kanekiyouloser

[worlds-tiredest-sub]

Musicians are freaky as shit. You ever seen a flautist clean out their flute with a tuning rod?

[dykehayleywilliams]

literally can’t engage with the flute part on Big Man, Little Dignity lest i fall into another spiral about how i am wasting all my talent and i should be creating art and playing music instead of rotting from the inside out

[beefcakekinard]

11 and 21 for the weird asks!!

11. favourite extracurricular activity?

i play flute in a concert band in my spare time! we do maybe a dozen concerts a year, it's a lot of fun 😊

21. something you've kept since childhood?

my baby blanket and some of my favourite stuffed animals, and some other really sentimental bits and pieces

(from this thing)

[darkclouud9]

I just watched this and. It made me, a flautist, run out of breath.

[fantodsdhrit]

following cave art we speak

the etcetera secrets in everyone as Luzon deforestation, mostly blithe conjectures about your bust i small myself, before your television sofa, only to live invisible occupy a hole in your house (if you would have me), never bother you, uniquely soak in you: watch the world of no pity their corpses as hearty tax subsidies — and who comes to repair the railroad — we write each other, we come, we make the dripping distance bearable — alternatively, we can live in a tree, preferably rhododendron, that i can't climb, inhabit: it's outright yours, yours in keeping, leafy — attempt mutual radicalisation, i desist from on sundays, a flautist breathes lost refrains in these concrete jungles everyone searches for a mystic vale, i seek your lodhi gumbad wraithlike lips

[jgys-hat]

Now I've rewatched The Untamed having now read MDZS, here are some thoughts (in no particular order):

I found myself liking Jin Zixuan a lot more this time around - the first time I watched I found him kind of boring, but this time I really appreciated him for seemingly trying to be kind and fair despite being posh and privileged. I also found his awkwardness endearing... Oh, and Wei Wuxian is a total dick to him on several occasions, to be honest.

I also liked Su She a lot more this time.

I liked Wangxian a more in CQL than in the novel. I think this is because in the novel, WWX can't read LWJ very well, so sometimes I felt that novel!LWJ came off as somewhat of a flat character, whereas in the show the acting gives a better sense of what he might be thinking and feeling at any given moment.

The flashback episode scenes at Cloud Recesses where they're all young, alive and more or less happy are Painful to watch knowing what's coming next...

I really intensely dislike CQL's inclusion of the second flautist plot point. I think the story is more interesting and tragic if WWX really did just overextend himself and lose control.

On a similar note, I preferred that in the novel the curse put on Jin Zixuan was nothing to do with WWX at all - I think something that's got nothing to do with him being pinned on him anyway adds an extra level of tragedy to the story and adds to the themes the story is trying to put across.

I much preferred the greater level of moral ambiguity that the novel had - it made me really sad that WWX does some really awful things but eventually gets to live happily ever after having had a chance to redeem himself, whereas JGY never gets that chance and just dies horribly :(((

I really enjoyed the extra development that CQL gave to the female supporting characters! I feel like CQL gives a much better sense of how Wen Qing is as a person than the novel does.

JIN GUANGYAO THE CHARACTER EVER... Everything I could possibly say about him has already been said by people who are much smarter and better at writing than me, but I love his character so much... He does do some pretty awful things, BUT he gets put in a lot of impossible situations where he would have been absolutely pilloried no matter what he did, poor guy. "JGY did some awful things" and "JGY was genuinely badly treated by a lot of people" are statements that can and should coexist.

The other thing that I find really sad is that JGY meets his end because of the person he (at least in the novel) killed in self-defence and was genuinely afraid of, and not because of anything actually evil he did, like having his dad's pet serial killer murder twenty women... It's really not justice at all, but I think that's likely the point the story is trying to make.

Listen, I'm just so sad about A-Yao... Maybe people should have been nice to him and he wouldn't have committed crimes :)))

He lived so much of his life in fear of one kind or another and then dies humiliated :))) I'm fine this is fine :)))

I am continually astonished that the censors decided "no zombies for you" but something as gross and horrible as the way Jin Guangshan was bumped off is A-OK.

I think that given how different the structure of the drama is from that of the novel, introducing the Yi City trio earlier on was an understandable and sensible change to make.

