Sunday, September 30, 2012
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Emotional Notation of Beethoven Sonatas
"The 32 part work titled Ludwig van Beethoven, Sonata 1-32 was born from the thought of how it would be possible to make this music the theme without it becoming an illustration or interpretation. The biggest challenge form me was to develop a notation that would extract the emotional spectrum that is engrained in Beethoven’s score. For this I wrote down the intonation and dynamic notations from the original score for each sonata, the movements and bars, and translated them from Italian into english in order to translate the theme into an international language. These extracted progressions are the basic structure of my work….continue to read CONCEPT Beethoven en.pdf" -Jorin De Voigt
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Never Let Me Go
Looking up from underneath
Fractured moonlight on the sea
Reflections still look the same to me
As before I went under
And it's peaceful in the deep
Cathedral where you cannot breathe
No need to pray no need to speak
Now I am under all
And it's breaking over me
A thousand miles down to the sea bed
Found the place to rest my head
Never let me go
Never let me go
And the arms of the ocean are carrying me
And all this devotion was rushing out of me
In the crushes of heaven for a sinner like me
But the arms of the ocean delivered me
Though the pressure's hard to take
It's the only way I can escape
It seems a heavy choice to make
And now I am under all
-Florence + the Machine
Fractured moonlight on the sea
Reflections still look the same to me
As before I went under
And it's peaceful in the deep
Cathedral where you cannot breathe
No need to pray no need to speak
Now I am under all
And it's breaking over me
A thousand miles down to the sea bed
Found the place to rest my head
Never let me go
Never let me go
And the arms of the ocean are carrying me
And all this devotion was rushing out of me
In the crushes of heaven for a sinner like me
But the arms of the ocean delivered me
Though the pressure's hard to take
It's the only way I can escape
It seems a heavy choice to make
And now I am under all
-Florence + the Machine
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Sunday, September 16, 2012
What I'm Listening To
Miles Davis-Blue in Green
Beach Boys-Good Vibrations
Jeff Beck-I Put A Spell On You ft. Joss Stone
Modest Mouse-Missed the Boat
Gorillaz-On Melancholy Hill
The White Stripes-Icky Thump
Beach Boys-Good Vibrations
Jeff Beck-I Put A Spell On You ft. Joss Stone
Modest Mouse-Missed the Boat
Gorillaz-On Melancholy Hill
The White Stripes-Icky Thump
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Sunday, September 2, 2012
You Learn
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn…
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth…
And you learn and learn…
With every good-bye you learn.
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn…
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth…
And you learn and learn…
With every good-bye you learn.
"You Learn" -Jorge Luis Borges