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Name: Duke
Location: United States
Gender: Male
Interests: lots of stuff
Expertise: I really couldn't claim expertise at anything
Occupation: Student
Industry: Engineering
Message: message me
AIM:  azuraswine
Member Since:
9/12/2004
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| thinking thinking thinking. architecture is great. so is music. I'm
reading this book that makes the connection between music and
architecture. it makes me want to buy a post-modern cool ass house and
play music really bad. I've had this really strong urge for the past
couple of years to have my own house with a music studio in it.
sometimes I get really depressed because I realize how far off that
goal is and it makes me wonder if I will still even like playing music
by the time I own a house. just like a giant hole in the ground with
cement and electrical outlets is all I need. or a rudimentary basement.
but the sad fact of the matter is 1) there are like 3 basements in all
of Hawaii, and 2) I am poor. if i get a high paying stupid ass job,,,
will my creative impulses be drained from me? from the strain of a lame
ass 9-5 every day? or can I keep my soul even though i make money? i
guess we shall see. because I'm gonna finish this damn degree and that
is all I know. no, I'm not going to switch to being a music major. no,
I'm not going to take a year off to travel the damn world. maybe I'll
join the peace corps or something weird like that after I graduate but
I gotsta finish taking care of business here first. In the meantime I
reckon I'll just continue seeing as much live music as possible and
keep playing as much as I can. what's the sense of working hard if you
never get to play??? I now leave you with a quote.
Can architecture be heard? Most
people would probably say that as architecture does not produce a
sound, it cannot be heard. But neither does it radiate light, and yet
it can be seen. We see the light it reflects and thereby gain an
impression of form and material. In the same way we hear the sounds it
reflects and they, too, give us an impression of form and material.
Differently shaped rooms and different materials reverberate
differently. Steen Eiler Rasmussen
Ok, maybe two.
That which is overdesigned, too
highly specific, anticipates outcome; the anticipation of outcome
guarantees, if not failure, the absence of grace. William Gibson
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| BLOWING MOTHA FUCKIN FIREBALLS!!!
BLAAAAAAAUGH
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| close your eyes and imagine a place that you feel something about.
whether it's uncomfortable, scared, horny, pissed, whatever. just not
ambivalent... there has to be a definite feeling. something that you
noticed. then just think about that feeling. does it make you blush?
make your heart beat faster? make you nervous? make you smile? what
does that feeling sound like? soft, building violin singing? thudding
boiling chasing drums with some triangle mixed in? shivering xylophones
all alone? bob marley? total silence? blaring megaphone cuss words? how
bout a color? or image even? orange sinking orb in blue? gray lines
moving together really stealthy? green grass swimming in the sunlight?
hm... i think this is how i'm gonna write songs from now on.
Oh yeah, and I'm hooked on epitonic.com. Thanks, love.
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| So even though I'll probably never really use the ability, I want to become a better writer, just because. In part because there are a lot of really fucking terrible writers out there that pollute the collective literary gene pool and I think I'm better than them and would like to cleanse the pool and adjust its pH balance. So to this end I am going to write. Free write that is. Because this is better than myspace. And god I am so sick of myspace. Now this is like talking to myself (which I don't condone) but if anyone reads this, will you please recommend a decent book? It's seriously been like a year since I've read a book, excluding mind numbing text books. I mean really, they shouldn't even call them books because they are the opposite. Books, at their best, inspire, probe and challenge one to experience feelings and ideas that they might never have imagined before. Text books give a manual like description of a concept so thorough and banal that the skeleton of the subject is laid bare like a carcass picked clean and bleached by the sun. A book aims to build mystery and intrigue around an idea by sparking debate and making itself grow like expanding foam. A textbook aims to rid a subject of all controversy by rigorously proving theories and citing evidence. And if there are exceptions to the rules laid out so nicely in a row, those will be duly noted as well... as exeptions and nothing more. At its best a text book is a knowledge transfusion. Just straight ahead nature-of-the-matter information on how this wonderful world works channelled efficiently from the good people at Houghton-Mifflin to your malnourished little brain. Books Question. Textbooks Answer. And everyone knows what is useful and what is not. | | |
| kid in my music tech class....
"whoa, man, that laptop looks heavy!"
other kid= "yea, it's heavy."
"is it like..more than 15 pounds?"
"im not sure how many pounds it is but it's heavy"
"is it like more than a human head?"
"what?"
"is it like heavier than a human head?"
by this time I bust out laughing looking directly at him but he does not notice and continues his inquiry.
How much do you weigh?
5 to 6 human heads? | | |
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