I think I may need to scream forever about Nie Huaisang's character arc... The fact that by using LXC to kill JGY he's become as manipulative as the person he hated, and has also forced Jin Ling into becoming sect leader at a very young age, just like NHS himself was by the death of his brother, makes me Feel Things...

...As does the fact that his face as he leaves the Guanyin Temple in CQL is not the face of a happy man - it comes across to me as though he's realised that getting revenge hasn't really given him any sense of satisfaction at all. He must know that his peers are unlikely to really trust him again. I love how in his final scene he's dropped the buffoonish act totally, because now his plan has come to fruition he can outwardly be the person he has been inside for a very long time.

NHS is clearly just as capable of Rage as his brother once was, he just expresses it very differently.

Also, the fact that by the end of the story NHS is likely older than his brother ever got to be :)))

I wish CQL had had some way of working in the scene from the novel where NMJ had NHS' things burned - I think it was nice on getting some background on the brothers and on NHS' relationship with JGY.

JGY and NHS were clearly close once, so watching this happen to their relationship is so interesting to me... The betrayal on both sides is just *chef's kiss*... I actually think they're both quite similar in a lot of ways, but that's probably a topic for a separate post!!!

They are both such cool and interesting characters and I love them both!!

[dianadeadwing]

It’s my birthday so I drew myself a birthday present. This is based on a headcanon that Peter Pescadero is a fan of the one legged flautist, Ian Anderson of Jethro Tull.

[ID:

Digital fan art of Peter Pescadero from Bob’s Burgers. He is standing on one leg while playing his recorder with his eyes closed and an intense look on his face. He is standing on grass in front of a brick exterior wall of his elementary school.

/end ID]

[pinksobg]

.˚‧︵‿ . . 🫖🌷 . . ‿︵‧˚.

Tea with the hatter 🌷 茶/chá/tea

What would a person love about having tea with you? Let me hype you up <3

[ID: pile 1: a close up from yeonjun (tomorrow x together) looking to the camera, celebrating the new year (year of the rabbit). pile 2: lighted candles, they are heart shaped, some are in the color red and others in the color pink. pile 3: yeonjun with a hand up and head tilted, showing a tiara with bunny hears for the year of the rabbit (this year, oh my). he is also with a sweater in baby pink with a a little of white color (in both of his pictures). End of ID.]

for reflexion purposes only. 💞 ready? let's go! hello! <3 I missed you guys <3 hope you enjoy the reading. i love tea and having tea can mean having a good time, right? i remember doing a final work on school about alternative medicine and we studied a lot about the origin of tea, I love tea so much, and I'm happy that the word chá in my native language comes from Mandarin 茶, I was very glad to study all of that

Pile 1) your power of transmutation. it seems very clear here that you are a person who can solve any kind of problem. looks like you've done this a lot already. you look like the kind of hero who sits down at the tea table after a battle, and continues with the vitality to move on with life. hair in the wind and a radiant look, confidence. surely a hatter would love to be your friend, maybe he's a little intimidated by your posture and good looks for the first impressions, but afterwards he'd definitely feel protected by your loyalty.

cards: 9 of wands, 8 of swords.

Pile 2) hello pile two! you overflow with pure love energy. what else to say? you are a full cup. perhaps you would arrive at the tea table with a sweet or a cake in hand. what you do for people is very clear that you are filled with love. the people around you can trust you and you can always have good advice, company or a shoulder to lean on (when you are not the one who is needing a shoulder, what is totally normal too). this is very beautiful. your energy is of love. a person having tea with you would definitely be grateful for that, with your attention to that person, for example. grateful for you to being you.

cards: 4 of cups, ace of cups.

Pile 3) your pile seems to be screaming connection with music, am i right? I see you as a beautiful flautist. abundant too. very abundant. you seem like such a kind person. it seems that... you would be that flautist who dresses in green, and plays walking rhythmically and happily, with no second intentions, just enjoying the moment and your art of existing. you play beautiful songs in the hearts of others too, bringing hope. an animation you might like is "howl's moving castle". "say things you don't understand..." flowers - miley cyrus. I would love to have a tea with you for sure!

cards: 10 of pentacles, the chariot.

positive affirmations for all piles <3

A lot of blessings come in my way

I'm enough and I matter. I respect myself and I love myself

It's okay to feel confused sometimes, and clarification come easily to me when I ask

peace and love,

pinksobg

[kingofthewilderwest]

So if I took up private music lessons again (budget pending), which would you vote for?

