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I know that you're sleeping
Feeling the warmth from your skin
Just the scent makes me weak
But I don't dare to wake you now
Last edited by Muddy; 12-23-2017 at 10:24 PM.
This guy is a master entertainer.
The decisive thing is not the reality of the object, but the reality of the subjective factor, i.e. the primordial images, which in their totality represent a psychic mirror-world. It is a mirror, however, with the peculiar capacity of representing the present contents of consciousness not in their known and customary form but in a certain sense sub specie aeternitatis, somewhat as a million-year old consciousness might see them.
(Jung on Si)
True bass singers are cool.
It's not just the notes they hit (although C1 is happening a lot here), but also the tonality to their voice.
My favorite Christmas song
Mozart's Köchel catalogue (the posthumous, chronological collection of his compositions) has 626 entries. I want to challenge myself and listen to a new piece every day, so I've enlisted a random number generator to give me a number between 1 and 626. Each day I'll locate the number in the catalogue, listen to Mozart's composition, print out the score and then analyze it. If some days I get the same number, that's fine - I can just listen to the piece again, and do further analysis. (I aim to expand my vocabulary in a similar way - a program sends me a new adjective every day, which will add richness and metaphor to my speech).
Anyway today's number was 182.
K. 182 is Mozart's Symphony No. 24 in B-flat major.