- Me: Would it be okay if E came to visit over the summer?
- Mummy: Of course! All of your friends are welcome to visit, except the psycho-killer one. You know. The one that none of your friends like, either.
— The Bone People by Keri Hulme (via ladivergencia)
“please send me my hairbrush from across the country”
“please find my sheet music in the middle of the mess in the house and send it to me”
“please write me a detailed description of sonata form and be prepared to discuss it”
My family woke me up with waffles spread with fromage blanc and yogurt and maple syrup and strawberries and blackberries
They sang to me and brought me breakfast in bed.
It was lovely
In a couple hours, I’m getting on a plane back to Boston.
I’m really really excited.
It isn’t that I don’t love all of the people at Reed - I do! (well, not all - love is a strong emotion and I don’t know everyone and sometimes people make me angry but I digress). I’m just… much much saner when I’m around my family. My brother and sister and parents ground me; in a place like Reed where the life of the mind is super-emphasised but where there is less of a focus on respecting the people around you and looking out for yourself, I find the level of introspection and occasional narcissism and disregard for others problematic (see: doing your own dishes, thinking about the people in Commons and elsewhere who help you, &c). I worry a lot that I get that way, but I think being at home where I am expected to cook and clean and participate in a community with my family helps to keep that at bay.
Also, I just love my family more (sorry).
Reedies, I’ll see you Sunday or something. Family, I’ll see you tomorrow morning.
We’re listening to the Fauré Requiem if anyone wants to join us.
David Schiff once told me (and by “me” I mean “the entire chorus and orchestra”) that the Fauré Requiem is about God and one’s relationship with the divine - a kind of introspective requiem - while the Mozart Requiem is about ego and personality. I don’t know if that’s entirely true, but I’m inclined to believe anything David Schiff says.
What’s for sure is that this one is way quieter than the Mozart (which are the two requiems I know the best). Fauré is a romantic composer (kind of - he’s pretty much the end of romanticism/beginning of modernism), and his voicing often sounds like bells to me (especially the “Sanctus” soprano part).
In other Fauré news, Caleb and I are working on his “Elegy” for piano and cello (the music for which I was given by V and hope to play it with her at some point) and Christ, the guy does not make it easy to read.