#self study music

[dimalink]

Music exercises – course at three hours

Rather long time, there were no news about music exercises. By different reasons. First of all, there were no nothing positive. There was no positive movement. So, for some time, it was all time, with some minimum level. Very low. Even to write about it. And even more - to play something. Even, if this something, it is something really stupid. So, it was no some positive result. So, I, even, start to think, that music things are going rather – like a dead end.

Well, I think, it was really like this. Anyway, I will continue, even in this case, but with so minimal steps – very small result can be achieved.

Some kind of miracle does not happens. But, well, something musical is happened. And positive. And there is something to write about. So, even today, I still do not have a music skills for a simple things. Yes, it is stable, same. And some goals, lets say, for a year ago. Something start to play. Still in category of just a dreams. This is stay at that place, as it was.

But. Some thing I receive. As, I can say, it is, already, about something. So, I start, with something little negative, you know. So, at last, about music exercises. I can to play bass guitar for three hours. During one day. And half of an hour in a second day. And by hour I spent on electro guitar and hour on synthesizer. So, this is my main result!

So, right now, I understand, that music - it is skills. Fantasies – it is very good. It is a things, you need. But, also it requires a skills. So, for some time, I think about music as a some kind of magic. Or, I cannot to solve this puzzle into my head, about what music is. Music - it is fantasies and skills. Fantasies, it is good and right direction. It is a level of a music listener, dreamer. It is ok. But next, you need a skills. Skills to play guitar, synthesizer, bass guitar. For example. Some exercises. Melodies and rhymes. This is a music for me, how I get it now.

OF course, music it is not a first things, music does not have a priority, it is not primary, in casual life. And, it is simply, a point of interest. So, it is good to have a regular interest. From another hand. Lots of us, like to listen something. So, let it be, in middle case, some rock music. There are lots of musicians in this genre. And from this point, you get a regular interest.

Positive side, it is goes, things goes, even if - it is not well correct absolutely, so-so things, and slow. And, anyway, it is not enough. Even, for a simple things. But, something, starts to be better in this plan. So, first of all, I add much more time to play music instruments. It is most valuable thing.

With bass guitar, one day, I start some exercises. Which I find in internet. Simple. Well, you know, just to pull strings. Later, some tracks, that I like, during that time. It is something from Sisters of Mercy. Very cool gothic band. And, also, few rhymes from songs, which are simply from few notes. And, for example, how simple bass guitar can be. So, right now, I can write this, at least.

About electro guitar. It is, again, about chords, and, I try to remember chords and try to exchange chords, one to another. And one track. Hawkwind. It is loud such a rock. Space, I call it space music.

By synthesizers. It is one music exercise, and chords. Once again, chords. It is valuable thing. And, first two pages from book “To Music with a Joy”. So, this is achievement.

It is about, what I try to do. It does not mean I do it good! Once again. Not enough time, I put into these. It is good, as I get, it lots of time everyday to put in playing music. Then it will be a big results. So, I have results like these now. So, in such state. About to my own tracks, I can say this is not a time to speak about my own tracks, in this case. So, right now, I need to get to absorb a thing I call musicality, musicalismus, musical, music skill. It is fantasies and music skills. There are fantasies. And there are no skills. So, these things, I am doing now!

So, this is my phase, I start to understand it better. And, I call it, as a course at three hours. Because of, it is my first achievement. With bass guitar, I played for three hours. It does not matter, what, certain things, I play. Course 1 hour at electro guitar and synthesizer. And plus half of an hour for bass guitar at second day. So, such results for now. I need to get some musicality, musicalismus, musical, music skills.

Dima Link is making retro videogames, apps, a little of music, write stories, and some retro more.

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[dustykneed]

Hello! Random whipper snipper! Share a WIP of your work!

ooh, with pleasure. six the musical araleyn fanart? in the year 2k24? more likely than you think xDD

i realize this looks finished, but technically i'm still deciding whether to add a background or not lol. still, for the sake of sharing a proper WIP, here's a line or two from an araleyn brainworm WIP that i started reworking yesterday (mild tw for religious guilt and period-typical internalized homophobia from aragon's pov):

She remembers sharing her bed with Anne at Henry's behest, remembers the nights of tossing and turning and trying not to think about Anne asleep next to her-- remembers waking up to dark hair spilling across her pillow and the press of blood-warm bosoms against her own, softer than sin, as hot as the Devil, remembers lying still as death, mouthing prayers into the heat of Anne's neck like an act of penance.

