Saturday, November 20, 2010

Count Bubba

Am I allowed to stab my jazz band music in the face? ‘Cause I’d really like to. Jesus, that music is going to drive me insane, I know it. I’ve spent this whole night trying to get it perfect, ‘cause I really really wanna make Panther Jazz Band this year. So I have ‘til Tuesday fifth block to make it as good as I can. PRESSURE MUCH?!

These are the songs I’m attempting to play:

Goodbye Pork Pie Hat

La Fiesta

23 Degrees North / 82 Degrees West

Count Bubba

 

I love them all to listen to, and they’re fun to play, but they’re exhausting to learn and are all really fast and complicated (except Pork Pie, that’s pretty chill).

I hate stressing out over music. It ruins the whole fun of it. I just need to do awesome at the audition and I’ll finally be able to relax.

 

Panicky,

Lemon

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

The Modern Age

Up on a hill is where this begins, this little story from a long time ago.

I’m writing about madness in English. I think it’s the only time I could talk about the Mad Hatter in an English paper and have it be relevant.

I’m supposed to be doing my lab report now, so I don’t have to worry about it tomorrow, since I’ll be so busy watch my husband SUFJAN playing on stage. I just don’t have it in me to talk about cellular respiration right now, though. Sigh.

I CAN talk about how excited I am for the concert, though. Guess how excited I am, just guess.

I’M SO EXCITED I NEED TO WRITE IN BOTH BOLD AND UNDERLINE.

YEAH.

THAT EXCITED.

It’s going to be ah-maz-ing. I just know it.

Who’s bummed that the epic scramble during the hybrid show is only a backwards walk for drumline? I am. :(

Um, yeah. There are other things on my mind, a lot of things, but talking about them on here would either bore you or I wouldn’t feel comfortable talking about.

So, be happy I posted again! Yay! Happiness! Wooooooo

Lots and lots and lots and lots of love (Oh, Hugh Laurie..),

Suzi Q

Musique


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