Banjo: The original private lessons plan. Bluegrass and its history have become a deep soul-fulfilling passion for me since I got into it in 2019. I've run into technique issues (ex: hand adjustments) that I don't know how to correct and are bottlenecking progress. If the teacher here is good, lessons would un-bottleneck me so I could work up tunes full speed and participate informally in local jam groups, which, if they're sorta good, would be stimulating and allow me to live my passion for a moment.

Cons: bluegrass lessons risk not being as bang-for-buck, with more casual and less intensive information and progress. There are many free resources I could tap into - and while they don't replace in-person feedback, might get me just as far in other respects. Many bluegrass greats didn't learn through lessons, and my prior musical training means I have a good sense of what I should be fixing. I also live in an area where there's rather limited bluegrass.

Level: late beginner Progress stakes: low Rewards: casual Local opportunities: casual

Flute: The instrument I've invested the most into already (besides piano). At my musical "height" in 2011, I was good enough on flute to be first chair all-state orchestra but not polished enough to audition into a good music school's spots. I'm craving returning to classical music and there is no thrill as extraordinary as performing flute like a diva in orchestra. This is when I feel at my best. Truly polishing flute would be working up my first, most driven, and cared-about investment, and could light a deep fire in me like nothing else.

However, I live in a small area with few resources and few ensembles - even fewer good ones. Most interesting ensembles I'm locked out of because I'm not a college student. The other interesting ensembles I'd had difficulties doing because flute is omnipresent and competitive. I'm already in one of the only bands I can access (it's "meh" and doesn't 100% fill my itch). I'm good enough to do the chamber groups at a classically-oriented church. There is a "semi-professional" orchestra and a local chamber group here, but the likelihood of there being a flute opening in the next five years is slim. I'm trained enough I can polish and grow myself. It would be an honor to study under a master flautist, but what is the chance that in this small area, there's someone advanced enough to push me to a new level? (the level I would need to get into the orchestra if an opening did happen)

Level: early advanced Progress stakes: high and ambition-oriented Rewards: best, but rare and high risk Local opportunities: rare for what I want

Viola: The instrument I've historically used to get into ensembles I shouldn't've. I had a grand one year of viola lessons with a high school classmate I was dating in 2011. I've used the viola to get into lower non-auditioning collegiate orchestras and church special events. There is a non-auditioning orchestra here I could participate in. There are always open viola spots in the "semi-pro" orchestra and they're far less competitive to get into than flute. The orchestra will accept advanced high school students, so I only have to be as good as an advanced high school student to squeak in. I suck at viola now, but I'm not starting from scratch. I think that a year or two of viola with a good teacher will get me good enough to be a participating fish in this small pond. I would not be able to work up my viola skills to get into the orchestra without a teacher. There are good string teachers here and I've received a recommendation for a viola teacher. Getting into orchestra would get me into the ensemble I've been most passionate about. This could also unlock me playing string trios at a local church. This is a very strategic choice.

Level: late beginner Progress stakes: medium Rewards: medium Local opportunities: multiple

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I've been thinking I should switch my plan of doing banjo to viola. I could pound out the hardest two years of viola in my life, then switch to banjo lessons. In an ideal world, I'd take multiple instrument lessons at a time (would be nice to find a good piano teacher, too....), but I'm frugal, want to save for housing and retirement, don't have high-paying jobs, and have medical payment obligations that rein me in. So. If I allocate carefully, I can squeak in one instrument at a time properly. (Improperly, I could do two instruments at a time where lessons are every-other-week - ergo cycling lessons between the two instruments.)

[iwouldgiveherthestars]

I was today years old when i realised Wylan Van Eck is not grisha???

I still don't know if the area of google that told me he wasn't was right but I had several solid reasons?

