Breaking contrabass clarinets is bad. 2003-10-10 - 1:15 p.m.
Apparently there are lots of little high schoolers around visiting today, because Dr. Band Director was absolutely angelic (comparatively) this morning. Not once did he say "bitch" or "shit". Amazing.
I have to say I had a revelation in ethnomusicology today. Would you like to hear about it?
(say yes)
Ethnomusicologists study all the weird linguistics shit that I don't get because people like Chomsky say there are things like "surface structure" (phonetics) and "deep structure" (actual meaning of the words) to language. That relates to music and is useful to ethnomusicologists because for so long scholars in the field focused on surface structure like the actual sound of the music (Hornbostel and the very, very dirty blown fifths)...
I said "blown fifths". HAHAHAHAHA.
...and not what the music means in a societal context. Meaning that classical music geeks in Western society (i.e. Mangofarmer) should know something about a particular culture before making value judgements about the aesthetic aspects of its music.
Wow. I feel all smart and stuff. You know what will fix that? HAPPY HOUR! :) At Applebee's, no less. Mmmmmmm, mudslides. These Gradschoolville music geeks must be hell-bent on turning me into a lush. Yet they're very sneaky about it. Bumblefuckians had a rallying cry of "Let's get Sarah drunk!" that I never listened to. Hahahahahaha.
Luckily, we are not butchering Elgar today in orchestra. Instead we will be butchering Debussy. We will see how it goes. At any rate, music geeks + booze = good. Amen.
That's all I've got for now. A very HAPPY Friday to you all. :) :)