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今天练了超过一个小时的钢琴。
接下来， 11 月 中旬，会开始很忙。

我不喜欢忙碌的感觉。 我只想游泳， 弹钢琴。看电影。
摄影。 画画。

（不负责任。 又贪玩， 什么都想玩的坏蛋。）

这两天，花了不少时间闭着眼睛弹钢琴
弹钢琴的时候， 闭上眼睛的时候， 会看见浅浅的， 淡淡的绿光。

听到旋律。 然后忘记。


用自己的方式，找到了 La Vie en Rose 的 basic chords.

C 调。Start at C.

开心。 但歌词。。。想不起来。

"Hold me close...and hold me fast...
the magic spell you cast...
This is La Vie Ennnnn Rooooooseeee ~~~~~~~"

That was as far as I got.
Sitting here. This is a short flight. A 1 hour flight.

Christopher Norton 的 "In The Bag" 弹了 N 遍。
乐谱上写着 Glenn Miller style.

I think I've been playing it my style. freestyle.

anyhow.

Fooling around.

Love Me Tender. 比较熟练了。 但 老套的歌词记不了。

"For it's there that I belong...."

Blah.

一边弹，
一边想象自己带着摄影机， 到世界不同的角落， 寻找不同的寂寞。

“到世界不同的角落， 寻找不同的寂寞”
匠气很重。 Like the sort of pretentious smoking/protagonist's face in half-lit Wong-Kar-Wai-imitations mise-en-scenes.

主题。书名。
anyway.

又搭飞机。
幻想号。 42-66

我不是 11 月的萧邦。

Wanted to finish off the session with a revision of the basics.

Do Mi So Doooo...Do So Mi Do
"Every truly cultured music student knows....you must learn your scales and arpeggios"

But thought to myself..
aw, what the heck, might as well run that Leslie Cheung classic through my fingers a few more times .

追。

Dad was reading in the living room. Piano is in the living room.
So I sang in a whisper.
Dad was kind, he let me play to my heart's content without switching on the telly to watch the evening news. Mum usually doesn't give a shit. She switches on the telly and cranks up the volume so that she can hear. But I don't blame her. Her hearing is going from bad to worse...
Lucky for me, she's out playing mahjong at my granny's place.
Lucky for me, i got the sudden urge to have an extended piano session whilst she was out of the house.

There was some Kuromatsu sake left in the fridge from looooooooong ago.

I swiped a sip.

Mid-november. The spiral starts. Lots of work commitments till the Christmas weekend.

The piano, is an old friend i've finally found time to re-visit.

It just feels different.

there's juice in your bones when you no longer have to struggle with the ABRSM system, and you're just trying to make like Ray; like Stevie.

Wonder.

posted by audaciousjoy @ 12:08 AM