syzygy

Last Sunday, my dad, brother and I were doing the groceries at Unimart. We were already at the cashier and my dad was already paying with plastic and we had time, so I excused myself and looked for a bite to eat. Le French Baker was just across us, so I hauled ass on over there.

I got in line, checked out the cornucopia (yes I did use a big word) of le baked goods, and settled on a lovely ham and cheese croissant. But as I shuffled on down the aisle, I saw le pain au chocolait, all by its lonesome behind some eclairs.

But what is pain? To place it behind the eclairs would not do it justice, but perhaps it was meant to be, for if it were on the fore, I would not have had the pleasure of finding pain. For me to describe pain, I would be hard-pressed to capture its glory, the very ecstasy of pain. (And is it no wonder Google cannot either?)

I knew I had to have it. I was the only one in the shop then, and even the little plastic nameplate saying pain au chocolait: P26 was hardly visible behind the lumpy eclairs. But bashfulness got in the way--they had already taken my order and rung it up. I didn't want to cause inconvenience, and so I quietly took my Sprite and croissant and left.

But when we paid for everything and got our stuff packed and went outside, I asked my brother if he wanted to eat anything, and he said yes, and I said I'll buy it for you, so I went back and bought his food.

Then I got the pain. And I ate it. And it was grand.

syzygy

Well. Hello Tori.

At the time of her debut in 1992, Tori Amos’ captivating storytelling and quirky yet sublime mix of piano, pop, rock and classical music were as conspicuous as her flaming-red ringlets among the dark-haired pop divas who ruled the charts. Since then, Amos’ uncompromising studio albums and cathartic concerts have earned her recognition as one of the most influential artists of the past two decades while inspiring a legion of devoted fans. Rhino Records brings together Amos’ classics, rarities, remixes and previously unreleased music for A PIANO: THE COLLECTION. Presented in deluxe packaging that resembles a piano’s keyboard, this five-disc box set is available September 26 at regular retail outlets and at http://www.rhino.com for a suggested price of $74.98. 

Wowza. 75 buckeroonies?

All worth it. 

I have to say though, I'm getting tired of listening to the same famazing myoozak. It's great and all, but I need new crap. I've been itching to get to a record store for a while now, but I wouldn't know what to buy, and probably end up just buying CDs versions of what I'm listening to already.

Cut to me and my attempt at making my own music (so to speak). I don't know, I guess I'm doing fine. I'm "graduating" to a new book (the Suzuki method, book 3), but I'm still having trouble keeping the bow straight and steady, and so I can't issue as strong a note as I should. I miss the right notes often, and now that I'm shifting positions (reaching higher notes), I end up playing a higher, garbled version of whatever shite I'm supposed to play.

Yeah,  it's going well. I have a recital in September. Jinkies!