1. I thought his knowledge of chemistry came from being an Alkemi??? And Google told me that Alkemi specialise in chemical manipulation and the creation of blasting powders and poisons? That is canonically literally exactly what he does?!? If he is not grisha then what is the difference between his self taught chemistry knowledge and an actual grisha

2. The way he helps Jesper feel unashamed to be Grisha made me think he was Grisha

3. Is self-taught amazing chemistry knowledge really realistic? And would chemistry be an appropriate occupation for the son of a wealthy mercher? I was under the impression his childhood was mainly flute-playing? (No hate I am a flautist myself)

So if Google was right and he isn't a grisha then I have some questions

[urwendii]

Then the harpists, and the lutanists, the flautists and pipers, the organs and the countless choirs of the Ainur began to fashion the theme of Ilúvatar into great music; and a sound arose of mighty melodies changing and interchanging, mingling and dissolving amid the thunder of harmonies greater than the roar of the great seas, till the places of the dwelling of Ilúvatar and the regions of the Ainur were filled to overflowing with music, and the echo of music, and the echo of echoes of Music which flowed even into the dark and empty spaces far off.

The Music of the Ainur — BoLT I (p.53)

This is by far my favourite part of all the Legendarium for many reasons. One is that as a musician myself I can only appreciate the way Tolkien describes this spectacular event. The second has attracted my attention by the fact instruments are named there — which leads to my understanding that not only Ilúvatar and/or the Ainur are the original creators of instruments but also that within the Ainur in particular lies various sub groups: on one side you have the "musicians" and on the other you have the "singers".

And I'd love so much to explore this in more depths at a later stage because I think you can find this in the various nature of different Ainur whether they embody an abstract concept or the one tending to a craft in particular. And if within these two groups, was there already a distinction between what would become the Maiar once some of them entered Eä. 🤔

[adirtnap]

special interest time! (this is a part of the Get @brisling To Like Jazz project because i hope narrativizing it makes it more fun lmao, but i'll post it for u all too)

our friend richard earlier showed me jazz musician Bill Evans' album Conversations With Myself

listen to this first. to the piano the entire time, even when charlie rouse is playing good saxophone. sometimes the pianist gets up and watches. just until the end of the piano solo. (the drum solo is cool and the bass solo is ELITE but)

(also, that was my favorite jazz recording ever.)

then, this, for only a sec at the beginning. this is how the song goes actually

finally this!

it feels like Song Criticism. I mean criticism in the way that Anton Ego means it when he eats the rat's ratatouille.

bill evans plays like this. he plays beautifully

he was the pianist on the most important jazz record, Kind of Blue.

he was a flautist and plays piano like it's a woodwind. it's soft and technical and so so beautiful.

thelonious monk plays like you've just heard. he is a weird-ass pianist. he plays… wholly uniquely? it's ragtime based i hear. he may have invented bebop (the most popular and enduring jazz idiom). even if that's not the whole truth, he's why jazz uses 9th chords so much. he used to hang out at a bar with charlie parker and dizzy gillespie and he was better than any other pianist that would come to try and play. he's probably the most-covered jazz musician because he wrote so many good songs. his music is also Singular, and people hated it. miles davis (the famousest) was KNOWN for hating his playing. you can hear on bags' groove, miles told him to never play (the pianist's role is harmony under the solo) while miles was playing.

every time someone else plays a monk song, it's kind of apologetic. like, well yeah it's a beautiful composition, but i wish it weren't so bizarre with those weird plunky notes and wholetone scales. we're just going to play the melody, because THAT'S beautiful. it always feels a little like theft.

(beautiful song, but i dislike it)

BUT bill evans is taking the song on its own terms! he's using the song to say, listen to THIS SONG. (and also to say, look at what a sick pianist i am)

after the intro, he does the melody in a monk impression first. on one hand it's a flex to play like monk, but on the other it's weird to do, it's weird to hear a song that exists in everyone's imagination as melody-and-chord-symbols played like its composer would play it. and he kind of… unravels it

he plays a minor third and you're like, aw shit that's a monk quote! and then he plays it again and you're like oh that is. literally just the blues. (this is the blues:

) and then you think, i have learned something about why thelonious monk plays like that.

there's a section where he just does normal bebop chord comps and a normal walking bassline, like he's pretending to be a backing band. that too is monk.

it's commentary and contextualization, but even better is the bill-evansisms there too, the things far too soft and too thin for monk to ever play. the guy yes-ands the song, he sharpens corners that famouser musicians (miles. chick corea) try to polish down.

anyway, it's a good song. (you don't gotta read all of that though)

[ask-captain-keating]

Do you play any instruments?

