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My goal is partially based in spite but the purpose is to remedy my total and absolute lack of music theory. I want to teach myself using the Feynman Technique (which is essentially autodidactism through rubber duck debugging + attempting to teach something you do not yet know). I intend to write a
man pageof sorts for music theory. I want to include all of the fundamentals without any of the gatekeeping or academic elitism traditionally associated with music. Where possible, I will use math, graphs, and programs as in intermediary translation layers. The list of fundamentals is:
- Pitch
- Scales and Modes
- Consonance and Dissonance
- Rhythm
- Melody
- Chords
- Timbre
- Dynamics
- Articulation
- Texture
- Structure
- Expression
- Notation
This is for everyone who walked into a high school music class looking like a neurotic turbosperg, prompting the music teacher to entirely give up on you and refuse to teach anything beyond the abilities you already had before class.
We will rise again. The transfiguration is already under way.
Lost Dog Street Band, "Coming Down," featuring Thirteen Strings and a Two Dollar Bill // Take Away - Youtube link to a live recording (because I require that SOVL)
The same song on bandcamp, for purchase
At first, I didn't think this was a very good song. Upon listening more closely, it was incredibly moving. This version has an evolving chorus which was incredibly compelling to me. The change of a single word entirely drives the decline from dopesick and desperate to delirious and withdrawing.
Upon the first iteration of the chorus:
And in my dreams, there's a needle and spoon,
And there's a pair of dice, a loaded gun, maybe me and you
And you're sawing on a fiddle and I'm wondering which to choose
Everything's so complicated now I am coming down
Upon further iterations:
And in my dreams, there's a needle and spoon,
And there's a pair of dice, a loaded gun, maybe me and you
And you're sawing on a fiddle and I'm wondering which to shoot
Everything's so complicated now I am coming down
I am wanting to write a post about the music albums I listened to this year. There aren't many (6) so I don't think it will be worth the effort of re-listening in order to write a competent review.
The last 3 years have been filled with silence and the occasional podcast to stimulate my brain. I try to listen to whole albums. Listen 1 is new information, listen 2 is a deeper listening, listen 3 is for enjoyment, and on listen 4+ the track skipping begins. When I find myself skipping tracks I stop listening to the album because there is no new information to be gleaned. At listen 5+ the music becomes annoying and, frustratingly, loathsome.
The ability to listen to music constantly no matter the context is an entirely foreign concept. I do not understand how others accomplish this feat while maintaining sanity.
For me, it's silence.