[thewhimsicalarchives]

📚 daily reminder: study, study, study 📖

"don't let what you can't do interfere with what you can,"

[hatemakeswait444]

Outfit to be in the house 🎱🖤

[studentbyday]

today (and possibly for the next several days or weeks or idk, what is time anymore lol) i imagine i am a young woman in the 19th century studying for her degree by correspondence, far away from uni, due to illness... for once, romanticizing this way doesn't feel difficult because it's not that far off from my current reality! 😅🤧

during this time, i need to:

catch up on and get ahead in my schoolwork (please, i wanna get to the interesting part already 😭)

catch up on music theory (i was supposed to get through Ch 1A-3 in one week bc it's at least half review but i'm still on 1B! 🥲)

catch up on organic chemistry (i have not touched this at all, so i'm an entire week behind schedule. am i scared? heh. yes. but that's not gonna stop meee 🐵)

review cs50x content (i don't remember much of anything and i haven't done any coding at all since i finished the course in 2023 🙈🙈🙈)

it seems that human -> monkey as human gets increasingly unhinged and overwhelmed haha 🙈 it's okay it's okay, we break it down until it's bite sized 🍰 i might reblog with the breakdown for accountability bc i absolutely do not feel like accounting for myself rn 😅

[chiropteracupola]

Sagt ihm, er soll auf der Lichtung stehen / Thymian ist da und auch Rosmarin / Mit Kraft zwischen Ufer und Wellen bestehen / Nur so kann er seine Liebste sehen...

[doodlesdreaming]

A song gets stuck in the Luminary’s head. So he goes above deck to clear his mind.

Erik goes to check on him and becomes the unsuspecting audience.

[o2studies]

༻`` 04 Jan 24 — Thursday

100 days of productivity 4/100

Photos from pinterest

I'm up to date on my chem notes and I finished my math notes too 📝! I picked up my productivity again after a low by taking a hot shower and listening to Fabrizio Paterlini 🎶 Afterwards I focused on getting my mood back up and made up my 2024 vision board!! These will now be my goals for the year ^^

[trvmanblvck75]

You've got a pretty kinda dirty face

[pianistbynight]

hi! ~a belated studyblr intro~

just realized i never did a proper intro for this blog!

so, hello, i've been flip flopping between taking lessons and self-studying piano for several years and this blog was (and still is) intended to be a studyblr to track my progress.

i'm currently self-studying as my time is split between this and STEM studies (more on that on my side blog @studentbyday) but i really really hope to finally establish a consistent practice (after struggling to do so for many years 😅) so i know i will be able to handle weekly lessons again 😤

🎓 goals for piano/music studies:

enjoy playing music (including without headphones)

establish sustainable routines so i can practice piano every day or at least every week

get over stage fright and paralyzing perfectionism

improve my sight reading

motivate myself to learn more music theory and use it to analyze my favorite songs

find fellow music enthusiasts on tumblr!

ultimately play piano at an LRCM level 🙈 (as of 2024, i am currently L6-7 in baroque/classical, L8-9 for romantic...yeah, kind of all over the place since I've been treating this very informally over the years and keep taking hiatuses lol)

💗 interests/inspirations:

classical music (my favorite composer is chopin but beethoven is a close second)

jazz (especially the cozy and vintage kinds)

your lie in april (i read the manga online and really really wanna see the anime!)

Tiffany Poon and Animenz's playing

🎹 accumulated study tips: resources, practice strategies, coming back after hiatus, hand independence and method books

[maesnotes]

🫧🧴🍥🥛 ─ 2025 will be MY year.

[kuratm]

𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻  𝗱𝗼  𝘆𝗼𝘂  𝗴𝗮𝘇𝗲  𝗮𝘁  𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿  𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲  ?

when they're dancing.

you're not sure if they know you're there or not. you're not sure if it matters. you watch them sway to the music, watch as they twirl around and smile for no one but themselves. they're free and laughing. they're alive and vibrant. they're everything you might never be except when you're with them. so full of life it makes something in your chest tighten. there are frown lines at the corners of your mouth but your lips are smiling right now. rare. and often, only for them. they have light in their hearts and some days you fear the darkness in you might swallow it whole. but they'd never let you walk away. so make sure the darkness inside you keeps all the other monsters away from their tender heart.

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[cinammonelles]

Vnc 59 spoilers under the cut

Before we begin, please know that my japanese knowledge is very basic, so take everything I say with a grain of salt.

The translation here really did not do the scene justice

What Roland said was more along the lines of "I will always be by your side. There's nothing to be afraid of."

They only took out the 'always' but that one word was actually important because later in the chapter we see

The way the ずっと(zutto) turns to 絶対に(zettai), the alliteration, the way "I will always be by your side" turns to "I can never save you", THE WAY THE PROMISE OF ALWAYS BEING THERE FOR YOU TURNS TO I CAN NO LONGER BE BY YOUR SIDE. I AM SICK.

