Yesterday I called Misty's dad about guitar lessons, he didn't have his cell phone on, but I left a message and hopefully he'll get back to me. If not I'll take with somebody at the community school where my dad teaches piano.
I find I'm swiftly falling in love with the guitar -specifically blues guitar. More specifically slide finger guitar, but normal playing is good too. I love the rhythm of it, and the rawness. Delta blues seems to be the best description of the kind I like -just one guy and his guitar and maybe a harmonica. I'd like to listen to a lot more of it, the older stuff back when they first started recording in the twenties and thirties, and learn a lot of the songs, and use that mainly to perform when I get to college. This is one of those times when I get a little tingly feeling that runs all the way through my finger tips as I think about it and type about it... that's a good thing. I'm very excited and can't wait to start learning.
I've never worked very hard at learning an instrument in my life. I've taken lessons of various kinds, thought I was interested but never stuck with it. I guess I'm the most advanced right now at singing, though that's a funny thing to try and define, but I do know a good bit of vocal technique. I've absorbed some piano, if you sit me down in front of a piece and give me a while eventually I'll be able to play it. Well, this time it's going to be different. I want to become a really good guitarist. Never in my life have I looked a goal that would take hard work and dedication to achieve and said, "I am going to do this", and then do it. But I'm going to do it this time. Hopefully it will be a turning point for me.
The only thing stopping me from starting right this second is that my mom's old guitar that I'm tinkering around on is killing my fingers, and even with that I still can't sound a chord without extraneous buzzing (grr). I've never been one to put up with physical pain unless I know I'm doing whatever it is correctly, and the pain is the proper amount. For instance, if anyone is experiencing pain while singing, they're not doing it right and should stop immediately or they could irrevocably damage their voice. I'm not worried about damaging my fingers, but I want to see if it's a problem with the guitar, or something. I know some pain can be expected, but this is just a little bit overboard, and I still can't get it to sound good to boot. So some instruction might be good before going any further.
Misty's dad is an unbelievable musician and can probably teach me anything. The guy I'd take with where my dad teaches focuses mainly on rock guitar, but rock has its roots in the blues, right? I'd like to start out on acoustic, but I'm sure any competent guitarist could teach both. Anyway, I'm getting excited, like genuinely excited, about music, and it hasn't happened for a couple of months, since the beginning of this school year really, and that makes it all the better. I'm not as excited about recording, but I'm going to force myself to start the new album tomorrow, and once I start I think I'll be happier about it.
I feel like making an instrumental record. Overall I think I've had too much reliance on my voice, and on the melody and lyrics, so I think I'd like to push myself out of my comfort zone and focus on instruments and arranging. It will probably be more on the avant garde techno side of things, which is always fun. We'll see how it all goes down.
Yesterday was another day of school show. Some more guys didn't show up. We don't have many to spare, it doesn't look promising. We'll see though. Worse comes to worse we'll just do a review, which might actually be more fun than doing Joseph anyway.
I stayed home from school today. My mother wasn't around to wake me up (she was sick), and my dad woke me up late (I don't know why my alarm is incapable of doing this), so I just didn't get up. I said I was sick, and I might as well have been seeing as I didn't eat a thing until five. I'm going to bed on time tonight, even though I've only been awake for like ten hours. I'm definitely not sleeping in tomorrow. Ah school. Why must I hate waking up for you so darn much? Why must you start so freaking early?
Anyways, I have a bowl of Raman waiting for me that needs my immediate attention. So that's all for tonight.
_Dr. M
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Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Four Josephs
The first night of auditions finished yesterday (which was the singing auditions) and the second tonight (which was dancing), and I must say, competition is tight. There are four people IMO who could very well end up as Joseph, me, Patrick, Brandon, and Jeremy. We all sang Joseph's audition song, most importantly we all hit the high note, and we all could look the part. Right now I'd say Brandon is probably the most likely. Behind him is me, behind me is Patrick.
David (none of these names mean anything to you, unless you're somebody from Reading High, in which case you'd have to be either Khai or Rachel, or somebody I don't know about, in which case I hope whoever you are isn't a creepy stalker) sang it the best easily, but he's too short to play a lead. Such a shame, he has such a nice voice.
