I took the boyfriend to Presser at midnight last night, the two of us like to play piano though neither of us is really trained. That’s a lie, I took piano lessons from 5th – 11th grade, but the only things I can play by heart are the Beatles – Yesterday and My Heart Will Go On from Titanic. Who knows why these two stuck. I remember vaguely a few other songs I was rather proficient at, a Tarantella, the theme from Masterpiece Theatre, Hey Jude. I wish I had paid more attention to the basics of piano though, chord structure, time signature, and how notes work together.
Despite this, we wrote a song last night that I’m actually happy with. The first “song” I wrote with him was so simplistic to me that I had to put the notion in “quotes,” you know, because it’s a “song.” It’s just basic chords. But then again, most of classic punk is based on a few chords, so perhaps I’m the next big thing in songwriting (HIGHLY DOUBTED.)
When I think of piano, or piano songs that I’d want to write I think of Chopin’s Preludes, how intricate they are, haunting and sad. This is simple, but haunting I guess. When the first verse came together, it made me really sad to here.
The tone was fitting, I guess, since it was midnight and the boyfriend was hours beyond when he should have left (practically speaking.) Parting, especially when you don’t know exactly when you’ll see them next, is the most difficult thing I’ve come to learn in my life. Saying goodbye but not meaning “goodbye,” only, “see you next time,” just makes it worse.
I will say that the grand piano in presser is a beautiful instrument, it’s probably what makes the music we write there so haunting; my own piano at home is medium-range and totally out of tune. We wrote a theme song to the screenplay we’re working on as well. This creative partnership we have going is totally Capricorn-Virgo.
I fell out of love with astrology when I fell out of love with the crowd that obsessed over it here. I still fit the constraints of a Virgo-Libra cusp (Gemini rising) pretty well, and I fell hard for a Virgo-soulmate: Capricorn (who is also Gemini rising, it fits.) Sometimes I’ll look back at all the astrology knowledge I accumulated in the past and chalk it up to filling a void. Sometimes I look back and realize that if you just say “That makes sense,” after asking someone’s sign, they’ll assume you know everything about astrology.
I have a lot of procrastinated work to do today, stuff that’s been slowly seeping into my dreams. I’m an anxiety-ridden individual in that I have realistic dreams, dreams about doing homework I haven’t done, dreams about rectifying social situations. I have recurring characters these days that I’d rather never see again, but I guess it’s a lack of closure.
I deal best in 10-12 hour sleep increments; I meant to get up at 9 today and wound up waking at 11:10.
Time for lunch, I guess.
