Trois Gnossiennes

Piano playing for me is always in fits and starts. I may go a couple months and barely glance at the piano from across the room. Then something will switch and I’ll find myself playing over an hour per day. I’m currently in the latter phase. Though I have a horrible tendency to play all music fast as I see fit, this time around I’m consciously slowing it down and trying to find the right interpretation of a song. (“Right” being what sounds good to me. I can’t be hemmed in by how so-called “experts” say a song should be played).

I’m currently obsessed with a few songs, but most of all Erik Satie‘s Trois Gnossiennes. His music is beautifully haunting and, in my estimation, very open to interpretation. There is no time signature, no measures, and very little additional instruction (at least, that I understand). In short, this is my kind of composer. Trois Gnossiennes, as you might infer, is actually three individual pieces — Gnossienne no. 1, no. 2, no. 3, appropriately — grouped together. From what I’ve gathered, Satie made up the word “Gnossiennes” so no one really knows what it means or exactly how it’s pronounced. Again, loving this guy the more I read about him.

As an experiment, I fired up GarageBand, and, for the first time ever, attempted to record something. The sound is not awesome as I don’t have the proper equipment to connect my piano directly to the computer, but it was a fun experiment.

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A Goal Revisited


I think my fingers may be in good enough shape to stick with it this time.


The Musical Baton

I’ve been passed the musical baton (from Mike) in what must be the longest musical web relay in recent history. Who knew it would make it from John Hicks to me within the day? I have no idea how many degrees of separation that is.

Total volume of music files on my computer
A pitiful 613 MB.

The last CD I bought
Frances the Mute by The Mars Volta

Song playing right now

Five songs I listen to a lot, or mean a lot to me
No songs mean a lot to me, so this is a list of songs I listen to a lot. And when I say a lot, I mean A LOT.

  1. “Trouble” by Ray LaMontagne
  2. “Beating Heart Baby” by Head Automatica
  3. “Come With Me” by The Clintons
  4. “Sitting, Waiting, Wishing” by Jack Johnson
  5. “Delicate” by Damien Rice

Five people to whom I’m passing the baton


I Blame It On The Piano

Sheet music image

I know my posting frequency has dropped dramatically in the last few months. I have no good excuse except laziness — and THE PIANO. The following are the songs to which you can direct most of the blame:

  • Poem – Zdenko Fibich
  • Trois Gnossiennes – Erik Satie
  • Fantasy in D Minor – Mozart
  • Elegie – Jules Massenet
  • Gypsy Rondo – Joseph Haydn
  • Nocturne – John Field
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Some people have a cat, I have a piano

my new piano

My new (to me) Kawai CN270. If I don’t post here very often in the near future, you’ll know why.

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Music and Mechanics

I’m weird, and I’m the first to admit it.

Today, upon getting back my car after having it in the shop for some routine maintenance, I noticed my radio had been shut off. Apparently, my mechanic doesn’t like bluegrass. However, I distinctly remember the mixed alt/rock CD my sister gave to me still being on play after my last oil change. But, before that my mixed pop crap CD was off.

Of course, the radio being turned off after a car has been in to the shop is very common. I’m just curious if it’s the music that causes it to be shut off, or radios are usually shut off. Any mechanics out there who can confirm?

Now, I wonder what I should leave for the technicians next time…of course, let’s hope that’s a fair distance in the future.


outsourcing rocks!

In related new, I’ve decided to outsource all mp3 playing to my new Chinese made CD/MP3 player. At a Wal-Mart everyday low price of $25, I see why everyone’s outsourcing.


so what, huh?

So what if I’m smitten with the music of Jet? So what if I want to dance around my apartment to “Are You Gonna Be My Girl”?

I’m considering it practice for dancing around as Kansas sashays through the bracket.



$17.98? Ouch. Here’s to hoping I like it.

At least it’s okay if my mommy sees this one.