| Paul Huff ( @ 2007-09-30 10:50:00 |
Music (the postlude.)
While I was up in the middle of the night for a couple of hours for no apparent reason, a piece of music started playing on repeat through my mind. This happens to me a lot, not just at 3:00 a.m., and I'm not entirely sure why, but I'll have a couple of bars of a nice piece of music, or jazz recording, or some other pop song go through my head repeatedly. The game always becomes, "What is this two bar (or, sometimes, as little as two chord) phrase from?" Sometimes it takes me a day or two to figure it out, sometimes a lot less. Totally random.
The nice part was that at 3:00 a.m. last night my brain started playing a nice little phrase that I couldn't place for a little bit. I thought about it, and thought about it and suddenly it dawned on me: it was a phrase of music that I'd heard for the first time on Friday night, as I played it with Jeremy and Chris Hough who it turns out is a really nice (as a person) and good (as a musician) guitarist in Salt Lake. It was a song that I'd never played before (which seems to be my musical performance theme of the summer), and it was nice.
It was a pleasant 3:00 a.m. surprise.
While I was up in the middle of the night for a couple of hours for no apparent reason, a piece of music started playing on repeat through my mind. This happens to me a lot, not just at 3:00 a.m., and I'm not entirely sure why, but I'll have a couple of bars of a nice piece of music, or jazz recording, or some other pop song go through my head repeatedly. The game always becomes, "What is this two bar (or, sometimes, as little as two chord) phrase from?" Sometimes it takes me a day or two to figure it out, sometimes a lot less. Totally random.
The nice part was that at 3:00 a.m. last night my brain started playing a nice little phrase that I couldn't place for a little bit. I thought about it, and thought about it and suddenly it dawned on me: it was a phrase of music that I'd heard for the first time on Friday night, as I played it with Jeremy and Chris Hough who it turns out is a really nice (as a person) and good (as a musician) guitarist in Salt Lake. It was a song that I'd never played before (which seems to be my musical performance theme of the summer), and it was nice.
It was a pleasant 3:00 a.m. surprise.