I don’t know if it actually posted, but if it did my tumblr was “hacked” and I caught someone in the middle of posting something they shouldn’t have posted. Jerks.
I haven’t posted anything in a while.
I’ve been busy. Forgive me, tumblrs. Pls.
As you know, one of my favorite composers is Alexander Scriabin…
Here are a few quotes to get you thinking:
"If we can affirm everything as nothing more than subjective occurrence, then it can be only as a result of our activity, of our one and therefore free and absolute activity. Therefore the world is the result of my activity, my creation, my wish (freely imposed)."
"If you fret and regret that you have no talent, then this is the sign that the seed of talent is in you. Let it grow and never doubt it."
Regardless of the fact that he thought he was God and created the universe by this thought, the first quote when practically applied actually makes a huge amount of sense. The second just makes everyone feel warm and fuzzy inside. On a side note: the man was a genius.
Anonymous asked: Hey, did you play Au bord de l'eau?
Not yet, we’re working on it right now, though :D.
Being a Musician is…
20% feelings of inadequacy
69% sexual frustration
40% inability to comprehend math
10% getting the drive to practice
Theory 4 Starts Tomorrow
What I want to say to those who think theory is a waste of time
Piotr Tchaikovsky’s advice to his younger brother Anatoli
"1. Work and avoid idleness so that you will be ready for hard work later on.
2. Read a lot.
3. Be honest and humble, and prepare yourself to be an ordinary and good person.
4. Do not try to please and be popular.
5. Do not get upset over bad marks, the unfairness of teachers, and gossip because all of this is trivial.
6. Don’t be too conceited and prepare yourself for the fate of an ordinary mortal.
- Moscow: February 6th, 1866”
This is advice that everyone should follow; one can see the obvious benefits.
Note: Due to the risk of copyright infringements, I paraphrased the points. If you’re interested in reading the whole letter (which is a lot longer obviously) here’s the citation:
Tchaikovsky, Piotr I. Letters to His Family: an Autobiography. Trans. Galina von Meck. Ed. Galina von Meck, Percy M. Young. New York: Stein and Day, 1982. Print.
The book itself, as well as the newer edition, is unfortunately out of print, but there are most likely copies circulating around somewhere.
It frustrates me, yet I need to let my thoughts and feelings be known to the world because words will mean nothing.
I just had to re-draft my entire first theme because it doesn’t reflect what I need to say. All that work is now gone.
Let me dedicate an entire post to one of my major influences as a musician.
The man speaks about himself.
John Cage speaks about him.
What a guy. For real.