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Monday, 30 November 2009

Rachmaninov and his big hands

Out of the blue a few days ago, E asked me if I liked Rachmaninov. I told him something along the lines of Russian Romanticism was best left to Tchaikovsky, who could actually compose for an instrument other than the piano*, and then I had a horrible thought.

Please, if there is a god up there, don't let my Christmas present be a steamy night of late Russian Romanticism.

*disclaimer: Yes, I know Rachy did compose for more than just the piano. But to be fair, none of that stuff went anywhere either.

Friday, 27 November 2009

Maida Vale 3

You might remember the little event I blogged about here...

Roll on Monday, February 8th 2010 for our trip to a certain world-famous BBC studio in London!

I am only a little bit excited.

Wednesday, 25 November 2009

Sunday, 22 November 2009

Week 11.52

And then I looked up at the sun and I could see/Oh the way that gravity turns on you and me
- Embrace, 'Gravity'

There are scummy people in this world

and most of them work in university admissions.

E's been rejected from our third choice without interview, as was my good friend J from Cambridge. (Bearing in mind she wants to read History, this is all despite the fact that she already has an A as A2 French, two As in her ASs, and came in the top ten nationwide for History at GCSE.)

On the upside for E, his Cambridge interview date has just come through.
je suis jealous much?...

Me? Neither York nor Warwick have got back to me, yet. So obviously I've spent my time wisely doing extra reading taking extra photographs.
Most of which involved therapeutically ripping up certain prospectuses.

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Monday, 16 November 2009

I was blogged!

HERE by Nikoline. Who is amazing and fantastic, and whom I am in absolute awe of.

Damn my parents for not moving to northern Norway.

Sunday, 15 November 2009

Week 10.52

May you build a ladder to the stars/And climb on every rung/And may you stay forever young
- Bob Dylan, 'Forever Young'

Saturday, 14 November 2009

The Politics of Paintballing

Adrenaline, delivered in a safe environment using the best equipment with trained professional staff... Combat Paintball hits the target.

And in other news, the number of British military personnel killed on operations in Afghanistan since 2001 stands at 232 after a serviceman from 4th Battalion The Rifles died after an explosion near Sangin on 8 November.

Friday, 13 November 2009

What a legend of a Music teacher will get you these days...

would appear to be a day's workshop at the BBC Maida Vale studios with the BBC Concert Orchestra, for one small rural A2 Music group.

Oh, and the chance to perform with them at two concerts.

Iamsoridiculouslyexcited. Miss B is an actual legend, and we will never complain about buying her coffee for her again.

In the concert, we'll be playing along with the orchestra for Elbow's One Day Like This. They recently performed it on the Electric Proms...

So that's A and T on their violins, E on her trumpet, N on drums, D and (Sch)M on guitar, J on keyboard, L on her sax (?), and me on vocals... It is going to be epic.

Tuesday, 10 November 2009

Sunset, Sunrise.

I found this book in the library today, by Susan Sontag. It's not a book, really; it's a series of essays. She's a literary theorist, but I don't know which genre of this particular book would fall under, because it's not literary criticism. It's photographic.

It sort of blew my mind. I was waiting to log on and it was just sitting on the shelf so I picked it up, and the next thing I knew the bell had gone and I'd been reading it for an hour. She talks about what role photography plays in society - what its purpose is, what it makes us. Stuff I'd almost thought about*, but couldn't unlock.

I can smell intellect. I can taste academia on the back of my throat. It's there, I just can't have it yet. I want uni so bad.

Incidentally, the video has nothing to do with any of this. I shot it last night, when I realised I was too late for the lens flare I'd wanted, but I couldn't bear to waste the sunset. I think stop-motion is going to become a new obsession.

*Jeez, I think this is Larkin's "almost-instinct, almost true" that I can't get out of my head since the lesson today. I need to stop nicking other people's stuff, and come up with something original.

Sunday, 8 November 2009

Week 9.52

What if I don't know who I am /Will that keep us both from trying /To find out and when you have /Be sure to let me know
- Emilie Autumn, 'What If'

Saturday, 7 November 2009

White Hares, Crimson Dawns, and Ladies of the Sea

ug. College is back with a vengeance. To be fair, though, I have very little to blog about, except that E and I went to see Seth Lakeman and his folk rock band at the Waterfront on Thursday. He was incredible, but then that was no surprise…

Go here and here.
And then here.
And if you get the chance to see him live, don’t think twice.

Sunday, 1 November 2009

Week 8.52

Ok, I lie. This isn't actually my 52. But it's close.

The real one is here.