#purcel

When I am laid, am laid in earth, may my wrongs create No trouble, no trouble in, in thy breast. When I am laid, am laid in earth, may my wrongs create No trouble, no trouble in, in thy breast. Remember me, remember me, but ah! Forget my fate. Remember me, but ah! Forget my fate. Remember me, remember me, but ah! Forget my fate. Remember me, but ah! Forget my fate.

FUCK listen to THAT

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I'm not crying; i'm just washing my impure eyes to see her marvelous interpretation D':

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Shit gets too strange sometimes. I need to create more weirdness or look through my photos more. I have too fucking many! (Not possible!) Probably over 40,000. I can easily snap like 30 shots of bull shit in no time. A fortunate or unfortunate skill? I miss my photography. It seems as though I have fallen out of a few habits lately! I don't even know what I'm doing. I've joined the environmental club, I'm mostly pretty envoronmental I guess. so I've further developed my new passion for all super old music. Hell to the yizzle we got dat Gregorian chant! And that frescobaldi and Vivaldi! I could tell you all about the recitative and the aria of these opera pieces. Oh Purcel? Dido and Aeneas. Sounds so Greek ya know? So experiences have been mad odd lately. From forgetfulness and the filter bubble to random paulene with her guitar and the hallway, and profe and his rando comments and Maya Angelou! Who I find to be a most respectable and beautiful women. I don't know if I would want to be her, her life was wildly tough. But I would totally meet her, even if she rendered me speechless! Girl you bein too fancy right now. So the other day my friends were talking about their tumblrs and how they never post anything original, which either made me feel like a dumbass douchebag or like maybe I'm doing something good while trying to express my creativity and share my opinions. Aw fuck, no matter what, still sucks! Haha! And not to mention my weird lunch with Carlos, john, and Brian! Shit gets so weird up in dis world, goodnight.

Trying to listen to Monteverdi, Gabrieli, and Purcel is much easier than trying to read the actual music textbook. I love the point when we have actual instruments in music. Fuck the chuch-lice. (lees) you know, like police. Sad that I really had to explain that. Anyway, I'm listening to classical music like a classy mother fucker. I have yet to notice the musical difference between the music of these three lovely composers (if that is what they are to be called). Hopefully enlightenment will come soon, or all I will do is start to learn how to memorize their songs and be like oh yeah, my man Gabrieli! And sadly it took forever for women's voices to be considered any bit sacred? Only men and young boys were allowed to sing in the church. and of course there were the castratos! Poor boys! See?! I remember a lot of things from music lecture. I've also become really good at this waking up early thing. Shit, I'm so good, I got myself awake today at 8! man! excellent! and my class isn't even until 10:40! so much time! I don't dorm or anything, I'm a commuter, but I'll be leaving here at 10:00ish to get to school... Now I am hearing Gabrieli, sad thing, I didn't even notice when the music changed. Ugh, help me? I'll get it soon...