They did it!

 Trish and J tied the knot this past weekend!  Hooray!  The wedding was incredible.  I love these two individually, and I love them as one.  Many others feel the same way because their wedding was a huge showing of support, friendship, and love.  It was a testament to the spirit of generosity.  Does that sound over the top?  It's true!  There was a tangible feeling in the air that infected everyone; it made me feel very real and alive.  And it kind of felt like time was moving in another dimension, because by the time the weekend was over I felt like I had been there for a month, and it was a little surreal to get on a plane and head straight back to school.  I wanted to know more about everyone I met there, hear their stories and just spend time being with them.  I'm going to share more details about the weekend, but I want to wait until I have a chance to look through more pictures.  Gosh, Trish is so beautiful I can hardly stand it.  I believe so strongly in this relationship - Congratulations to my cousin and cousin-in-law!

Scholarly Pursuits: Debussy's Sarabande

So I'm starting a little sub-series on this blog, where I will be posting about pieces of music and composers studied in my 20th century music history class.  I've jokingly decided to label it "Scholarly Pursuits"; it's not really a scholarly endeavor, but more an opportunity to record personal reactions to listening and ideas discussed in class.  However...it's for school, right?  That counts as a scholarly effort :)  I'm starting with Debussy's second Sarabande, which is in a set of pieces titled "Pour le Piano".

At the point in his life when writing this Sarabande, Debussy experimented with mixing conventional rules and structure with his new ideas about composing music that focused on pleasure and a state of being.  The Sarabande is a beginning step down this new path:  the convergence of traditional form and tonal expectations with a new style of voice leading.  In years before, motion and development were felt in music through harmonic development and a relationship with the tonic.  Tense digressions and resolutions back to I were the primary expression of emotion.  Debussy didn't wish to get rid of the tonic, but the keys in which he wrote are no longer strongly tonicized because of a lack of leading tone and half step motion.  Motion is no longer created through the means of resolving dissonances and tension in traditional harmonic motion.  Because dissonances are treated as consonances, no firm sense of harmonic resolution is necessary.

Debussy believed music was not "the expression of a feeling, it is the feeling itself."  Perhaps this explains the atmospheric quality of his works, the sense that they simply exist.  Each chord looks neither to its origins or its future, but is heard fully in the moment of its being.  So, if tonality is no longer a driving sense of motion, where does the motion originate?  In listening to the Sarabande, I would say it comes from the rhythm, pacing, and expanse between the voices.  There are definite steps forward and points of arrival, with recovery from climactic moments.

This Sarabande turns my mind to the act of wandering; not aimlessly or listlessly, but rather a constant exploration of something new.  Each turn of the head and opening of the ear bears witness to a new sight and sound, something which excites the senses and creates a desire to move forward and discover more.  This is where the emotion and expression in the music comes from.  As Debussy stated, it is the music.  It is not our personal emotion that drives everything onward, but the need to continue witnessing the music and emotion that exists outside of ourselves as it unfolds before us.

I chose to post these photographs that I took in Basel, Switzerland to try and illustrate something I find powerful about Debussy's works, which is their ability to make you notice more about yourself and your surroundings.  His music creates a story and atmosphere.  Look at these photographs in silence, then look at them while listening (find other recordings, too) to the Sarabande.  How does the story change?  How does your perception of the scene change?  We're assigned listening exercises for class to teach us the importance of actually taking time to experience a piece of music.  By focusing all of our energy on listening (or reading a poem, or looking at a piece of art), we walk away with a heightened sense of awareness.  Suddenly we see, feel, hear, experience more.  And I think this is our ultimate goal as musicians and artists - to strive to experience our surroundings in ever greater depth, to respond and react, and then to share the outcome with others.  It's easy to listen to the Sarabande in passing because it's short and goes by quickly.  The piece encourages us to take time to notice, to observe; it is a beautiful paradox that the simplicity of this experience can make us aware of so much.

One Week!

One week, one week!  One week until Trish and J tie the knot!  I love these two so much and can't wait to go to Massachusetts next weekend to celebrate with them!  I get to see my mom and sister, too, which I'm so happy about.  After the wedding the couple is flying to Thailand for their honeymoon, then shortly after that going to live in Egypt for a few months for some work that Justin is doing.  What an adventure!  "We'll be busier with life-living than bees with their honey-making," Trish told me once right before I moved to Worcester.  Well we were, and we are, and now they will be :)  Hurrah for them!

Stretch, Scrimp, and Spare

This month I have decided to embrace the spirit of the poor, graduate student stereotype.  I'm enjoying UK so far, but it turns out their administrative communication and organization are weak.  The other new TA's and I were informed we won't start receiving our stipend (which is essentially our income, especially as we've just arrived and haven't had time to find more work) until a month and a half after school started.  Yeesh.  Well, I can challenge myself to live a frugality-themed month.  There are a couple small things that would be nice to take care of...for instance, the front light on my bike broke, and instead of replacing it I had to tape a small flashlight to my handlebars.  I don't own a pair of pants without a huge whole in the inner thigh area.  Also, I don't own any forks.  I have four knives and one spoon.  Why?  How?  Who knows the answer to these mysterious questions.  But these small things can all wait.  Except the forks, maybe, because that's starting to get awkward.  I had a friend over for dinner the other night and we had to keep washing the spoon.  Anyway, when I first arrived here I felt super stressed about all this (I literally only had $30 one weekend) but the trick is to stay focused on the fact that it's temporary, because then it all just seems ridiculous and makes me laugh.   One morning I told Trish about my pitiful breakfast of a banana and half a tomato, and she replied "Wow, a veritable feast."  That really cracked me up, and I've felt fine ever since.  So!  For the rest of September I will be searching out all things that Lexington has to offer at free or low-cost prices, and also attempting to cook on a lower budget than usual without resorting to solely eating beans from a can.

It's great to be in this situation with student status because there are lots facilities and opportunities available for free.  Well, I guess the idea is that you're paying for them with thousands of dollars of tuition, but I'm not, so there you go.  The other day I went to hang out at the main library on campus.  My jaw dropped when I first saw this building, and I assumed it was something for athletics because it looked impressive.  It feels bigger than it is (it's very large) because it stands on top of a hill, and there's nothing immediately surrounding it.  It has a really cool glass dome at the top that lets in a lot of light, and is stuffed with books, comfy chairs, private desks and lamps, group tables, and a cafe area.  Cool!

Don't Forget

Passed it on the street!

"Don't Be Flip"

Last weekend was my first in Lexington, and I had been feeling very scattered and unsettled, when all of a sudden one of my best friends came for a quick, unplanned visit.  Nic (no photos of him from the weekend, but here he is scoping out some Parisian pants) is a very comforting presence, and in one weekend furniture was picked out, my apartment largely set up, and the city became a much more familiar place.  It seems to be full of colorful buildings and people.  When we stopped in at a secondhand furniture store, we purchased items from a woman who talked our ears off, and said things like, "I live down on 7th Street, on the nice end.  I mean, I thought I lived on the nice end, but I can't even get a pizza delivered to my house!"  And those first few photos are a wall of a coffeeshop that has potential for placement on the favorite-city-stops list.  We also went to an awesome restaurant called The Village Idiot, and ate things like "Devils on Horseback", which are dates stuffed with goat cheese and orange marmalade, wrapped in bacon, and drizzled with honey.  Good God!  

Nic and I share a common favorite poet, Todd Boss, who wrote, "Don't Be Flip when you drop your mate at the dock."   I really like that.  So, no coolness, no coyness, just many, many sincere thanks to my friend, who swooped in and made me feel relaxed about a major to-do list, and excited about moving to a new city!