Pair’a sites awf t’n
enveid uhn-tehthurr’d buiy fohwurrd-
theynckeheehhnn ehnd ehfehrt
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Trei Eht, Eeeights hFuhn
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Dudebrah, When in Ro’
She shivers and jolts
in her sleep. I worry some.
Though, she wakes up fine.Wish I knew to worry or
roll her over. #girlfriends, brah…
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Submit
HELLO. The “Guest Submissions” page, where you would presumably submit a submission if you were in fact, a guest, is now called “Submit”, like the verb, not the command.
Although, I suppose it could also be a command. I’ll leave it up to you then.
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Guest Submission #12 – “Internal Arguments Are the Best”
by Aaron Butler
Please, don’t be cliché.
Emotion trumps logic. Shit.
I’m smarter than this.
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I Have a Car and I Go Places In It
I love going two
weeks without filling my gas.
How long can I go?#drivingisstupid
#betterthanthebus
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GUEST SUBMISSION #11 – “Tickling”
by Ian Francis LeSage
Sometimes people dont expect
tickle surprise is the best
Laughter will ensue
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Tweeter, Tweeter, Pumpkin Eater
Thanks to Dan DiPiero and his gentle nudging, I am a tweeter. Now you have three places to see most of the same content! GREAT!
Check it out here.
A calendar page is also upcoming. I’m hoping it stays updated with my playing commitments. I also hope it isn’t embarrassingly empty.
Love and well wishes for all.
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GUEST SUBMISSION #10 – “Moving On”
by Aaron Butler
Learning to move on.
Hoping for something better.
Let’s not fuck this up.
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Kraft Singles and We’re Dating OR Please, Please Me, Please
Haiku about sex
are spicy mustard on a
grilled cheese sandwich, please.
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Work and Being a Grown-Up, OR I Feel Weird About Feeling Good
Life without school is
not a life without stress but
one with diff’rent stress.
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I Am In the Agitator, I Am the Agitator OR Someone Hang Me Up
No room in my head
for wish-washiness, because
I’m already full
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Summertime
Wind in the day is
stirred and chaos, blue and warm.
Breeze is trees growing.At night, wind is wild.
Still or vi’lent, shifts me some.
Breeze is neck breath, hot.
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Bunk
I brush my teeth with self doubt.
I rely on anxiety to fuel my motion.
I paint pictures with childish vision to hide my desire to say meaningful things.
I put a LOT of value in my perception of people’s perception of me.
I am used to falling short and unfamiliar with continued success.
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I Think I Could Do Nothing Forever OR I Have To DO Something
There are things to say
places:call, air-conditioned
Sit and waste my day(life)I’m afraid I don’t know yet
what my my soul would like from me
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Crazy Veggie Tacos and Their Hellfire Continue
didnotsleepwelllast
nightbutnowI’mweirdtired
andcan’tsleepquiteyet.
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Storm’sa Comin’, I Can feel’r Inma Joints OR Barometric Headaches Plague My Body, In Turn My Mind
Pressure, namely the
barometric kind, allows
joints to swell, pain ensue.
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Change, continued, continued
First of a few changes under way. Check out the RECORDINGS page featuring selections from my graduate recital.
Also, haiku to come. Get excited.
Also, Don’t forget to SUBMIT if you’d like, a haiku or many haiku or some short something to say or a limerick or a couplet. DO IT.
Love. Hope you have power. Hope you are healthy and safe. Hope you’re eating your fruits and vegetables. Hope you’re cool in temperature. Hope you enjoy.
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Trees Grow Long and Thoughts Go On
An original composition written for two marimbas, vibraphone, and improvising saxophone (with effects).
It is my intention to present a much less formal and more (hopefully) interesting version of my program notes.
*Very large dynamic range mostly due to my inability to control properly the volume of my rig. Be warned.
Trees Grow Long and Thought Goes On is a composition and a series of three haiku. They go together. Each movement of the piece is accompanied by a haiku and the haiku represent a vague and wishy-washy frame of reference to my state of mind during the final weeks of my life in Athens, Ohio.
