Monday, May 3, 2010

I Made This: Impromptu in C Major

I think desperate times are when you're looking for your lifeline, and good times are when you know where your lifeline is and are holding onto it as tight as you can.  Music has always been one of my constants.

Last week I started getting an itch in my fingers, and sat down at the piano to see what would happen.  At first, it wasn't much.  Maybe a measure or two, and I'd give up and walk away in disgust...then come back a little later and tentatively try again...and again...

It's still not much.  Not really.  But the feeling of creating music is so addicting.  It's never the same song twice, and I never know what's going to happen when I sit down- one note leads to the next, one chord bleeds to another, and suddenly it's happening.  

I've NEVER made music before.  I cheated in piano lessons- when the book gave me half a song, and I was supposed to write the other half....I'd just copy the first half, backwards.  Tricky, no?  As long as it ended with a V7 chord, followed by a I...it was good.  I grew up listening to my mom sit down and play whatever flowed through her fingers, and I'm so grateful for that: to know that creating IS possible, it's not reserved for the elite and "other" people.  (And Mom?  I wish I could come sit in your primary, and listen to you play prelude every week!)  

A month or two ago I dreamed the first lines of a song- lyrics AND melody.  I've written it down, and tried SO hard to take it farther. Of course, with all that trying I failed miserably.  I'm hoping that someday I'll be able to go back to that song and learn where it leads.  It was so concrete in my dream, I keep looking around to see if it's something that already exists too.  I'll keep recording little snippets of my music, and perhaps something memorable will come out and need to be written down.  But for now, I'll just enjoy creating.

Whew.  That was all kind of heavy, wasn't it?  I was thinking hard about this stuff on my run tonight...I totally missed the turn for MY STREET.  Kind of embarrassing to turn around, you know?  One good thing about running at night is there aren't TOO many people to see me puffing around the neighborhood...and missing my streets...

Oh and...yes.  I taped this in a stolen moment while the girls were brushing their teeth.  And they finished, as you will plainly hear :)

Also, this is the first time, really anyone but my girls (and Wonder Daddy, just yesterday) has heard my music.   He heard me messing around and was surprised I'd managed to memorize a piece that he'd never heard before.  So I guess it SOUNDS like "real" music :D

Enjoy!  (Check out my "music" tab for other videos, if you're looking for more.)






8 comments:

Aunt LoLo said...

Siu Jeun heard the song, and came RUNNING to sit in my lap and listen. :-)

And...aw, MAN! Now EVERYONE can make up music but me. LOL (You and Lo Gung should have a concert...all of HIS songs are in a minor. ;-))

It's really pretty, honey.

Casey said...

You are so talented!

Bobbi Lewin said...

That is beautiful! The idea of writing music just boggles my mind. I'm really impressed by people who can do it! I dream paintings sometimes, and when I wake up and try to recreate it, it just doesn't make sense and is no where near as awesome as it was in my dream!

Mom said...

That was beautiful! But I'm thoroughly shocked you slacked on your question and answer music theory. Tsk. Love, Mom

Anonymous said...

Beautiful! Mom used to do a lot of stuff like this and I think occasionally still does. Cool! Keep it up! -Dad

Mama Papaya said...

Speechless. Wow.

Su said...

It's lovely. I can't believe you wrote that down! (and had it memorized)

Alexandra said...

Loved it! I watched Hello Hello as well - precious. :)