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"Quando, Quando, Quando" - Michael Buble (ft. Nelly Furtado) |
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I always forget to pull my hair back during art, and we're glazing our pinch weenie pots, so my face is all up in my pot's le grill with my brush and everything.
girl in art - do you have the color F-54
me - no, but thats hot
me- i just messed up big time on this part
jackie- yeah
me and jackie at the same time- thats hot.
On the car ride to home from school, I asked my mom if souvlaki came from pork, and she said it does. I then just blurted (no pun) out what I felt; "mom I want souvlaki or shish kabob so bad"
Then she said that I always craved delicious meaty foods, heck yes. She said she would have bought me some, but didnt have any cash on her.
Then we get home and she decides to make chili with chicken in it, and chicken with so much lemon concentrate...like a gravy...that woman has too many recipes for her own good. Sometimes I take for granted how good I have it with her, she is flippin gourmet, I am not joking. I honestly have never eaten any of her dinners and not been able to get seconds...no, I haven't met anyone else's mother who is this good.
Except for Aunt Liza (nora's mom) in texas, she makes a FINE khimsa. Her and my mom were born with a chef gene...nana asyat, however, kicks both of their butts in dolma, khimsa, harissa....all the old village foods that none of my assyrian friends ever remember.
I always forget to ask my mom if she ever cooked things like spaghetti and hamburgers in slemania when she was dorming with a bunch of muslim women in college. She never wanted to eat from their hands, so she always offered to make dinner for them, and they respected her because the food was good...but what in the world did she cook? Koobeh? What's iraqi cuisine?
But anyway. I'm still going to talk about le food.
When I was leaving for art studio walking with Dana, I told her I wanted pita inn today. She said it could happen. I just couldnt believe it. What if she really wants to go today? Can I eat a chicken dinner and then have a shish kabob sandwich afterwards? Haven't I been eating far too much this whole WEEK. Oh but it just tastes so incredibly good. Shouldn't I be losing weight with all this meat talk? Not that I am in a physical state that requires immediate weight loss...it's just a thought, RELAX.
I knew my mom would pick me up later than usual today, so I sneaked in the music wing, and checked to see if one of the practice rooms with a piano was open...ahhh, I love turning that door knob all the way. I didn't want to play too loud, but I played enough to kill time.
My mom heard of some Assyrian pianist, john paul steve, I dont know what his name was. He's playing at the holiday inn or something, like a little concert, $30 a ticket, and she wants to take me, and I'm like helll yesssssss
My piano lessons will hurt this thursday...you all know I've been formally composing a piece...he told me "this is really heavy, if people hear it, they'll be amazed....but its too heavy, too complicated, not cohesive, you have too much going on with 3 melodies. for your next piece, youre going to have to cut down the complicated urge you have and make it very simple."
alright, so heres the sucky part. it's SO easy to make complicated music.
but it is so difficult to make simple music. i usually finish my piano homework right before he comes, haha. which means i spend about only an hour on my melodies and arrangements and blah blah. that means that im not as dedicated and focused on the music as i should be. and youd think, if i do a crappy job, the music probably sounds boring and whatever.
but it doesnt. i realized last week that i cant slack off if im trying to make simple music and understand his objective.
when i say simple, i dont mean a mary had a little lamb melody
in most professional compositions, there is one melody, or two. this is the base of the whole piece. when you hear most music, it just sounds like a whole big run on sentence with different things comin atcha. but its not, thats the technique thats fooling you. beneath every set of chords is a melody that was probably the inspiration for a piece.
the idea is to arrange these two melodies into a composition, probably 3 or 4 pages long. my teacher's "theme and variation" piece is based on one old assyrian village melody. it was like sung by a bunch of women in the old villages when they used to churn butter, i swear.
but when you hear the piece, its just so BIG. i didnt notice until he made me analyze his music, but the melody repeats itself constantly. but he changed the keys, changed the time, changed the technique of the hand, and it sounded mind blowing. but its just one little simple melody.
my problem is that when i make music, or sit down to write a base, i drift off into like 4 or 5 melodies...its incredibly hard to compose a simple mindblowing melody. that in itself is an oxymoron.
ill admit though, i am flippin lazy to do any of this. i just want to sit on the piano and improvise difficult stuff.
but ill admit again, the piece i made with him does sound pretty pimp. i dont think a lot of people would like it, its rather classical and structured and stuff...but its hot...thats hot.
Me and Juan won our first game today in pickleball today. It was amazing. I said "juanito, we won!!!!!". It was amazing.
Shhh let's disregard the fact that we were playing a team of two girls who didnt really care...shhh...
and clish called juan "juanito". gosh...i love the names i make for people.
and paul was being a meanie as i discussed juan with dana and sandi. jealousy kills, paul. dont be jealous. you and i, we're like salt and artificially flavored sweetener packets you find at the sketchy local restuarant in every town. some people crave the real stuff, but just cant handle it.
that made no sense at all, but i know you all liked it.
yeah, thats hot
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