Dmn, I had missed that post of your up there... the force-feeding excuse is as poor as Queen Elizabeth's sense of style..: I rediscovered or, rather, truly discovered, Flaubert, Byron, Austen or Lope once I had gained the training to appreciate their specific writing, and not just the general style, subject or their mere inclusion in a school program.
AS for my preference, I mentioned it, but I will try to make it more obvious: I have always had a longing to attain what can satisfy me fully, in my own performance as in what surrounds me, and one of my biggest obsessions ever since I was a kid is to experience a moment of maximal plenitude... since I do not trust that I will ever be able to produce it myself, much less to find real love or/and friendship, and not just petty ordinary life pet-love, I stick to Racine or Mozart, until I pass away, I think that is the idea.
From Mozart I used to listen and enjoy just the grrrrreat works (Piano concertos, quartets and quintets, last three violin, K364, a couple sonatas... you know...) except for his symphonies: you can see from my posts that I have always adored every composition (well, mauybe except from just a couple - one, two- of his very earlier ones) but now, just like I have been developing a greater sensibility along with a deeper (though still way to go) knowledge of musical composition. That's how now I am getting for the auditive what I got years ago for the visual, and learned, instinctively, not forced in any way, to realize how fugly is Puccini or how pale and decadent the Casta Diva is compared with any Mozart aria, just like Schönfeld or Rosa can be so superior to David or Ingres (blwwwwaaahhh!!) or Bouguereau in their own terms.
one thing about the closet/you don't have to hurry/it will be bad tomorrow/so brother, don't you worry![]()
Something new... just released two weeks ago.
back to back
Foxy's lyrics talk a story, a reality.
Lonely Sky......Lonely Sky
Lonely Looking Sky
I'm about to take a nap, and this mix is really helping to calm me down.
I need a minimum sense of connection to be able to connect to something, I don't think I can ever relate with Molière, his language, culture, customs of his times, they seem so alien to me...
Can we agree on the fact that you didn't appreciate some authors because you lacked something required to apprehend them at the time?
I don't know how old you are, it's a bit sad that you apparently never experienced such plenitude through love yet, even if only once
Have you tried LSD/ecstasy ?
Ok but what about Bach, Vivaldi or Rachmaninov? Does Mozart have a monopoly on connecting with your heart?
Like the "sense of connection" other people need to identify with or, at least, get interested enough in Scottish landlords or conspiring muderers of the Middle Ages, sharpshooters of the Far West or thug criminals of American hoods of the 2000s?
What I lacked was the sense of discernement and the experience to tell the difference between Flaubert's and Hammett's narrative style, or between the former's descriptive style and that of Zola; to appreciate the rhythm and flow of a Byron and a Pope, the Lope of Olmedo and that of Fuenteovejuna, or that of the prose of Austen or Defoe's Crusoe and that of Dickens, Scott and Swift.
So you give further proof that people who fall madly in love, and not just get ridiculously infatuated as has been my case sometime, are people who, not simply are out of their senses, but have no senses left at all anymore.
Bach makes the cut. People would get revolted any time the triad Mozart-Beethoven-Bach is mentioned, because it means nothing to them, just a repetitive refrain that gets on their nerves like that in a song of the Princess of Poop (sic), but they would not react the same when The Beatles or whatever are mentioned as some godly staples of music "of all time" (which we can assume must include absolutely everything down from Euripides or Machaut down to Gaga.
If you want to torture me and kill me, seriously, use Vivaldi. I won't even "stoop to discussing" the other one.
Roots (no, Not Jimmy Fallons Questo and...either) Different moods, different music for me
Lonely Sky......Lonely Sky
Lonely Looking Sky
I wish someone would finally render all that music AS the XVIIIth century intented... not just more or less approximately.
The Binding of Isaac - The Binding of Isaac
I ... guess?
I really have no idea what you're talking about... are you talking of Hollywood movies?
