#beautiful piano too

[kingofthewilderwest]

Hey did you know quasi-sight-reading four part choral harmonies on piano with only one hours' heads up before rehearsal while a fan keeps automatically turning your pages doesn't go well

[tradingjack]

There's no turning back.

... Is there anyone who'll be able to survive what lies ahead?

[rainintheevening]

Hey, single girlies. What do you want to walk up the aisle to if you get married?

I want to go up to the 'Homeland' theme from Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron soundtrack by Hans Zimmer.

[swordheld]

hi! your blog is one of my favourites and i absolutely adore reading your thoughts. my grandfather recently passed away and it feels like i lost myself with him. how do i continue living after this? there is this constant weight on my chest and it feels like an emptiness has made a home inside of me. how do i go on when it feels like the world crashed on my shoulders?

hello, love! this is so very sweet and kind of you, and i hope you're treating yourself gently and kindly right now - there aren't words for a loss like this. that heaviness is difficult, and hard, and painful. it's okay if things don't feel okay, right now, or even soon - i think that's something that a lot of the people i know that have gone through similar grief feel: like they should be able to get back to a relative 'normal' in a [insert far too short period of time].

but it's okay if it hurts. that's where i'd like to start. you're allowed to feel that emptiness, that world-crashed feeling that goes beyond words, beyond time. don't feel like you have to rush this to feel some sort of better. things get easier with time, i promise you this, but sometimes painful feelings are important to feel, too. cry, scream, feel your emotions. they're a part of you. grieve.

it's perhaps a little silly, but when i think about death i always think about a couple of space songs: mainly drops of jupiter by train and saturn by sleeping at last. there are perhaps others that speak to the emotions better, but these two have always hit something a little deeper for me, and are popular for a wide-reaching reason.

and while personally i don't know much about grief like this, i do know a lot about love; and i think they're a lot of the same thing.

the people we love are a part of us, and this is why it takes from us so deeply when we lose them, because it does feel like we've lost a part of ourselves in the wake of it. but it's because they were so central to our experiences of living - our lives, that the separation introduces a hollowness - a place where they used to be. a home that now goes unlived in.

an emptiness, like you said.

but just because they're not here physically, doesn't mean he's not still there, in your heart, in your life, your memory. you can hold him close in smaller ways, as well: steal a sweater, or cologne/scent for something a little more physical and long lasting for remembering. hold onto the memories you cherish, the things that made you laugh, the ease of slow mornings and gentle nights. write them all down, slide a few photographs in there, go through it and add more when you miss him. keep them all close, keep them in your heart.

you're not alone, in this. he's still there, with you, it's just - in the little things.

he's with you in the way you see and go about your daily life, in doing what he liked to do, in the ways he interacted with the world that you shared with him. the memories you recall fondly when the night is late or the moment is right and something calls it into you like a melody, an old bell, laughter you'd recognize anywhere.

but i think, perhaps most importantly above all others - talk about him. with your family, your friends, his friends, strangers; stories are how we keep the people we love alive. the connections they've made, the legacies and experiences they've left behind, and so, so many stories.

how lucky, we are - to love so much it takes a piece of us when they go. grief is the other side of the coin, but it does not mean our love goes away. it lives in you. it lives in everyone who knew him, in the smallest pieces of our lives.

the people we love never really leave us, like this: they're in how we cook and the way we fold our newspapers, our laundry, in the radio stations we tune in to and the way we decorate our walls, our photo albums. they're in the way we store our mail, organize our closets, the scribbled notes in the indexes of our books. the meals we love and the drinks we mix, the way we spend time with one another. they've been passed down for generations, for longer than history - and we are all the luckier for it.

think about what you shared with him, and do it intentionally. bring him into your life, like this, again. whether it's crosswords or poetry or sports or anything else. if one doesn't help, try another. something might click.

i hope things feel a little easier for you, as they tend to do only with time. i hope you find joy in your grief, even if it is small and hard to grasp at first. know that your hurt stems from so much love that there isn't a place to put it properly, and that it is something so meaningful and hurting poets and storytellers have been struggling to put it into words and sounds that feel like the fit right for eons, and that it is also just simply yours. sometimes things don't have to make sense. sometimes they just are - unable to be put into words or neat little sentiments, as unfair and tragic as they come.

but i promise it will not feel like this forever. your love is real. and perhaps, on where to begin on from here - i think it's less on finding where to begin and just beginning. and you've already started. you've taken the most important and crucial step: the first one. wherever you go, after that, from here? you'll figure it out. you always have, and you always do. it'll come, as things always do. love leads us, as does light - and you're never alone in your hurt. in your grief, your missing something dear to you. i think if you talk about it with others, you'll find they have ways of helping you cope as well - and they have so much love of their own to spare, too.

as an aside, here is the song (northern star by dom fera) i was listening to when i wrote this, for no other reason more than it makes me think of connections, and love, and how we hold onto the people we love and how they change us, wonderfully and intrinsically. it's a little more joyous than the others i've mentioned, and plays like a story, and it made me think of what is at the core of this, love and stories and i am here with you, and maybe it'll bring you some joy, if you'd like it. wishing you all my love and ease 💛

[mishalikessoundsandcolours]

For some reason this song title reminds me of The Man Who Fell To Earth in a way

Like partially it's because of the word 'subterranean' since Bowie's track Subterraneans from Low was initially written when he tried to do the soundtrack for tmwfte and other than that it's just the feeling of the song ig? I know it's not what it's really about, that was just my first association, it is really beautiful though (me and my piano teacher went on a tangent about Radiohead today so that's what I've been listening to all evening lol)

[fisheito]

If you tracked my eye activity on that bliss promo pic with the tops it would be something like this

Making a major stop at topper

Before crashing into a ditch (yakuya corner)

[bl00dyghoul2]

Vladimir Horowitz plays Chopin Ballade no. 3 in A flat major, op. 47

[getosugurusbangs]

what if i said i actually love too weird to live, too rare to die and think it’s underrated. what then.

