I have vowed to photographically document my last year of high school by taking a picture once a day in front of my school.
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Day 180: Chance Music
This is how they do it in Russia. Throwing up the horns. So metal.
When we listen to music, we listen selectively. Everything goes in and for the most part we select the parts that we listen in our heads. There are certain types of music in which the point is that you listen and key on into a part the music that you only hear and that cannot be played the same way. This is called Chance Music. It is quite akin to a raga. In my theory class we all wrote a measure and then we all combined our measures together into a piece. You take the piece one measure at a time. You are given a tempo and you take you can repeat a measure as many times as you want and then when you feel like it is time to move to the next you do, but you cannot go back to the previous measure. This way no one is on the same measure at the same time and you have people going in between different keyboard instruments and this piece that cannot be played the same way again is born.
I see this piece as a way of moving on. You take each measure one a time and you repeat them again and again until you move on. To me, this is how I am able to move on. When I feel it is time to move on and I come to terms with myself, or the measure, then I move on. The psychological aspect is beyond me.
I am ready for my last day tomorrow, but I must steel myself, for tomorrow will be a long day.
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