In other words, one needs variety in exposure to gain discernment and appreciation... correct?
I didn't give any proof because that hasn't happened to me than I know of so far, I only know infatuation which is indeed chemical tricks in one's brain... I wouldn't say it's ridiculous though, or is breathing ridiculous? Is eating ridiculous? Did you mean vulgar?
Love... all I know of it comes from literature or third parties ... I choose to give them the benefit of doubt and I'll let you know if I ever experience that mad love thing !
Sure, as long as you promise not to cover the music with your screams as you're slowly dying
Johan I am loving it....
I came across a song for Cotton:
I am loving this guys music... this a title you may have heard and also a beautifully written song....
The truth is you're the weak. And I'm the tyranny of evil men. But I'm tryin,
~Jules WInnfield - Pulp Fiction
Incidentally, that's my favourite part.
I also love the track that starts just after the 1:00:00 mark.
Great taste, I love this song. I was actually introduced to it when a music promoter I'm subscribed to on Youtube uploaded this Fred V remix.
I enjoy both versions equally depending on my mood.
The music I'm not ashamed to admit that I dance to in just my boxers whilst folding laundry and doing chores aroud my apartment - Gareth Emery and Ashley Wallbridge - "DUI". Anytime Gaz and Ashley get together, it's a true treat for the ears.
Why I ♥ Betty White - Her quote to Huffington Post's Chris Harnick:
Oh! I didn't know I was a gay icon. I get a lot of mail -- but I don't get many bad letters -- but I got a woman the other day that was so upset with me because they said, "How do you feel about the gay marriage thing?" and my answer to that is, "I really don't care with whom you sleep, I just care what kind of a decent human being you are." I figure all the rest of it is your business and not mine. And not hers, incidentally.
Panic At The Disco - Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks
Sterling Knight, "Hero"
love me tender by elvis. my "death by powerballad" playlist is on!
FM 88.7 Houston KUHF FM NPR MORNING EDITION.
Danny Baranowsky - RUN! (Theme 1 from Canabalt)
No, only the manure that mucks that sort of movies.
No. NO. NO! Like usually happens, you could go through very different pieces of creation and consider all of them in the same way, according to the same expectations, and at most liking some more than the others only because you do, not even according to those principles and prejudices.
What I was talking about is the actual language, the musical language like the writers' languages... people consider writing, literature still very much like those who can get art unless it is figurative: they think that if they see, they read "dog" in a story it is basically about a dog, even when they can have a hard time telling what a dog is... because they "know", they "feel" what is all that about.
The language of a writer is not "style" either: it is not a funny, fancy deviation from the supposedly "real", "normal" language, not something you find interesting or somehow makes you feel something, just because it does.
What I was talking about is about learning to read what is actually written, not what is being written about, or what YOU FEEL it is "saying" to you because it sounds more "natural" (whatever you want that to mean) to you, less pompous, more "modern"... that is, because you enjoy yourself (I am so glad the English language affords here that opportunity) so much that you need to convince yourself and the rest, first that it is not actually about yourself, but about Shakespeare, or Puccini, or The Beatles and, second that there IS some sort of objective inner reason, which your imbecility (both old and modern sense) can only spew as "beauty", that somehow account for both your feelings and your words about them as something clever that is shared by others, not because they are just as stupid, but because it IS "true".
Otherview - See You Again
melody, melody and rhythm
The Penis Song, (from "The Sweetest Thing) Christina Applegate, Cameron Diaz, Selma Blair
Sean Mackey - Sundown
Love this track, and the artwork too.![]()
one thing about the closet/you don't have to hurry/it will be bad tomorrow/so brother, don't you worry![]()
Divine - Walk Like A Man
"Live your dream and never wake up." - Liam Payne
Yeah, I know it's Koopman, but... the rest is even worse, and I don't have te nerve, right now, to go digging for what most probably won't be there.
Oh my... what a sound!!