39 days of the odd remain
It used to be that I could tell you the interval between two notes by ear. It was a skill labouriously acquired over a semester at SFU. I thankfully had a floor-mate in the same class who was a music major, so she was willing to drill me constantly, which was especially possible due to her having a full keyboard in her room.
And now it's gone. I'd be lucky to be able to _name_ all the intervals, much less know them to hear them.
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It was my second semester at that school, and in a lot of ways, it was the best. I was busy as all hell, trying desperately to drag my grades back to the point where they would let me come back the next year. I was surrounded by people who cared deeply about me and wanted to make sure I was going to be okay. A good couple months, that was.
And now it's gone. I'd be lucky to be able to _name_ all the intervals, much less know them to hear them.
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It was my second semester at that school, and in a lot of ways, it was the best. I was busy as all hell, trying desperately to drag my grades back to the point where they would let me come back the next year. I was surrounded by people who cared deeply about me and wanted to make sure I was going to be okay. A good couple months, that was.