March 30th, 2004

(no subject)

I think I figured it out.


Few people hear what I hear in music.

That's the best explanation for everything I've experienced up to now.

I don't know why this didn't occur to me previously.


Yeah, I'm spending hours each day banging out theory and feeling on a piano.

I ordered a metronome. I'm devouring jazz piano lessons.

I am developing my own technique because computers don't have enough heart in their cold, whirring bodies.


Exposition, development, recapitulation.
Point, line, area.
A B ABABAB


So it begins, again.

You ever get the feeling you've already lived this life a few times?