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May 23, 2009

I’ll feel a whole lot better

Filed under: music — origamifreak @ 4:11 pm
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For my former WB.

The reason why, oh I can say
I have to let you go babe, and right away
After what you did, I can’t stay on
And I’ll probably feel a whole lot better
When you’re gone

Baby for a long time, you had me believe
That your love was all mine, and that’s the way it would be
But I didn’t know, that you were putting me on
And I’ll probably feel a whole lot better
When you’re gone

Now I’ve got to say, that it’s not like before
And I’m not gonna play, your games anymore
After what you did, I can’t stay on
And I’ll probably feel a whole lot better
When you’re gone

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May 1, 2009

Ode

Filed under: music — origamifreak @ 12:08 pm
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I have the tab for this song – worked on it with my guitar teacher back when I lived in CT about 12 years ago.  Think I’ll dust it off and revisit it this weekend.

Click here to listen to the track.

Happy Rhodes – Ode

   Believe..the sun will come out again
            the sun will come out again

Believe..your love will return again

your love will return again
Never cry for the rain

(never cry, never cry for the rain)

It brings us soothing sounds to sleep by
And never cry because you feel unloved

(never cry, never cry 'cause you're unloved)

That's what your arms are for

To wrap them around yourself
And believe..the sun will come out again

the sun will come out again
Believe..your love will return again

your love will return again
Never cry because you're lonely

(never cry, never cry 'cause you're alone)

Your love will always be around the bend
And never cry because you think you can't make it

(never cry, never cry 'cause you can't make it)

You've made it this far

That's better than most
Believe..the sun will come out again

the sun will come out again
Believe..your love will return again

your love will return again
Never cry because you're scared

(never cry, never cry because you're scared)

The only thing that can harm you is your fear
And don't ask why you must hurt so much

(don't ask why, don't ask why you hurt so much)

It's just a process of healing

Remember..
To believe..believe when I say..that I believe in you

yes I believe in you
Believe..believe when I say..that I'll love you always

yes I'll love you always


From: “Rhodesongs” (1993: AGCD0021), previously released on “Ecto” (1987).
Source of the lyrics: The Ecto Home Page — Happy Rhodes

June 1, 2008

Pulling Strings

Filed under: music — origamifreak @ 5:43 pm
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A son of some friends had a violin recital today. He’s in a community arts program which includes instruction in strings.

Today’s concert was an hour and a half, and included solos from 21 violinists and three cellists.

There was also a presentation of a Bach double concerto by a subset of the students and an instructor, as well as the requisite group finale “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.”

Most of the pieces were accompanied on piano. Although the accompanist was very good about following the variable tempo of the performers and careful to keep his instrument soft, I actually preferred the unaccompanied pieces, as the acoustics of the church were fantastic with a single cello or violin voice; adding a piano tended to muddy the sound.

There were three different violin teachers represented, and it was interesting to see that their proteges reflected differerent teaching styles; one group of students had fairly solid technique and intonation, while another group were more expressive. The teachers themselves have played or do play in the Rochester Philharmonic, or the Syracuse Symphony.

I could tell that Stephen had the benefit of additional outside instruction; he was one of the few students who faced forward rather than watching his left hand, and the amount of improvement over last year is a leap, rather than a step. His progress has accelerated. Best of all, he still looks like he enjoys it.

Although all the performers were more or less nervous, I was particularly impressed with the bravery of the adults. It is not easy to go in front of a group of other parents and children and earnestly play a simpler piece than the subsequent third or fourth grader.

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