(via sanchezventura)
You played it in High School and it made you a nerd.
You play it now and it makes you a god.
Well, something like that. Clarinet
You play it now and it makes you a god.
Well, something like that. Clarinet
Woody Allen affirms his Freudian totality (via cavettbiter)
Vesper Blues by Michael Cheval
Today you get two surrealists, and today (unlike yesterday) it is totally on purpose.**
This painting by Cheval reminded me of a performance I saw of Zungenspitzentanz, a piece for solo piccolo by Karlheinz Stockhausen. I can not find a video of that, but todays other post has a video of a work by Stockhausen for clarinet (more appropriate anyway) entitled Harklein. Enjoy!
**(I have been using the queueing system to put a bunch of posts up all at once. Yesterday’s mistake was probably the result of too much drinking and clicking around tumblr late at night. I apologize for “spamming” your dashboards.)
Billy had practiced his clarinet solo every single day for the entire school year.
He was so excited when the night of the big recital arrived, but was crushed to learn it was canceled due to the zombie invasion.
