AZN SENSATION

It is 10:06 in Cali, and approximately 12 hours since I sent all of you a message on Facebook. Since then I've done nothing, eaten, then gone to play some volleyball followed by some light conditioning.

I've also done some researching for next year's piano recital. I feel like the more I progress in piano and school, the earlier I need to start practicing my recital piece. Perhaps it's because I have so little time during the school year that I need to practice as much as possible before school starts and spend the rest of the year just touching up. I don't know. But the recital's a little less than a year away, and here I am, choosing a song.

For the past few years, I've always played Beethoven. I don't know why, but I love playing Beethoven. I'm not one of the flowery, pretty girls who likes playing dainty little pieces filled with tiny trills and nimble notes. No, I prefer power most of the time. Sure, I like the prettiness. I am a girl, after all, and the pretty parts do please me. :] But I'm not like that.

I think that Beethoven blends it all perfectly. He has his tender moments, but he also has that grandiose quality which shows up in his music. He combines the swelling and proud sound that a piano can create along with the quiet and desperate notes that bring out tears in the eyes of all listeners.

Or at least, that's how I aim to play.

I don't know...do you guys get that? Whether I'm singing or playing piano, I aim to bring out the potential emotions that the music has in full. I think there's a difference between playing piano and performing, as well as for singing. You can sing the notes, or you can use every note to bring out the entire melody and its latent power. I don't think I really care about the audience after a certain point. Music, for me, is sort of selfish and vain that way.

For the first few notes I'm all about getting the audience. I hear every movement they make, and worry about it. But once I hit my stride...I feel like it all changes. It's all about me at that point. (I sound like a prig.) I don't really know how to describe it.

Anyways I'm glad to hear y'all got my letters! :]]]]]] Rosanna, have fun at the lake! Wear lots of bug spray...and sunblock. No skin cancer or West Nile! And Tracy, I think it's hard for everyone. (I swear I probably pressed "publish post" like a second later than you. Wait, can we even post two things/write two things at once? This is madness! [no...this is Sparta...hahaha...])

Side note: I was watching A Bug's Life the other day (yay!) and discovered that there's a can in that movie which is labeled: "Low-fat Lard." Does this make sense to anyone? If so, please explain, because I think it's a paradox.

-Yeana-