[xizul]

i truly believe the main advice in life should be; to stop ignoring yourself. get a haircut, educate yourself, go on walks, eat healthy, make yourself presentable, make your clothes presentable etc. start taking yourself seriously, but stop expecting life to fall to your feet because of it. making mistakes is normal, embarrassment is only a feeling if you allow yourself to feel it.

by seeing yourself as important, you'll realise that mistakes are part of the process. and maybe not even "mistakes", but new experiences.

[chippedshake]

(An expansion of a moment from this qprpbj fic I wrote a while ago)

Ponyboy smiles when he opens the door and finds Avery on the other side.

"Hi, Aves."

"Hey, grandpa," they say brightly, stepping inside.

Avery takes their backpack off and heads to the bathroom like they do every Tuesday. The twenty-minute walk from school to his house is just long enough for them to need to pee when they get there but not at school.

Ponyboy closes the door and sighs. It's nice to have company once in a while, even if it's just for lunch on Tuesdays. It gets lonely sometimes, when everyone's paired up with kids. Cathy got almost full custody over Katie and Johnny, so he's been alone for a while. Two-Bit and Marcia, Steve and Soda... They never stopped caring about Ponyboy and Darry, but they have other things to do. Married life to attend to.

Shame Darry's out today, he always likes to talk to Avery. Seems like they might be going down the accounting path, and Darry's good for advice on that.

"What's for lunch?" they ask, drying their hands on their skirt.

"I'm tryin' out this new recipe I found online..." Ponyboy takes the aluminum foil off of a pot and looks inside. "It's chili but it's supposed to have some sort of sweet twist? I dunno, the girl explaining it seemed really excited."

"Did you check the reviews like I told you to?"

"Yeah, they all said to use less beans or it would be too dry, so I did."

Avery gives him a wide grin. "Great."

Ponyboy carries the pot over while Avery sets the table.

"How's school been?"

He starts serving Avery a bowl.

"It's been fine. I did a math test today and I made some stupid mistakes — that's enough, thanks — and there was this one formula I forgot that woulda made everything a whole lot easier, but it went okay."

"That's nice." He sets his own bowl down in front of him.

"Actually, grandpa..." Avery trails off and avoids Ponyboy's eyes when he looks at them. "There’s something I need to talk to you about."

Ponyboy looks at them silently, urging them to go on, but they stay quiet.

"Go ahead."

"I'm aromantic. And asexual." They look at him, trying to gauge his reaction. "Aroace for short."

Ponyboy blinks at them once. Twice. "What?"

They give a dry laugh before answering. "Yeah, no, I didn't expect you to know. Aromantic means I don't feel romantic attraction. Asexual means I don't feel sexual attraction."

"Those are different?" The look Avery gives him is the same one he knows he used to give Sodapop whenever he asked him what the movie they just watched was about. "Sorry," he says, suddenly feeling meek.

"No, it's fine," they sigh, "They're kinda new labels, I guess. But yeah, they're different. Mostly people feel them together, but some people feel them differently. I just... don't."

Ponyboy had been about to eat a spoonful of chili, but freezes with the spoon halfway to his mouth.

"You... you can just... not feel it?"

On Ponyboy's first date with Cathy, they went out for dinner, and it felt kinda like going out with Two-Bit. Laughing too much and feeling like he was breaking some sort of rule all the time. It was nice, though.

He kissed her goodnight like he was supposed to, and it felt weird, but it was supposed to feel weird, right? They'd just started to go out.

Then they'd been dating for long enough for it to be expected for them to have sex and he didn't really want to, but Cathy wanted to and they were supposed to and it wasn't that bad, really. Just kinda boring.

"Yeah. I know it sounds really weird, and you might think I just haven't met the right person yet, but think about like, straight people. You know you don't like the same sex and no one ever doubts that, so this is like the same only I don’t like anyone. And it doesn't mean I can't have meaningful relationships or anything — I like my friends a lot, I love them a lot, and Charlie can be nice when he isn't being an annoying little brother, and there's even other types of relationships, like queer-platonic relationships, that aren't for me, but that other aroace people can want—"

"Calm down, Aves," Ponyboy says with a slight grin. He definitely know where they got that from. "I wasn't tryin' to make ya feel like I didn't accept you, I just... didn't totally get it."

"Oh." They're slightly out of breath. "Okay."

There are a couple moments of silence before they go on, "Well, in any case, I find sex and romance disgusting and when people tease me about that sorta thing it makes me uncomfortable. That's all I wanted to tell you."

They smile awkwardly.

Ponyboy feels himself deflate, but tries not to let it show.

