more than the next guy.
The real-world might not acknowledge my part-marks, but my unfinished business has left me a whole bunch of part-marks better than I would be otherwise.
The following is an idea I had from 2008. There are a couple of things in life that I’m really fond of: Music, cranes (construction), Mathematics, and shoes. Oh, and I’m also really fond of fantasy tales, especially those with dungeons and dragons and fair princesses and dark knights. As such, I set out to write a 5-movement work that depicted the tale of “Moon Knight” (not related to the Marvel Comic Book character). I created a theme for the protagonist knight, a fair lady, and started on an idea for the evil dragon. This work came to an abrupt end in April 2008 because universities do this thing at the end of every term that messes everything up for everybody. Exams. Soon after, slept productions got super busy with other projects, I got busy with personal things, and so I imagine this tale will forever remain incomplete. Still, I gained so much during this process that I cannot regret any of the hours I put into this little work.
The entire work is called “The Tale of Moon Knight” and the movements complete so far are “Moon Knight” and “My Fair Lady”. I’ve also included the beginning of the third movement, “Enter the Dragon”. No final mix. Nothing. Just unfinished business.
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The night trembles, the cold submits its senses.
The darkness leaves him unnoticed as the world lay asleep.
But as sure as the site of the sun is to follow that of the moon,
There will she be, his fairest lady.
Good morning, Lady Sun
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The bowl was perfectly packed. The lighter, in his usual left-hand, was ready for use when his phone began to vibrate. He passed me the pipe and exited to the kitchen for some privacy. I began to light, but couldn’t help but overhear some of the conversation.
Hello. Oh hey sweetie. That’s today? I’m sorry babe, but I just won’t be able to make it. I am swamped with work. Yeah, I know. Tell your parents I miss them too. When work slows down a bit, we’ll find some time for each other, okay? For now, I’ll come over later tonight? After work? Okay, I need to get back to work. Love you too.
He hurriedly walked back into the room, tucking his phone in his pocket.
“Don’t think I didn’t notice you stole my turn bro. Send that shit back.”
I passed the pipe back across the table, tossed the lighter to his signature left-hand, and began to question his decision-making.
“Man. This is like the fifth week in a row you’ve canceled on her. And this time her family too?”
He looked up grinning. “I know, eh? Bitch can’t take a hint. Must be so in love with me.”
“She really is. And it seems like her friends and family really like you too.”
“What can I say? Everybody loves me!” He lit the bowl and began to toke.
“But if you don’t feel the same way, don’t you think she deserves to know? Give her a chance for something else?”
He looked at me curiously but continued to hold his breath. His mouth opened and smoke slowly cleared as he spoke.
“That, my friend, is why after we’re done here, my hands will be playing with Tiff’s hair while yours will be split between navigating a web-page and playing in your pocket” he mocked. “The way I see it, she doesn’t need me to LOVE her. She just needs something to talk to her girlfriends about. Someone for her to love. As far as she knows, this is love. Not my fault she doesn’t know shit.”
He paused to celebrate his clever remark.
“Look. What she doesn’t know can’t hurt her. And no way for her to know. Not like you’re going to tell her?”
“She probably wouldn’t believe me anyway”, I joked.
He smiled and passed the lighter and pipe. “That’s the spirit!”
I looked in the bowl and determined one more take was doable. I lit the contents and pulled as deep into my body as I could. Maybe the pain in my lungs will mask that of my heart.
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Sample(s) Used:
“Everybody Loves You” – Jenn Grant
“Fidelity” – Regina Spektor
Everyone has made a mistake…
Everyone has tripped, fell, broke a leg, broke a heart..
Whether it be failing a test, or being failed by a friend, we’ve all been in that state of fear, state of disarray, when it feels like everything that can possibly go wrong, just so happens to.
Friends and family try to bring us out of our grief. Console us, amuse us, genuinely believe in us. And yet we want none of it. We want nothing more than to run to our rooms, get under the covers, close our eyes, and keep them closed forever…
Until that moment..
That moment when you no longer want to be left in the dark. The moment when you choose to console yourself, amuse yourself, genuinely believe in you and everything you’re capable of. The moment that you decide you’re tired of falling down.
Gravity? I’d say it’s a pretty neat phenomenon. The ability to overcome it? Even neater.
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Sample(s) Used: “Gravity” – Alison Krauss & Union Station
For the last 20 some years, I’ve been the same person.. I’ve learned a few things, experienced a bit, but overall, I am more-or-less the same person.
Over those same 20 odd years, I’ve met at least 20 people (maybe more), some friends and some family, some associates and acquaintances, but I’d say I’ve met at least a few people who have enough insight to say they “know me well”.
So the question I have is, if I am, and have been, the same basic person, why is there no single standard descriptor used when people “in the know” describe me?
It only struck me the other day when one of my good friends described me as “impractical”. It was the first time I had ever heard it used with me and so wasn’t sure what to think. Later that same night, I hit up a bar with some Bomb Dawgs and asked them what they thought. General impression:
“Yeah, I can see that. You’re pretty outlandish too.”
What?! Outlandish!?
Since then, I’ve taken note of all kinds of descriptors, such as; “nice”, “sweet”, “ambitious”, “lazy”, “responsible”, “reckless”, “handsome”
….
Everyone knows that perspectives vary. Everyone has heard a song that they can’t help but keep on repeat, or a movie that struck the exact right chord, only to have friends shit on their opinions.
But that’s art, right? Different strokes for different folks? Well with people too, perspective is quite significant.
A room-mate that is very punctual with cleaning up after themselves, may be “responsible” to you, but “obsessive’ to another. We all acknowledge this fact, accept that we can’t please everyone, and go on doing what we do, how we do.
But I don’t like just acknowledging things. I need to EMBRACE them! (Yep.. Outlandish)
That’s the major intent of this blog. To embrace the idea of perception.
I want you to read an entry, listen to a song, and share your perspective.
Some people like to use their blogs as a means to express their thoughts, which is cool, and what I’ll be doing as well, but I really want this to be a forum of discussion, an opportunity to learn others’ thoughts too.
I want to know all the things I do but am unaware of based on the limited field of vision that comes with being human. I want to know when music is “good” or “bad”, when I’m being “reasonable” or “outlandish”.
I have no intentions of pleasing everyone. I will always do as I feel and write music the way I know, but in order to gain the largest insight into my music, and myself, I need to hear as many perspectives as I can.
If all I wanted to know about myself was what I can see, I’d step in front of a mirror and see the reflection.
But that’s not what I want.
I want to know more than I can see. I want a broader view.
I want another reflection.
- Arun