I've decided I'd except any role as long as I get my own song. The tricky thing is, any of the twelve brothers could theoretically sing any song, so no matter whose name I end up under when the cast listing is posted, it doesn't tell me anything about whether or not I have my own song (unless it's Joseph or the Pharaoh). But believe you me, if one month later we are well into rehearsals and all of the songs have been given to other people, I'm quitting the show like that *snaps*, no hesitation whatsoever. I sincerely doubt that would happen, but you never know.
I do hope to be Joseph, I'm going to try my hardest at the final round of auditions tomorrow (where they will undoubtedly have every guy sing every song), but I'd be a little surprised if I get the part. Pretty surprised. Very. But let's hope.
Today was a little annoying, just because I had to leave auditions for work earlier than I thought originally, so I didn't even get to do the dance audition. I learned the dance which is most important, but now I have to remember it so I can do it for tomorrow. Oh well, they know I can dance, I just have to worry most about looking like I'm having fun while dancing. I really do enjoy dancing. It's one of those things, you know? One of those things.
I'm very tempted to videotape tomorrow's audition, so I have something to refer back to when they horribly miscast the show, again. This production isn't without its concerns, already and we haven't even cast it yet. For instance, last night eight guys showed up to audition. We need at least twelve. Twelve brothers. Fortunately every guy who auditioned except one sang pretty well, so the guys we will get will hopefully not be too bad. We just need more of them. More showed up today, don't know if it was twelve or not. I don't know what they'll do if they can't get enough guys. Coop, the music director for the show (and my voice teacher), apparently isn't happy with them choosing this show to do. My dance teacher told me he was griping about it over the weekend. That's pretty unlike him, he's usually a positive sort of guy, so he must be pretty upset. I don't think it will be that bad. We'll have a lackluster show but we'll have fun doing it, as usual, and it will be woefully miscast and we'll move on and that will be that.
None of the girls had a very good audition. This also concerns me. There are twice as many of them, and they're all half as good. Hardly even that much.
Today was good though, because I had the first day of my new schedule in which I show up half an hour late for school, every day. This way I can sleep in as late as possible and still catch the end of homeroom if it decides to be first for no reason. In case you're wondering, when we all show up to school in the morning, usually we go to second period first, and then homeroom, and then third. We start at second because only the music kids and JROTC show up for first period, which is 7:30 every morning. Second is at 8:10. Except sometimes they change it so that homeroom is at 8:10. So I show up at 8:30, where I either sit on my tuckus and wait for second period to end, or I rush up to homeroom and sign my attendance card before I'm marked absent. Usually it's the former, though today it was the latter.
Poetry Out Loud is coming up sooner than I thought, which is pretty exhilarating and terrifying all at once. I need more time! I always need more time. Always.
Here's a checklist of things I must do soon:
1. Keep pressing my parents to get me a new social security card. Without it I can't get a PA ID, without a PA ID I can't take out my own checking account, which I must do soon.
2. Finish up the UArts forms and send them in -have to secure a spot in the dorms I want.
3. Finish up the guitar chords for Khai so he can practice.
4. Start learning Logic.
5. POL
6. Start going to bed earlier.
Goodnight.
_Dr. M
David (none of these names mean anything to you, unless you're somebody from Reading High, in which case you'd have to be either Khai or Rachel, or somebody I don't know about, in which case I hope whoever you are isn't a creepy stalker) sang it the best easily, but he's too short to play a lead. Such a shame, he has such a nice voice.
I've decided I'd except any role as long as I get my own song. The tricky thing is, any of the twelve brothers could theoretically sing any song, so no matter whose name I end up under when the cast listing is posted, it doesn't tell me anything about whether or not I have my own song (unless it's Joseph or the Pharaoh). But believe you me, if one month later we are well into rehearsals and all of the songs have been given to other people, I'm quitting the show like that *snaps*, no hesitation whatsoever. I sincerely doubt that would happen, but you never know.
I do hope to be Joseph, I'm going to try my hardest at the final round of auditions tomorrow (where they will undoubtedly have every guy sing every song), but I'd be a little surprised if I get the part. Pretty surprised. Very. But let's hope.