"So then aromantic and— and asexual people find it disgusting?" So it's just me? It's just me that's broken, then.

"Oh, no, not at all. I just don’t like it, but there’s people who are fine with it. Some people even enjoy it."

"Oh." Not broken not broken not broken not broken "And can, uh... can anyone be– aromantic? And asexual?"

They look at him curiously, eyes flitting across his face to try and figure out what he's thinking. A flicker of understanding — and something like hope — crosses over their face before they settle back into a neutral expression.

"Well, yeah. Not anyone that feels sexual or romantic attraction, obviously, but, like, there's aroace people of all ages with all sorts of romantic and sexual histories and they're still aroace."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

The rest of lunch is spent in near silence. Every so often one of them asks a question and the other answers, but conversation never lasts more than a couple seconds. The silence festers around them, Avery looking around uncomfortably, Ponyboy trying to force himself to be comfortable. Ponyboy's washing the dishes while Avery cleans up the table when there's the sound of a key jiggling and the door opens, showing Darry standing behind it. His face lights up when he catches sight of Avery.

"Aves! I didn't miss you!"

"Uncle Darry!" He sets his bag down next to him a takes his shoes off.

"How'd your math test go?"

Avery's face scruches up. "I forgot about the tangent squared identity and had to deduce it from the sine squared plus cosine squared one."

Darry makes a similar face and clicks his tongue as he walks over. "Did it go well besides that?"

"Yeah." He goes to ruffle their hair but remembers the last time they complained about it and grabs their shoulder instead.

Avery checks their phone. "Oh shii— shoot. I'm late. Gotta run back now."

They slip their shoes on quickly and run out the door.

"Have fun!" Darry calls, and a muffled "I'll try!" makes it back through the door.

Darry looks at the closed door for a second, easy smile on his lips. "Seems like slamming the door's genetic," he mutters.

He wanders into the kitchen and stops dead in his tracks. The water's running over dirty dishes but Ponyboy's leaned against the opposite counter, scrolling down something on his computer.

He has the same look on his face that he had a couple days after his seventeenth birthday, when he came up to Darry and told him quietly that he was older than Johnny would ever be.

"Pony?"

Ponyboy looks up, blinking quickly, not bothering to try and close the tab.

"Hmm?" His voice is unnaturally high-pitched. The eye contact only lasts a couple second before he looks away, back at the screen.

Darry walks towards him slowly. "Everything okay?" He turns the tap off when he passes by it.

Ponyboy's staring holes into his computer. He can't look away, can't look away from the words that've been there all along. The words he didn't see fifty-something years ago — oh, god, he can't even remember how long it's been.

The computer's being taken away from him.

"Pony." Ponyboy looks up to meet Darry's eyes. "What's wrong."

"The— the words are there." He's on the verge of tears and he knows that Darry can tell with the pitch of his words, but he can't control it.

"What words, Pony?"

"A— aromantic. And asexual. And queer-platonic." Darry just stares at him, clearly in as much confusion as Ponyboy was a couple minutes ago. "You don't have to wanna date people. And sex. And Johnny—"

Ponyboy doesn't finish the sentence.

"What about Johnny?" Darry seems confused, and Ponyboy realises that he thinks he's talking about his son.

"Cade."

"Oh."

"We weren't friends. I always knew we weren't friends, I knew it was different, because I ain't never felt that way again."

Darry blinks. "You're saying you're... gay?"

Ponyboy shakes his head and he can feel the tears tickle as they roll down his cheek but it would be wrong to brush them away.

"It don't— It don't gotta be like that. You don't gotta choose between bein' friends or datin', those aren't the only options. And it— it's real." He buries his face in his hands. Darry wraps his arms around him and Ponyboy stoops down to burrow his head in Darry's shoulder. "I know it— it doesn't change anythin', that we were the same thing, that we were— were queer-platonic even if the word didn't exist but I wish it did.

"I wish it did because then maybe it wouldn't be so—" He can't go on.

Maybe it's because there's no words to describe what it means to find out what something was when it's so far in the past you no longer remember, but remember remembering. Maybe it's because the pain he'd buried so deep he almost forgot about it comes back in full force. Maybe it's because he's sobbing so hard the words can't come out.

And that's how it ends.

It doesn't end with "stay gold" and it doesn't end with his English theme. It doesn't end with a roadtrip to the sea so they can spread his ashes and it doesn't end when he's twenty and unhappily married.

It ends sixty years too late. It ends with something as irrelevant as a pair of words. It ends with closure. Closure that comes far too late, but eventually comes.

[sparklingstudycare]

The vibe we have going on

With a sleepy kitty in the background

(great motivation fr🤭🙄)