The compositional process was derived from (sometimes with a stretch) the “vibe” of the accompanying haiku and the general structure of haiku (5-7-5).
“Thought on Thinking” (0:00 ~ 5:10ish)
Thought is slow, tangled/movement in repetition/Like wind blows and blowsIn the first movement, I utilized a compositional technique (not unique) that gives each player a single line of music that is to repeat, and at his/her whim, slowly move to the next section. These different sections consist of the same basic intervallic material, but with a change in “mode”. This gives each mode some vagueness because sometimes, there might be two or even three happening simultaneously, within the ensemble.
Programmatically, each line is meant to represent a single thought of sorts, but it gets clouded when all three thoughts are happening at once. Additionally, a continuous stream of thought (saxophone) is highlighting certain things at certain times as it improvises throughout. The direction I applied to the improvisation was to think about the accompaniment being the “lead sheet” of the piece, and I was simultaneously playing the improvisation as the “development” both with and against the “melody”.
“Breath and Breathing”
We all share breath and/breathing; and we’re together;/and we’re connected.The second movement uses the idea of breath to set tempo. I stole this approach from Robert Holiday in a piece called “Breath Piece” that I heard when he was performing with Septikk (also featuring Dan DiPiero if my memory serves).
Each player’s breath represents four quarter notes (that is one full in/out breath cycle) and may ebb and flow throughout the movement. The musical material in the accompaniment has been given (somewhat not arbitrarily) a value, 1-5 that correspond to the harmonic intervals created by the “mode”. The process is only important because I spent (most likely) too much time on it and it is what makes up the “haiku” for which this system was created. For instance, a small interval like a 2nd might be given a value like 1 and a 5th a 4 or 5. Since a haiku “sentence” is either 5 or 7, I used the values of these intervals to create musical haiku for each line.
The saxophone is continually improvising through the modes as they change beneath. I used the idea of breath to (mostly) improvise lines within a normal breath length. Obviously as it develops, the “theme” is moved away from it.
Good Mornings
Wake and choose the world./We have sunrise, big and bright;/and building from there.The second movement uses a haiku structure through rhythm to create the musical material. This movement, for solo saxophone, utilizes a loop pedal to play both the harmony and melody of the first line as well as the third line of the musical haiku. The second line is repeated only with delay and reverb effects.
Also, I (Amy, my lady friend) passed foil balls out to the audience and the opened them during this movement. This is a programmatic element that I sort of meant to symbolize morning.
I hope you enjoy. I really only wanted to, for myself, write out what I think I was thinking. Also, here are the program notes from my recital:
“Trees Grow Long and Thoughts Go On” uses three haiku as inspiration, each meant to emulate its title. Using a different version of the same repetitive process, each movement has two different layers being played simultaneously, the first being accompaniment (mallets, excluding the final movement) and the second, improvisation; like a tune and the improvisation happening simultaneously.
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Change, continued.
RECORDINGS are now available. Will be posting more as time goes on and the process of sifting and shaving recordings from two years prior begins.
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Undergoing Change
My page will be soon undergoing a sort of face lift soon. I will be adding biographical information, recordings, a resume (sort of), and possibly more and other things. The haiku will continue, but I need a place to send people, if people at some point wanted to be sent somewhere.
Lots to come. Also, someday Dan DiPiero will work with me on this project we came up with.
More to come. Hopefully soon.
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Dumb People Are Dumb
Fear of clerical
errors is no reason to
block legislationAlso, republicans suck
Also, democrats also.
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Daytime Neurosis OR Can’t I Get a Haircut Without a Chat? Also, I Did Not Get a Haircut
Sunny brainy waves
and I wish I wasn’t put
out: other peopleI just don’t want to talk to
you, or you to me. No thanks.
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In Case You’ve Forgotten
There is, in case you’ve forgotten, a GUEST SUBMISSIONS page so that YOU can submit your very own haiku (<- plural and singular, so you know).
Also, check out the Friend(‘)s page to see formerly submitted GUEST SUBMISSIONS.
Exciting content to come up soon. Get excited for the exciting content. EXCITE.