[cloudstuffs]

drawing fucking rules i can just draw these silly little lines and a cool picture appears

[titsthedamnseason]

which songs from your surprise song list survived the first U.S. leg (plus mexico city weekend) of the eras tour?

[lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar]

🎧

omgggg russ's voice in this one(and some other songs) gave me SO many chills when i first heard it. it still does that to me when i really listen to it. but i'm still so glad i decided to first listen to this album in the darkness of my bedroom with headphones on just laying there and listening. his voice is actually so pretty, help

also russ is singing this song to me because that's what he does to me(he didn't write it but he's singing it to me)

but also some parts are from me to him

okay anyway

[me leaving this post up not typing, just listening to the song on repeat while eating various fruits]

[like an hour later] okay the lyrics

[me getting sidetracked trying to clean up my browser tabs, ending up watching/saving entire russ videos and planning future gifs, somehow found the world's smallest and worst quality video ever and yet i still love it]

OKAY HERE WE GO:

YOOOOOUUuUuUuUu made me feeeeeeeeEeEeEeEeL (this whole part from here onward is from me to russ)

like i NEEEEEEEEeEeEeEeEver could feeeeeeEeEeEeEel

to the DEEEEEeEeEeEePTHS of my souuuuuUuUuUul

NOOOOoOoOoOoW for the fiiiiiiiIiIiIiIirst time

i'm LIIIIIIIiIiIiIiIiving for reEeEeEeEeEeEeAaAaaal (<- this part especially)

and i FEEEEEEeEeEeEeEeEeEL i'm made whoOoOoOooole

and i WIIIIIIiIiIiIiIiIiILL sacriFICE

to bring you joooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoy (this whole part from here onward is what russ does to me)

yes i WIIIIIIiIiIiIiIiIiILL spend my LiiiiIIIIIIFE to bring you joooooooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoy

BRING YOU JOOOOOOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOY

LIKE YOU'VE NeVER KNoOWN BEFOOOOORE

BRING YOU JOOOOOOOOOOoooooOOOoyyyyyyyy

make you scream and shout for more

take this BOOOOOOOoOoOoOoOoOoOY

AND FROM MISERY YOU'LL SOAR

INTO JOOOOoooooOOOooyyyyyyyy THAT YOU'LL FEEL FOR evERMOOOORE

and i'll make you feel so happy you could cryyyyyYYYyyyYYYYYY

yes i'll make you feel so happy you will diiiiiiiiiiiiIiIiIiIiIiIiIiIie

sing and SHOOOOOOOoOoUuUuUuUuUuUuUuUuUuUUUT

thrOW YOUR FEELINGS TO THE SKIES

SING AAND SHOOOOoooooouuuuuuut

let the jOY WITHIN you RISE

shout iT OOOOOOOOOoOoOoUuUuUuUuUuUuUuUuUuUUUT

thAT YOU WANT TO LAUGH AND CRYYYYY

WANT TO SHooooooooOOOOoouuuuUUUuuuuut

want to SPREAD your wings and FLY

and i'll make you feel so happy you could cryyyyyYYYYyyyyyYYYY

and i'll make you feel so happy you will diiiiiiiiiiiiIiIiIiIiIiIiIiIiIIiIiIiIiIie

YOUUUUUuUuUu made me feeeeeeeEeEeEel (me to russ again)

like i NEEEeEeEeEeEver could feeeEeEeEeEeEeEel

to the DEEEeEeEeEeEePTHS of my souuuuuUuUuUul

NOOOOoOoOoOoW for the fiiiiiiiiIiIiIiIiIirst time

i'm LIIIIIIIiIiIiIiIiIving for reeeeeEeEeEaAaAaAaaaal

and i FEEEEeEeEeEeEeEeEeL i'm made whoooOoOoOoOole

and i WIIIIIIIIIIIiIiIiIiIiIiIiIiIiILL sacriFICE to bring you jooooOOOOoyyyyYYYYYYYYY

yes i WIIIIiIiIiIiIiIiILL spend my LiiiiiIIIIIIFE to bring yoooooooOUuUuUuUu

JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoOOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOyYyYyyYyYyYyYyyYyYyYyYyyYyYyYYyYyYyyYyYyYYyYyYyYYyyYyYyYyyYyYyYyYYyYyYyYYyYyYYyYyYyYYyYyYyyYyYYyYyYYyYyyYyYYyYyyYyYyyYyYYyYyYYyYyYYyYyYYyyYyYYyYyYyyYyYyYyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

i love everything about this song

[gemkun]

i'm still working out the intricacies of it but veritas can play musical instruments , yes , plural , however he elects to play the harp. he can play piano because that is what he was raised to learn initially but he moved onto the harp because as you extend your studies , it becomes exceptionally difficult. the harp is also a rare instrument and one seen less and less these days , which is another aspect that appeals to veritas.

[kenobion]

Andrew Garfield at the SBIFF Cinema Society Q&A on tick, tick...BOOM!

[knightzp]

mayonaka no nocturne played on my playlist and now im thinking abt how we're eventually gonna get new knights solos and how its impossible that happyele makes a better solo for ritsu

[nadia-el-mansours]

Watching Totems and it's not doing me any favors with the Margo/Sergei brainrot

[abeautifulrayofsunshine]