the music that can't be seen, but felt
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the mep guys had two sessions with this music therapist/improviser guy from britain a few days back. damn interesting.. the first session was kinda fun. 12-bar blues, whoooo. jazz monster. haha. second one was really, really interesting; about music therapy.

from some random spot:

Music Therapy is an established healthcare profession that uses music to address physical, emotional, cognitive, and social needs of individuals of all ages. Music therapy improves the quality of life for persons who are well and meets the needs of children and adults with disabilities or illnesses. Music therapy interventions can be designed to:

-promote wellness
-manage stress
-alleviate pain
-express feelings
-enhance memory
-improve communication
-promote physical rehabilitation.

Research in music therapy supports its effectiveness in a wide variety of healthcare and educational settings.

i think i need some music therapy. for at least the 2nd, 3rd, 5th, 7th points listed above. right.

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lower brass parts playing counter-melodies or melodies with the squeaky high notes flying around here and there are nice. i want to play trombone or tuba. haha.

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i lost my lips....

an american elegy. b-e-a-utiful.
why are people commissioned to write pieces only when something drastic happens?
maybe it's just me. haha, ignore.

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aye don't worry about me, i'm good. thanks anyway.

there are times spent when you feel no pressure at all, when you just feel at total ease; the only worry being about what to have for dinner or whatever meal. and yes, deciding what to have for dinner can be quite stressful and funny. haha. totally no worries otherwise. like spending some good time with the .15 guys, cracking some stupid lame crappy jokes here and there but in the end still managing to catch up with each other about life and being in different schools. or with the few bandmates, just spending a night away at the old, old grounds of acsi which my "darling" said to have brought back many, many memories, used to getting insulted at (or maybe it's just jerel). its these times you enjoy yourself genuinely, and when you know some of these people will just walk with you till your future husbands/wives have already gotten used to your wrinkled face and fast-balding hair.

yawn. morning.

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we thought we did the right thing.
we thought things would turn out fine, even better than the ex-present circumstances.
we never expected this in return.
we never expected that once we got off the train, it'd actually crash, somehow.
its disappointing.
especially when i'm reminded of what some of you actually did. or dared to do.

i guess its partly our fault.
for failing to foresee.

last time, i've always wondered why some of them never came back. never did their part, and what they "should have done" by passing by. but the picture has become clearer over the past few months. the difference is huge. everything's just so different. its not their fault at all. if this is what's happening at almost every single place in the world to those at this age, isn't the world quite a sad place to be in, sometimes? i wonder how a few can pull through and keep it going for years. guess at this tender age, we're still lacking of maturity and patience to not give up.

all we can do is to keep each other going. damage-control.
don't ask me what i'm talking about.

have a good week ahead.
you should be doing smth useful! like mugging. haha. night.

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i've no idea what kind of posts to post. just don't know what's ought to be shared here or right to be shared or what. haha. well..
anyway the week has been a hectic one; on the excuse of band, i didn't do any work at all except for a bit here and there. gonna miss reaching home at 10 plus. haha right. concert was alright. thanks for coming down to support, each and everyone of you! thanks. went for another two concerts by rj and stmargs. somehow what the man said is true, the line about encore pieces and their effects. anyway flight of the bumblebee on the mallets was hot. yup. another enlightening tpt lesson today. haha who says long tones are the solutions for 'lip stamina'. so that's it, a week full of music. seems so much like that music-ful week last year, 11th to 17th april. ahhh memories.
i guess everyone feels this way. who wants to be remembered as a crapper? crapping's to liven up the mood, to relax the tensions. but we all prefer to indulge in more useful ramblings, speak to help, speak to share. a fair mix of both would do good. haha ignore my random speak.

a battle with negativity.

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"A great performance stirs one's soul, rearranges one's molecules, turns one's being inside out. It gives you a new insight on life, a new place to stand, a new range of experiences." Ben Zander.

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