listening to: r.e.m. – white tornado
Remember how last year should actually have been my final year of undergrad and how I’m way past holding onto work ethic and motivation for things other than practicing and I guess that what I’m officially doing now could be known as “phoning in?”
Because I do.
Ooooh man. I have this midterm tomorrow morning at 8am, and it’s for a math class (which isn’t completely difficult, though the latest assignment kept me up late and made me cranky), and I am definitely considering NOT STUDYING. Even though I know I at least need to go over a few bits from my notes. It’s BAD. What’s WRONG WITH ME?!
But at the same time I’m wondering why I’m so stupid and not studying and how it’s not like me, I’m recalling a very similar feeling from about five years ago that also involved math. High school math.
Let us never speak of it again.
But The Office!!! Good god! I only saw about….3/4 the whole episode due to the ineptitude of my tv antennae, but what I did see?!!!?!! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Some fans on messageboards (yes, I am one of those crazy people now…the tv messageboard-reading type) have indicated that they really didn’t think the episode had what it took, and I have to very moderately agree…it felt a bit unfocused and all over the place and LONG. Those hour-long episodes, they are LONG. But seriously…there are some lines. I can’t remember them. I’ll get back to quoting hilarity when the torrent has downloaded in say….three hours… …
Shit. Gotta study.
String pedagogy today (which is a TOTTAAAAAALLY different class than last semester’s string pedagogy and was taught by the music ed head honcho) was…well…it doesn’t require hands-on work in the sense of preparing portfolio things and beating small children er I mean giving lessons to small children. It’s more “in order to teach young people, you need to be taught well first, so…let’s just do that…with life lessons.” Wait. I’m losing my focus. Basically, we were informed that in order to succeed as a performing artist, we need to be interesting people. We need to be able to do other things, not only to color our music with the brain-power and emotion of those “other things,” but to be able to make connections with the audience in a more accessible way.
So we ended up having to say what was interesting about ourselves. Just like…a hobby. And I had problems trying to state exactly where my non-music hobbies lay. I wanted to make perfectly clear that the nerdliness is completely important but I had no idea where to even begin with that. We were running short on time and this was in front of like…10 fellow string students, so I ended up saying something like “I like…cooking…and running…and books.” An extended, less public version of this might have gone a little something like: “I like the internet and videogames and books and public radio and creating content and JOSS WHEDON and Penny Arcade. And MST3k. I really like that. And Japan. And I once spent about three days staring at Flickr Food Porn Pool. And I have all these other various TV obsessions.” And it made me realize what a well-rounded nerd I am.
One thing about this class that frustrates me is that it’s basically a weekly lecture on how to succeed as a performer. And while everything that’s being said is completely valid and I enjoy listening to it, it’s from a very limited perspective of one performer. Not all of us in there want solo or chamber careers. I somehow wish it could be focused slightly more on…pedagogy. And not how to succeed. I mean, we talk about pedagogy. But everyone’s different, and I feel like the information I’m receiving is not the most beneficial for me in my current state. It could also just be that I’m tightly-wound about a lot of performance-related things since I’m secretly convinced I’m not going to get into grad school. HAH!!!!!!!!!! The joke’s on…me.
And…Forrest just called and asked if I wanted to see a Led Zeppelin cover-band tonight and I had to say NO. I hate math.
Check out my latest 365 photo. It’s cool. I suspect it would be cooler if you could see the hallway being photographed a little better. The reflection is over-taking.