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do no justice to the beauty they actually represent
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This, of_course, assumes that those particular notes represent beautiful_music.
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I want to learn to read them so I can hear you better
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i don't bother to look at pages of unbeautiful music. i have no use for such things. there was a time when i was forced to ( grad_school ) as music school in general exposes you to such things. i know the argument for modern and post_modern art mostly that 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder' but more specifically with music we definitely have to learn how to draw the line between music and noise people. novelty does not make you a musical genius. it makes you a passing fad, if you're lucky. and in the millenia or so of western musical history, there is a reason why things that have gone unthought of have been unthought of for this long: they suck.
in it's early days, western music was entertainment for people who didn't know what a radio or television was, let alone the internet and youtube. people actually danced to bach's gavottes and gigues and sarabandes. they weren't some ivory tower esoteric exercise that gave you smarty pants points for knowing or listening to. 'classical' music is dying in this country because mostly an entire century of composers forgot one, if not the most important, part: melody. that us simple minded folk like music we can hum while taking a shower. that most people don't give a fuck about dodecaphonic matrices and extended techniques that sound like my rattling_radiator when it wakes me up in the middle of the night. the most famous, often programmed pieces in the pantheon: the ones that have distinctly beautiful melodies. beethoven's ninth symphony, anything by mozart, and even those few brave souls of the 20th century that were accused of being neoclassicists like my well loved and well championed shostakovich .
plus, i'm a libra so i have dedicated my life to beauty in most of it's more obvious forms. although school did open me up to the more orthodox of modern art.
(my father has accused me over much of being close minded lately, which strikes me as dramatic_irony of an almost shakesperean kind)
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not even notes_on_the_page
but aleatoric road maps
and schematics for early home made synthesizers
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i may never be the classical performer i intended because of that fucking accident, but i have filled the intervening years with inspiring little ones to write their own notes and only practicing the notes on the page that stir my heart. for a while, i actually made decent money at it too.
that's all i can ask for.
i went to the sheet music store to buy the beethoven violin concerto, a self_made incentive to find my way back to the violin, my big headphones hanging around my neck, the hip_hop i rock my walks to silent as i paid for the paper.
'what are you listening to?'
' brother_ali '
the classical music nerd behind the counter cocked his head to the side in confusion 'oh' with the same tone my niece used when she was confused as a small child.
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beauty, in music, has many kinds. some noisy examples are swans, arto lindsey, massacre and fred frith, conlon nancarrow. beauty is in the (post-modern) ear of the beholder, but it is also in the mind of the creator. i find some accidental and noisy sounds very musical. when i was young, i used to sing harmony to an upright vacuum cleaner. to me, it was very beautiful. joy is where you find it.
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My parent's old vacuum was a G, sometimes a G sharp.
I've never been that good at sight reading. The past couple of weeks I randomly decided to try and improve by playing hymns from the old Presbyterian hymnbook - hoping notes on the page will become sounds more easily, given mediating fingers and a keyboard (now a small electric one). My mother must think I'm terribly religious. I'm not living up to What Would James Joyce Do at all.
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I envy those who can follow an orchestra score and hear the different parts in their mind. Still, I'd think even for geniuses it'd help to hear it played first.
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