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Decided to finally watch Umbrella Academy. It's not 5minutes in & I already want to fucking scream bc the actor playing the violin IS SO GODDAMN FAKE MY CLASSICALLY TRAINED ASS CAN'T TAKE IT.
A BITCH IS BLATANTLY ON THE WRONG STRING & HER BOW ISN'T EVEN REMOTELY MATCHING THE RHYTHM.
IT'S 2020 WHY DOES THIS STILL HAPPEN
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It is 8:30 in the morning why are all the good practice rooms taken?
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my fingers aren’t cooperating with my brain :(
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Things Musicians Do That Nobody Knows About #1
You know that ticky thingy that goes “beep beep beep beep” depending how fast you put it? Yeah, the metronome. The thing that gives classical, pop, and literally everyone nightmares.
So you have heard about it! Good! Then you must’ve known that musicians have found themselves tranced in this torture helpful device’s ticking hypnosis powers. No? Well, now you know.
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If you don’t play bassoon reblog this because it applies to you too
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musicians…do u ever play a song 3hrs on end with no breaks and then can’t tell if it’s on beat anymore because you’ve been playing it for that long
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Why is classical music like
I wanna find Schubert’s Serenade. No not that one, I want Schwanengesang… no, not that version, I want the solo piano version. No, not that one, the other one… no, not that one either, dammit Liszt of course you had to make it difficult
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i could never hold a perfect thing
and not demolish it
- halsey // forever...(is a long time)
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Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me?
Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me?
Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me?
Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me?
Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me?
Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me?
Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me?
Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me?
And all the people say
"You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline"
Ohhh
I think there's a flaw in my code
Ohhh
These voices won't leave me alone
Well my heart is gold, and my hands are cold
Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me?
Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me?
Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me?
Pointing fingers cause you'll never take the blame like me?
And all the people say
"You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline"
Ohhh
I think there's a flaw in my code
Ohhh
These voices won't leave me alone
Well my heart is gold, and my hands are cold
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Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me?
Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me?
Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me?
Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me?
Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me?
Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me?
Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me?
Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me?
And all the people say
"You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline"
Ohhh
I think there's a flaw in my code
Ohhh
These voices won't leave me alone
Well my heart is gold, and my hands are cold
Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me?
Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me?
Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me?
Pointing fingers cause you'll never take the blame like me?
And all the people say
"You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline"
Ohhh
I think there's a flaw in my code
Ohhh
These voices won't leave me alone
Well my heart is gold, and my hands are cold
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my fingers aren’t cooperating with my brain :(
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After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
— Aldous Huxley, Music at Night and Other Essays
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*𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜*
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this is an appreciation post for john williams
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