Hey look, it's already like 11:10...I've been up for the past two hours spending my time practicing on my guitar (and still feeling pretty miserable because I suck at it) and playing Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence on the piano. It feels much better playing the piano because I actually know what I'm doing. haha. Uhuh, I'm home today because I've got off for doing the parade on saturday. Yeah, slack, good life, whatever.
It's been a long time since I've started practicing this song and I still find myself sight-reading most of the time. It's a wonderful piece and I wanna be able to play it as smoothly and expressively as Mr. Sakamoto did when he performed it. It's not impossible! I probably just need the long, flowing hair that covers my entire face and a whole lot of japanese soul. Okay nevermind. I'll stick to being me. That pinky finger on my left hand still feels mighty retarded in the last section with the octave tremolos...training, training, training! It used to feel so much better playing on a real piano. Damn, I should've just gotten my mum to have the current upright in my living room replaced.
I miss those days where I could just sit at the piano for hours playing my favourites...Chopin, Final Fantasy...well mostly Chopin. I loved his nocturnes. So peaceful...so very very expressive, I feel as if it's entirely up to me how I want to interpret and perform it. Tempo and time become secondary behind an endless stream of slurring rubato and endless possiblities for dynamics. I can't get that kind of feeling now when I play on my digital keyboard. They keys are just too light. I don't get the 'oomph' out of landing a huge fff chord which used to send a slight tremor through the floor. And the resonance of those kind of chords were fantastic...you could hear it echo in your mind long after you've played it.
Hmmm...time to dig out my Chopin book.
My plans for today are....to watch the Merry Spongy Xmas Marathon on Nickelodeon from 12 to 2pm and The Suite Life of Zack & Cody on Disney Channel from 4:30 to 6pm. No, I don't care if you call me a kid!
These dreams...they don't stop coming to me. Why......why why why why why why why why why do I go to sleep everynight and wake up feeling the same!!!!!!! It's touching, it's frustrating, it's...well I don't really know whether I want them or not. hahahaha. Honestly. I've no idea what I feel about them.
I think I can finally start looking decent in photos again. I took one with mum in the cinema yesterday and boy did it feel good smiling big, bright and wide. And seeing how I did it afterward. I think it was the jacket. HAHA! The last time I flashed that kind of smile I was in that red/white Nike jacket too. Well I did smile real great in the past two months too, just didn't capture them on camera. How could I? I was smiling all the time in the initial stages. Could've taken a damn 24/7 video. You guys would be surprised! Ah, the feeling of true happiness. Pure, worryless, everyday full of bright anticipation! I was glowing everyday. At least I had the chance of experiencing it.
I'd love to keep smiling this way.
It's been a long time since I've started practicing this song and I still find myself sight-reading most of the time. It's a wonderful piece and I wanna be able to play it as smoothly and expressively as Mr. Sakamoto did when he performed it. It's not impossible! I probably just need the long, flowing hair that covers my entire face and a whole lot of japanese soul. Okay nevermind. I'll stick to being me. That pinky finger on my left hand still feels mighty retarded in the last section with the octave tremolos...training, training, training! It used to feel so much better playing on a real piano. Damn, I should've just gotten my mum to have the current upright in my living room replaced.
I miss those days where I could just sit at the piano for hours playing my favourites...Chopin, Final Fantasy...well mostly Chopin. I loved his nocturnes. So peaceful...so very very expressive, I feel as if it's entirely up to me how I want to interpret and perform it. Tempo and time become secondary behind an endless stream of slurring rubato and endless possiblities for dynamics. I can't get that kind of feeling now when I play on my digital keyboard. They keys are just too light. I don't get the 'oomph' out of landing a huge fff chord which used to send a slight tremor through the floor. And the resonance of those kind of chords were fantastic...you could hear it echo in your mind long after you've played it.
Hmmm...time to dig out my Chopin book.
My plans for today are....to watch the Merry Spongy Xmas Marathon on Nickelodeon from 12 to 2pm and The Suite Life of Zack & Cody on Disney Channel from 4:30 to 6pm. No, I don't care if you call me a kid!
These dreams...they don't stop coming to me. Why......why why why why why why why why why do I go to sleep everynight and wake up feeling the same!!!!!!! It's touching, it's frustrating, it's...well I don't really know whether I want them or not. hahahaha. Honestly. I've no idea what I feel about them.
I think I can finally start looking decent in photos again. I took one with mum in the cinema yesterday and boy did it feel good smiling big, bright and wide. And seeing how I did it afterward. I think it was the jacket. HAHA! The last time I flashed that kind of smile I was in that red/white Nike jacket too. Well I did smile real great in the past two months too, just didn't capture them on camera. How could I? I was smiling all the time in the initial stages. Could've taken a damn 24/7 video. You guys would be surprised! Ah, the feeling of true happiness. Pure, worryless, everyday full of bright anticipation! I was glowing everyday. At least I had the chance of experiencing it.
I'd love to keep smiling this way.
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