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Faced with the unutterable, words still disintigrate...
And ever new, out of the most quivering stones, music builds her divine house in useless space.
-Rilke
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I am moody.
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[I am not very good at html]
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sometimes i wish... [a blog]
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Tuesday, May 07, 2002
today:
i was sick.tired.gross.
i spent alot of time thinking about selfish things
i made music:
-worked on writing song i actually like. so far have 4 piano parts [well, 3 and a 4th i want to layer on top of one of the others eventually]
-arranged and learned "Everyone's Beautiful" on piano
-started to learn "Pyramid Song" on piano by Radiohead
-recorded the 1st 2 on a crappy tape player so i can actually -remember- them!!!!!!
i don't think music is selfish if you make it. i mean, it's a mutually beneficial thing if you end up getting it out so others can enjoy it.
who knows, maybe i'll actually contribute something pretty to the world someday
for now i am going to sleep.
maybe i'll skip the ap tomorrow
bye bye $78 [down the drain!]
g'night
11:29 PM
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