Today was a little annoying, just because I had to leave auditions for work earlier than I thought originally, so I didn't even get to do the dance audition. I learned the dance which is most important, but now I have to remember it so I can do it for tomorrow. Oh well, they know I can dance, I just have to worry most about looking like I'm having fun while dancing. I really do enjoy dancing. It's one of those things, you know? One of those things.
I'm very tempted to videotape tomorrow's audition, so I have something to refer back to when they horribly miscast the show, again. This production isn't without its concerns, already and we haven't even cast it yet. For instance, last night eight guys showed up to audition. We need at least twelve. Twelve brothers. Fortunately every guy who auditioned except one sang pretty well, so the guys we will get will hopefully not be too bad. We just need more of them. More showed up today, don't know if it was twelve or not. I don't know what they'll do if they can't get enough guys. Coop, the music director for the show (and my voice teacher), apparently isn't happy with them choosing this show to do. My dance teacher told me he was griping about it over the weekend. That's pretty unlike him, he's usually a positive sort of guy, so he must be pretty upset. I don't think it will be that bad. We'll have a lackluster show but we'll have fun doing it, as usual, and it will be woefully miscast and we'll move on and that will be that.
None of the girls had a very good audition. This also concerns me. There are twice as many of them, and they're all half as good. Hardly even that much.
Today was good though, because I had the first day of my new schedule in which I show up half an hour late for school, every day. This way I can sleep in as late as possible and still catch the end of homeroom if it decides to be first for no reason. In case you're wondering, when we all show up to school in the morning, usually we go to second period first, and then homeroom, and then third. We start at second because only the music kids and JROTC show up for first period, which is 7:30 every morning. Second is at 8:10. Except sometimes they change it so that homeroom is at 8:10. So I show up at 8:30, where I either sit on my tuckus and wait for second period to end, or I rush up to homeroom and sign my attendance card before I'm marked absent. Usually it's the former, though today it was the latter.
Poetry Out Loud is coming up sooner than I thought, which is pretty exhilarating and terrifying all at once. I need more time! I always need more time. Always.
Here's a checklist of things I must do soon:
1. Keep pressing my parents to get me a new social security card. Without it I can't get a PA ID, without a PA ID I can't take out my own checking account, which I must do soon.
2. Finish up the UArts forms and send them in -have to secure a spot in the dorms I want.
3. Finish up the guitar chords for Khai so he can practice.
4. Start learning Logic.
5. POL
6. Start going to bed earlier.
Goodnight.
_Dr. M
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
To Sleep, Perchance to Oversleep
I wish I could do today and yesterday all over again. Yesterday I ended up staying up until four in the morning. Don't ask me why. As it turns out school had a two hour delay, as I'd hoped. I used that as my excuse to not wake up in the morning. When my eyelids finally fluttered open, it was four fifteen. In the afternoon. I was actually in danger of oversleeping, not for school, but for work. For my job which starts at five in the freaking evening. I don't know why I slept so late, I never have before. I normally don't need twelve hours of sleep to function. If I hadn't had work tonight, I probably would have just stayed in bed all day, said "Fuck the world, it can wait until tomorrow."
Sleep for some reason has been a constant struggle for me this year. It's never been quite as much a problem as it has in the last three months. I'm showing up late for school constantly, I can never get to bed when I want to. It's a habit that's proven pretty hard to break.
So December 17, 2008 basically didn't exist for me. It was wiped off the calendar of my brain. I'm going to try to make something of the night, though. There's a gift exchange in English class going on, I think (hope) next week. We have to make something, it can't be store bought, and I think I'm going to start that tonight. I'm actually pretty excited about it. I'll be sure to post a picture when it's done.
Good night.
-Dr. M
Sleep for some reason has been a constant struggle for me this year. It's never been quite as much a problem as it has in the last three months. I'm showing up late for school constantly, I can never get to bed when I want to. It's a habit that's proven pretty hard to break.
So December 17, 2008 basically didn't exist for me. It was wiped off the calendar of my brain. I'm going to try to make something of the night, though. There's a gift exchange in English class going on, I think (hope) next week. We have to make something, it can't be store bought, and I think I'm going to start that tonight. I'm actually pretty excited about it. I'll be sure to post a picture when it's done.
Good night.
-Dr. M
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