Good Music

What is good music? Is it something that has great meaning behind it's lyrics? Is it.. an auditory masterpiece? Or is it something instrumentally that is unparalleled? I don't really know.

For example, I played piano for.... 8 years? Some of the last pieces by Bach, Chopin I ever played was a culmination of all the years of practice and I put in. Even after 8 years it still took me more than half a year to master these pieces. By master I mean learn it well enough to play from memory to get a good score at my exam. That's 7 to 8 months of breaking the 5-6 pages of music down into sections, learning each section, then playing that entire song thousands of times. And this was only for one piece (song). So if you ask me, I would probably say everything I played is considered good music. I guess because I know how difficult it was to learn, to play. So how talented would you have to be to write something like that?

Musically.. I am not that talented. Even with all my years of piano my sight reading (seeing a piece of music and play it right away) is very mediocre. I am not able to hear something and replicate that sound on the piano either. That said, this is merely what my own opinion of what I think good music is.

And I think Music is whatever is wants to be. And you should just have an open mind about it. If you hear something you like, then that itself is good enough for you. If melodically it appeals to you, then what can you say? However I believe today with all the "electronic" and whatnot people forget there's other music. There's opera, there's entire orchestras, there's.... the blue man group. Don't get me wrong I enjoy some of that electronic music too, but I just hate when people go and say that "this shiets the best ever!!!!!!!!!!!"

Think about it, for hundreds of years people have been singing, violin'n, piano'n, guitar'n, so the culmination of all that music greatly outweighs what's been made electronically recently. There's tons of music out there, better music than what you think is the best thing you ever heard. I bet if you were to travel to a monastery and listen to a bunch of nuns sing in some isolated town in France it would be an experience you weren't able to describe.

Music is whatever is wants to be.

Bitches don't know me like dat

Today, I was playing with my dog, Kaede. I realized that when I talk to Kaede, I talk to her like a little baby. Alright, that's putting it lightly... I talk like a little bitch to Kaede.

"d'Awww, gucci gucci, hey dere baby gurrrr!" - elchristobale

"nigga, stop frontin' like a bitch" - kaede

Then it hit me, I've also talked to my prior significant others like that as well.

"d'Awww, gucci gucci, hey dere baby gurrrr!" - elchristobale

"bark bark bark" - Charlize Theron

What does this all mean? Well, after this epiphany of mine, I have reached the conclusion that I treat girls like dogs.

p.s. happy new years and shet

Cynics/Haters/Assholes No Difference

I've come to realize that there's always people out there that can complain about ANYTHING. I saw this post earlier about some student at Columbia, talking about how a guy came in dropped a bunch of envelopes and left. Inside the envelope was a 50 dollar bill and a simple message to enjoy the gift and to enjoy the simple things in life with your friends and family.

http://i.imgur.com/hImxj.jpg

Then I read a few funny comments, but then there's a shitload of lowlifes just bitching how this guy could've helped other people with that money and the last thing you need is to help those rich Columbia students. Wow, seriously? Fuck man why the hell are you complaining about a guy who took his own money to give out to other people. Some people just love to see the glass as half empty, low life sucking maggots these people. Like seriously I still can't believe people who do this. I bet if they read about some bum who got his shit together and finally got off the streets and comments on how he'll be back on the street in no time. Or how he'll just  become a serial killer or something. Why can't you just be happy? Is your miserable little life so bad that you have to send your negative mojo out into the world any chance you get?

People like this piss me off, and to be honest the world is better off filled with wealthy guys who only gave money out to other wealthy people than judgmental bitches. In saying this, I am a pretty judgmental guy and I need to stop hating on people. For instance everytime I'm on facebook scrolling down my news feed this is what's normally going through my head "spoiled, ugly, annoying, that food looks good,  man I hate judgmental religious people, married already?, damn she's hot, hahaha that's funny". I just needa stop hating, so what if some kids got married too young? I should be like GOOD FOR THEM, gives them plenty of time to get divorced...... haha I'm working on it.

Anyways it's late, hopefully I'll write another post before Christmas. I love Christmas.

-boomb00m

The Dream

Hi All,

Here is a dream of mine, when I am king of some balla ass country. King Vu will be chilling in his castle of course, but here is his dream.

Lord Vu as they will come to call me will be sitting on a couch, with a lit fireplace as his wench/wife plays this on the piano: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kllZlF6mB2s

This along with a cup of hot cocoa is what this dream consists of. Just sitting there with the warm fire sipping on my cocoa while listening to this beautiful song, what a life. Variation of Canon, hot cocoa, wench. Call me a dreamer.

Goodnight All,
Lord Vu

Lucky

The reason I started a blog however long ago was because I felt I had things I wanted to say. And putting pen to paper (technically speaking) was the best way to say it. Only, I got lazy and none of these thoughts came to fruition. I will try to write more, and hopefully what I write is not stupid.

Anyways, it is fairly late where I can feel the fatigue. Sitting here I noticed a few things while I was browsing facebook. I realized that a lot of people (myself included) don't really know what to do with our lives. However, like all my friends I grew up quite privileged. By privileged I mean we don't have to worry about money as much as other people. I see that a lot of people are going back to school, just because they don't really know what to do. That is a privilege to be able to do that. Don't get me wrong, some are doing it with a goal in mind (doctor, lawyer). I can even say that about myself, because yes I have thought about grad school but only because I don't know what it is I want in life. I don't think about the people who aren't as lucky as us, those who don't even go to college for financial reasons. I didn't grow up in that situation, and neither did any of the people I know so I never think about it - but it's a reality. So for tonight, I want to count my blessings (in a non-religious manner) and to appreciate the life that I have. I guess you shouldn't feel guilty thinking about the person who has more/less than you, but to just take advantage of the opportunities that you already have.

Life..

A coworker of mine today passed away. He was new here, only been here a few months. I never took the time to talk to him, or get to know him really. I kinda regret that now, he seemed like a solid fellow. What hurts the most is that yesterday we had a company lunch, and I sat directly across from him yet didn't say anything to him. And then we left work at the same time and I was just gonna say a simple bye to him but decided not to. I don't really know why I didn't, and I guess I will never get the chance to.

I guess when things like this happen we realize that life is short, and that we may take some things for granted. And we need to appreciate what we have, and who we have in our life. This guy simply had a asthma attack early this morning and couldn't be saved. I really don't know what to say really.. They started a money collection around the office so I'm probably going to go to the bank at lunch and donate what I can. I just wish I gave the guy a friendly 'bye'.

Wassup Motha Fuckers

I came back and realized my man Chris has posted consecutive times and I've been MIA. But here I am bitches, blogging like a boss at work. This post is not going to have any relevance, so continue reading if you want to get educated.

It's Friday, or else this blog would just consist of me softly weeping and screaming bloody murder. But not today, cause today.. IS OUR INDEPENDENCE DAY. Okay not really but who can't love that quote from Independence Day. That shit is deep, and that's what she said.

Anyways in other news in my life, nothing has happened.

Moving on, Sarah Palin had a one night stand with Glen Rice. Who is Glen Rice you ask? Well here is where you get educated. Glen Rice is a former 6 foot 8 African American NBA player. Sarah did the dirty with Mr. Rice when he was a college star playing in some tournament in Alaska. So be careful if you ever run into Sarah Palin, you don't want to catch her jungle fever. That shit ain't no mickey mouse.

Peace out playa,

-boomb00m