A couple months ago I picked up a copy of Schumann's Album for the Young. I had played some of the pieces from it that the Suzuki method (the method I use for piano) had put in their books, and had always wanted to see it in it's entirety. When I looked through it I really liked it, and decided to play through the whole thing.
The album contains 43 short pieces and so far I think I'm on number 9. They're pretty simple (though they get harder as the book goes on) so at the moment I'm getting through one every week or two.
It really appeals to me because each piece is like a painting, as you walk through the gallery you see the soldiers, the orphans, the sort of, well as far as I can understand it, German "anti-claus" and so much more crammed in there.
There's also something really satisfying about playing through a whole collection like that. To do it in it's entirety (well, who knows, I may end up skipping a few, but still).
Alright, well I think that's my post for this evening (super early morning?), thanks for reading, and be sure to leave a comment if you enjoyed it!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Nerdiness!
Well, some time last year I started recognizing the fact that I was a complete and utter nerd. It was the 50K-novel-in-a-month thing that really made me realize. It also made me realize that I loved that title.
I love that I can do crazy things like take my pants off on an LRT (long story) or wear a bucket from Dollarama on my head or recite Shakespeare, or wear a kilt in public, or a sparkly silver hat, and not feel anxious that someone might see me and think I'm "uncool". I would hope that they would see me and think that maybe sure, I'm rather odd, but perhaps also rather interesting.
In the end, where does being what society defines as "cool" get you? Maybe you'll have a couple friends that like you for your expensive clothing, or maybe you'll get a good laugh out of those crazy kids over there wearing the silver tophats. But you'll never be those tophat-kids, so to speak. To see the "cool ones" mock you and laugh right back at their shallowness.
Personally, I'd much rather have a group of friends that embrace the "uncool" (you know who you awesome people are!) and like me for me, not for the act I put on. It doesn't bother me at all if someone calls me weird, or nerdy, or what have you. I like who I am, and I love being out of the ordinary.
Kick average to the curb. Come to the nerdy side, we have Shakespeare.
I love that I can do crazy things like take my pants off on an LRT (long story) or wear a bucket from Dollarama on my head or recite Shakespeare, or wear a kilt in public, or a sparkly silver hat, and not feel anxious that someone might see me and think I'm "uncool". I would hope that they would see me and think that maybe sure, I'm rather odd, but perhaps also rather interesting.
In the end, where does being what society defines as "cool" get you? Maybe you'll have a couple friends that like you for your expensive clothing, or maybe you'll get a good laugh out of those crazy kids over there wearing the silver tophats. But you'll never be those tophat-kids, so to speak. To see the "cool ones" mock you and laugh right back at their shallowness.
Personally, I'd much rather have a group of friends that embrace the "uncool" (you know who you awesome people are!) and like me for me, not for the act I put on. It doesn't bother me at all if someone calls me weird, or nerdy, or what have you. I like who I am, and I love being out of the ordinary.
Kick average to the curb. Come to the nerdy side, we have Shakespeare.
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