Thursday, November 27, 2008

My First Day Here

So, sometimes I have wondered why people blog, but I have slowly come to enjoy others' blogs, so I have decided to begin one for myself. It's no big deal really; I doubt I'll ever say anything here that will make people feel their day has become brighter or more easily understood as a result. For one, I am not profound. If anything, you're more likely to see me swearing and whining than trying to explain the intricacies (sp?) of life... That's just how I am, though, and those that know me will appreciate it and those that don't will either catch on or just not read it. Either way, it's just sorta how these things go.
So, what is there to say on my first day here? Well, nothing really. I have nothing to really say today, though I must say that I very much enjoyed my Thanksgiving holiday, except that I ended up riding a bike 4 miles roundtrip today, over two and a half years after I swore I would never ride one again. Sad really. I just don't like them, and I feel sorry for people that do because it really is a painful experience.
Anything profound I want to say today? Well, I don't think that this is the place for real contemplation on my part. I just like to know I have somewhere to express my own frustrations and people can read them and tell me what they think. I am much better at expressing my thoughts through written/typed wording than through actual verbal communication, so I like this idea better. I do want to say that I love music though. More specifically, I love "classical" music. Anyone who says that it ALL sounds the same has something wrong with him/her. If you can honestly tell me that Haydn's 46th symphony sounds JUST LIKE Shostakovich's 11th symphony, then you need a mental health check-up. That's just all there is to it. I have found throughout my years of CD collecting (going on 12 years or so now [my first CDs were the Mozart piano quartets and 3 Beethoven sonatas]) that there is so much variety in "art music" that there is no excuse to label all of it as being monotonous. If I were to tell you that I thought the Backstreet Boys and the Beatles sounded the same to me, I would have 20 different people telling me that I was nuts. Yet somehow classical music just gets the shaft from everyone else. Where multiple songs by the same band tend to have similar chord progressions and structure, composers in the classical genre sound different just between two works, even ones that are close to each other in time. I listen to Barber's piano concerto and compare it to his "Toccata Festiva", and it is just stunning. Try it sometime. Really. And if you want recommendations from my own private collection, I can certainly help out. I just introduced a friend to Benjamin Britten's "War Requiem" a few weeks ago. It's just what I do. And I'm always buying more. I am currently awaiting a recording of Brahms's 1st piano concerto and R. Strauss's "Burleske". Yay music!
So yeah, this is just how I am: opinionated. I always have something on my mind, but I usually keep it to myself in person, so maybe this is what I need to get my thoughts out of my head...I don't know... This ought to be fun, though, right?

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