Autumn,

A very shaky and tentative yes. I played the flute for quite a bit in middle/highschool, but it's been years, and I think I'm far beyond the point where I can call myself a flautist (or a flutist with American spelling.) I suppose if I were to try, then my muscle memory could help me play a few songs at most, but that's it.

I've also learned a couple songs on the piano by ear, but I definitely do not have a strong enough grasp on which notes are where, so the BPM of said songs is lowered significantly when I play.

My relationship with music lies more with consumption than creation, which isn't all that bad when you have a musician for a wife.

Best,

John Keating

[magiclilybean]

"Jack Wolfe learned how to play flute for -"

Oh, you sweet summer child. As a flautist of many years, no he didn't.

OTOH, the musical potential of humming while playing deserves exploration.

Also, I love him and he can do anything he wants forever. Have you seen those wee nautical outfits he wears? I hate nautical clothing. He makes me question everything I've ever believed about myself.

[poorlittleyaoyao]

re: not following up with things, a BONUS ANNOYANCE with the Second Flautist conceit in CQL is that SMS also plays his funky music at Nightless City, which means that he and JGY aren’t just culpable in JZX’s death, but JYL’s as well

BUT NOBODY EVER MENTIONS THAT

INCLUDING JIANG “I WILL HATE MY SHIXIONG FOREVER BC I HOLD HIM RESPONSIBLE FOR MY SISTER’S DEATH” CHENG

AND WEI “I WILL THROW MYSELF OFF A CLIFF BC I ALSO HOLD MYSELF INDIRECTLY RESPONSIBLE FOR SHIJIE’S DEATH” WUXIAN

AND JIN LING, ORPHANED FROM INFANCY, WHO IS GOING THROUGH IT

instead they just keep talking about JZX and I’m sitting here in disbelief bc by all rights we should be WAY past that!!!

[blackvahana]

30/3/24

Twitching eyes, a thousand looking in all directions. The drone into sleep is calling out from me. Dog barks! Infant's screams! A blanket cast across. On the deck of a ship I am dancing with myself, split into two. Grey’s elegant but ghostly form, my own body invisible, formless, but known so intimately by him-myself that even without a form to dance with he glides with me.

Eyes in a thousand directions, electricity so intense it slips from the confines of its generator. Tick - tick - tick. The understanding of the Halahala as the blue of the parallel mirrors of the Sky's initial coding, the madness, that which destroys all that comes into contact with it��

Flesh is a malleable clay - the curtains in my room on the physical plane pulsate like a beating heart as I say that, Grey is - I am - stretched into the organic night sky. Flesh holds memories hold truth, and they distort and move to their own ocean. Grasp the heart, the core, move it. Flesh unwinds into juice into blood, the trinity unwoven and rewound under a new crown. Put to sleep, like venoms that liquefy flesh.

Behold! A red mirror, a silver shard of the sky mirror pierced so far through viscera that it is now stained. A map is revealed with roads in silver lines -

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A mirror, its smoothness.

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I came home today brimming with that energy of pure electric madness. I felt what he saw, the thousand eyes across my body flickering and observing, head twitching as a bird of prey watching, the ticking of the clock curling out of my own throat, not heard. The buzz, the energy, Lord Madness Itself. Finally, oh, I am caught up.

L: Well, I accidentally called Notion's AI writing function. It suggests this continuation of what you wrote: “The silver lines of the map tug at me, pulling me deeper into this dance of chaos and creation. I am both the observer and the observed, trapped in the cyclical rhythm of existence.”

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L: This is what I like about you, though: Raw, paradoxical, and set at a vibration both high and low like flesh itself and the chase to get it reversed, where flesh puts itself on display and grasps at the observer.

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Hypnosis! Possession! The electrical signals of the brain bent and forced into submission. What happens when you curve a wave? What happens when you rearrange the brain? Oh, the screaming sirens, oh, the Choir unbound. Black Hole made white, the Sky decorated with soot tags of flesh and bone.

Read it: Bone plays like a flautist memories, plays like an actor letters on the red paper.

Did you hear me, by the way? You did. The Moon across the ocean. The lightning in the clouds. Oh, A-