Well for whatever reason I got up at 5, fell asleep until nine and went back to bed until quarter to 12 today. Feels good to be so rested, but I'm kind of dehydrated and hung over from sleeping so long. No beer last night though. I've got 5 beers tucked away and the next time I'm in a bad mood I'm drinking them.
Anyway, I started on the first movement of my Impromptu, which is called "Configuration." It's a series of descending polychords in cut time and then I'm reversing the pattern here in a couple of days when I can stand to copy it out. The piece will be plenty long because I have another series of permutations to run on it when I get done copying this section out.
My self-consciousness about my pieces not sounding like the master's is getting me all tore up, but I know how they did it now, and even though I like the music they made, I don't want to do it that way. I'm afraid the sound won't please the audience more than anything. I'm happy with it, and I think the musicologist's will find it suitably complex and unique. I don't want to be a composer that writes music that isn't for the audience.
I wish I could hear my stuff played by a real performer. Everything sounds dry on a computer.
Mom is coming home from Church soon, and we'll be doing something together in between her next visit to church.
It's near Christmas and there are all kinds of activities to do. Personally I wonder how anyone can trust a group of people that spend most of their time collecting your money and spending it, but she loves it so why be a prick about it?
My unusual beliefs about religion are pretty well known to my parents. In most every way I'm open about what I am. I'm not perfectly truthful, but I'm by and large very honest with everyone in my life. I get shunned quite a bit but I figure that will go away as a large percentage of my generation is institutionalized or goes to prison.
Well, that's about enough for now. I was thinking of posting something more complex later, but I'll have to see how the old brain cells are firing.