Blarg (is what it felt like at first)

Sep 28, 2005 01:32

Jammed through the changes of the Baron's epic masterpiece, “Sir Robert the Brave” (co-written by a Mr. Marder), as well as on a Dead tune, a song of mine, and some basic chord progressions. I feel like I'm getting better at playing and understanding what's going on within a song/chord progression/rhythm/ etc. It's like intuition or something - you know, when something just feels right? Yeah. It's like that. I'm beginnig to know through feeling what notes to play, when to rest, when to jump out ahead or chill in the back, and also when to lock in and groove and when to get looser. It also comes from listening to a lot of music and really hearing all the different things going on, hearing how everything (the harmonies, melodies, rhythms) interacts and affects the song, how they react and influence each other. I don't understand all - I guess this means I'm still dissatisfied with what I play, the way I play, etc...yet I realize that I can be hyper critical and really knit picky when I really shouldn't be. I'm learning to accept things for the way they are - like the first four tracks on the Blatch boxed set - it was a spontaneous jam that happened when it did, so I can't look back fairly upon it wih a critcial eye, saying, “I fucked this up here, I made the song suck, I'm a shitty player, I don't desreve to play, etc…” I can look back on it and think about how I'd approach the line differently now - it's really a good reference point. But I can't judge myself as if that was the culmination of all my playing and was my final product. All I can do is learn, grow, get better. It's a really fucked up process…but it's defenitey bad (and rad!).

So yeah - I'm all about looking at charts.

Hung out with Bob at the Brew Co. tonight. It was $2.50 Tuesday, so I took advantage of the cheap pints. Man. Drinking is fun, but stupid shit definitely happens.

Sometimes all I can do is laugh.

Screaming is fun too.

The sky was clear today. Like it was tonight. Do the stars shine differently during fall, or is it my imagination? (I think) the seasons affect our senses.

Bob told me tonight that they charted something (a solar flare?) that moved faster than the speed of light. He then asked me what will hapen to Einstein's Theory of Relativity. Perhaps we can dig deeper into the make up (the essence? the foundation? the behavior?) of things now that we have a diferent number…but maybe not. Maybe we still need to (we definitely can) base everything on the speed of light. Maybe using this new number in place of the speed of light will merely give us more accurate calculations, like calculating decimal places further and further away from the decimal point in an answer for Chemistry class (Physics class too). Cray Cray. Crazy.

I looked at the syllabus for Ancient Epic Tales and realized that I'm almost half way done with the semester.

Jazz is cool. Jazz progressions are cool. I'm still feeling them out - how to play them, construct them, tie them together. How to change up their grooves. I like jamming and playing and working with Grant. He's goot good feel and good sense. I think I've learned from him and I'm still learning. Same with everyone I've played with, ever. This summer has been especially awesome. I've grown a lot, learned a lot, experienced a lot, felt a a lot.

I love music.
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