Tuesday, March 21, 2006
I ran last night after work, in my new shoes, and it felt great! It's so funny how much difference new shoes make. I don't realize, over the course of 6 months, how much cushioning and flexibility a running shoe loses. Plus I'm not convinced that the Asics are the right shoe for me. They never fit as well as the Brooks do - I had fit problems with the Asics from the beginning but just endured it. Shouldn't have done that - my feet were signaling something important.I have half a mind to call Emily at Fit Right NW and thank her!
Anyway, grabbed some dinner, then caught a bus home. Then Christi called with a favor to ask, and Tracy called, and Smacky demanded some attention and food (equal parts of both). I gave some time to my friends (I include Smacky in that category) and then I took some "me" time.
I sat down to play with my new keyboard.
No... the musical keyboard. The one I bought for my 3-year-old New Year's resolution? Yeah, that one.
And, I finally got to the good part of my music theory book.
I was learning scales. And it's so cool.
I always knew, in a general way, that music had a mathematical underpinning. And way back in grade school and junior high, I took some music theory classes, but for whatever reason, the whole idea didn't gel in my head. And 15 years ago or so, I tried to learn harmonica, since it seems to be the easiest instrument to learn, but again, I was just memorizing what I was being taught. I couldn't break out of that to see the basic idea that would allow me to create new songs.
Either the book I'm reading now is written by a brilliant teacher, or I'm finally ready to learn, or some combination of the two, because last night was an epiphany.
I learned about how notes are just vibrations (yeah, I knew that already) and how vibrations that are exactly double or half of each other sound alike (didn't know that) - so that a note that's, say 100 vibrations per minute has a similar sound to one that's 200 vbm and one that's 50 vbm.
That explained how people have broken up the notes in-between those similar sounds into discrete, evenly-spaced notes - the familar C-D-E-F-G-A-B scale.
It gets a little more complicated with flats and sharps (the black keys on a piano) but that's just for convenience and language - the basic idea is that each key is the same "distance" from the keys next to it. So there are twelve steps from one C note to another C - that's the chromatic scale.
The part that made me sit up and go "wow" is that each type of music only uses a few notes out of those twelve, usually 5 or 7 of them. And if you restrict yourself to those notes, you can improvise that type of music. There's the major scale and a minor one, that's the basis for most Western or European music, there's a scale for Blues, there's the pentatonic scale that's the basis of Country and Western music. And rock is either based on the Blues scale or the C&W scale - the difference there is the chords and the beat.
This is probably over-simplified for any musicians out there, and might not be interesting to any non-musicians. Sorry 'bout that.
But man I was having fun last night, recording a simple chord (which is three or four specific notes in a scale played together) and drumbeat in GarageBand and picking out random notes in a specific scale and being amazed at how much like an actual song it sounded like!
Holy freakin' cow! I'm a musician!
I know, I know, I have a long way to go before I could play anything live. But now that the essential concept has taken root in my head, it's like I have a brand-new brain. I've been given a new way to look at the world, a new sense to complement the traditional twelve. I'm hearing songs on my iPod as if for the first time!
I don't know why it took me so long to get this. I'm just glad I did.
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I'm glad you finally get it too!
Oh, and for the record...I did not call you. I DON'T CALL... HARDLY EVAR!
Oh, and for the record...I did not call you. I DON'T CALL... HARDLY EVAR!
Oh, right, right.
You texted me. You were, as usual, feeling non-call-y. My bad.
They both came in on my phone!
You texted me. You were, as usual, feeling non-call-y. My bad.
They both came in on my phone!
Let me just add.....
"West bound and down, eighteen wheels are rollin', we're gonna do what they say can't be done. We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there. I'm west bound, just watch ol' Bandit run!"
I think this music endeavor you resolved three years ago will open many doors you never thought possible, my friend. You're gonna do what you thought was previously difficult - what 'they' said can't be done, so to speak.
And if Jerry Reed can do it, why can't you?
"West bound and down, eighteen wheels are rollin', we're gonna do what they say can't be done. We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there. I'm west bound, just watch ol' Bandit run!"
I think this music endeavor you resolved three years ago will open many doors you never thought possible, my friend. You're gonna do what you thought was previously difficult - what 'they' said can't be done, so to speak.
And if Jerry Reed can do it, why can't you?
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