I used to be a pretty crap golfer and would lose loads of balls, but i would always finish the round with about 2 dozen more than that i started with.
AND (!) I forgot to mention about the time when money literally rained down on me ... haha !! I was walking in a large crowd outside the fences of a temporary fair/carnival and I suddenly see bills just raining down ... somebody was on a ride inside the park, where they went upside down and somehow their money was falling out of their pockets and floated right to me ... hee hee.
Clearly you are not a composer! Things like that rarely if ever happen to members of that fraternity...Best,Alistair
Clearly you are not a composer! Things like that rarely if ever happen to members of that fraternity...
Though I believe you, I'm convinced that K is a composer
Would I be wrong in saying things like that rarely happen to any fraternity...or are you using this, trying to suggest composers have limited fortune or no luck, Alistair?
It's okay. I'll pity you!
I simply pointed out that, if K is indeed a composer, she'll almost certainly tell us about that (at least if she feels disposed to do so).Best,Alistair
The whole Universe hears my work, many people have just not quite realized it yet .
OK - so perhaps we mere mortals at pianostreet can (and perhaps should) wait...Best,Alistair (who, it is apparently said, also composes things on occasion)...
Well, first of all, I don't believe that I am more or less immortal than anyone else. Secondly, to be quite honest, my "mortal" self is struggling at the time with feeling as though I have any idea under the sun how to express my musical thoughts, especially in the form of composition. It's not that there are not things in there to be expressed, it's just like they are too huge for my actual tools/technique/know-how or so. I mean, some of that has to do with the idea that I have a difficult time putting ANYTHING down if it seems as though it might just be junk. Most of the times I have tried to actually really start writing anything, it only gets so far before I don't know what to do anymore. Along those lines, I don't know how to improvise anymore either, and this is not because I am currently studying piano music (it seems that some people think that one kills the other or so, and I personally do NOT believe that). It is that everything I do sounds to me boring and the same and unoriginal and I hate it. I have had times like this in my life before, believe me, I know. When I listen to my improvs from a year/couple/few years ago, some of it sounds okay to me, but anything that actually sounds like music, it's like I have no idea where that came from/who that person was/how that actually came out. And, along those lines, I NEVER want to go back to being that person that I was then. I HATED that life. HATED, HATED, HATED it.I would like to study composition again ... I would also love to play the violin again. I would also love to play the cello. And, of course, it would be great fun to better learn how to playt the French horn, how to play the Bassoon and the guitar. I'd also love to learn how to fluently speak German, Spanish, French, Italian, Russian, Japanese, Chinese and whatever else I could manage. It would be fun to draw more, as well, and of course paint and study art in general. Not to mention I would love to develop my sculpting and pottery skills ... and I have always fancied making jewelry. I would love to write more, come to think of it, and I wish I could set aside time to study mathematics, especially. Those are on the top of my list anyway. Aside from that, I would love to see the world, you know, travel a little ... or a lot. In the meantime, I guess I will try to figure out how to actually live this bloody life ... while parts of me get greyer and saggier by the moment, and I sink further and further away from making that list of "attractive pianists" ... you know, when I cease to be anywhere close to what everybody really cares about anyway !Thirdly, I HAVE posted many an imporv, and even some actual "compositions". The fact that you have never listened to them is not my fault, I think, nor does it mean I am not a composer. If all else fails, I will just rely on that piece of paper somewhere in some binder that says I won some award for composition when I was smaller.
Karli, I hope that I am not overstepping any marks here, but whether or not I may unreasonably be perceived to do so, I do rather think that you appear to be asking just too much of yourself here - all those instruments, improvisations, composition, piano, singing, mathematics, jewellery making, etc. etc. I am not for one moment suggesting that you should not pursue any one of these lines but in the end something has to take precedence, for your own sake and for the sake of what it is that you are best suited to doing. I have never suggested, nor sought to suggest, whether or to what extent you may be a composer (pace your own words here - not mine!), for that would not only be grossly arrogant of me but would also possibly risk discouraging you (and indeed others) from addressing the art of composition which is an essential for all musicians to address.I wish you the best of good fortune in what you do - and I do so from the standpoint of being a non-performer who finds composition very difficult - essential to just getting from one day to the next, yet, but immensely difficult nonetheless, at least in terms of getting it all as it should be; there's no use in what might turn out to be second best (for me, at least) and so I release perhaps a good deal less than I might otherwise do (yet still perhaps too much - who knows?...)Best,Alistair
Honestly, I spend much of my life unhappy and upset, even much of it actually mad.
Well, this is wrong and should not be allowed to continue. However, judging by some of your posts on here, i am not altogether surprised.Every person on this Earth has the right to be happy and make changes to their life if they are not.What you say makes me sad.Thal
Karli, your the most thoughtful person I know
She does seem to be all round nice person.Massive rib crushing thalhug to karliThal
I don't have Thal's embonpoint and in all probabilty do not possess his arm muscles either, but may I offer another hug to K from such body and arms as I do possess?
Don't get too worked up about these things. "My life" - as you put it quite often - can and usually will find its own level rather more easily than you, Karli, might suspect - so at least try to let it do so; let whatever comes to you make its effect - and then endeavour to respond to each and every influence appropriately - your instinct will let you do this well as long as you allow it to do so.Best,Alistair
embonpoint
I must admit that i had to look this up. I have learnt many new words from reading your posts.I like to think you might have learnt a couple from mine Thal
Yes, sure . *accepts hug from Alistair's body and arms* (and your mind ).
Okay, I'll admit that didn't happen to me but instead it happened to Sir Thomas Beecham when he and Horowitz made their crazy New York debut together. BUT it's so entirely hilarious sounding that I kind of hope that DOES happen to me someday ... or at least some near equivalent, and if it doesn't, whilst I am 101 and laying on my last earthly pillow, I shall imagine, falsely remember my life, and pretend to myself (and with whatever audience i have at the time) as though it did !
And sorry, loon, but I'm a lesbian.
I just found another $1 bill a couple of hours ago .
haha ... well, let's just say that my bank account just found $150/month for three months
That was from me for advice given.See other thread.