Farewell Andromeda, and other stuff
Current Musician: John Denver
Album: Farewell Andromeda
It's the first time I'm hearing all but one (the title song) song in this album. The mood of this album is reflective, a bit sad. Which is weird because the title song, Farewell Andromeda (better known as Welcome to my Morning) is one of the most preppy songs I've heard ever. I have a really happy memory of Maryland, one morning at 5am, with this song. But that's besides the point. I'm still discussing the rest of the album. Most of it has lovely wordings (like most of his stuff). Listen to this one, for example:
(Yes, I do have a problem with the first line but let's discuss that some other day.)
...you will know that to die is not really to end.
Living and dying are both your most intimate friends.
So empty the ashtray, sweep up the floor, put a lock on your door.
If somebody calls in the morning, just say we don't live here no more.
In fact, let me post a link to the lyrics of this album so that you can check them out for yourself:
http://www.geocities.com/WileyMike/2Farewell.html
Tomorrow's Musical Flavor: Rachmaninoff on the menu. I'm looking forward to that because of Ayn Rand's associations with his music. If Tchaikovsky is any indication, I know I love Russian composers (oops, not scientific method, generalizing from ONLY ONE sample!), but I'm trying not to expect Richard Halley from Rachmaninoff... precisely because I know she made that association in her writing and in her mind, and since music reverberates differently with each one of us, I might have "a different Richard Halley". Right?
(Nonetheless, I'm still wondering if I will find the proverbial Halley's Fifth Concerto tomorrow!)
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Ooooh, in other news, I had a conversation with my research advisor yesterday. He said he had attended another PhD defense two weeks ago and he told me that, in comparison, I had done enough work to go ahead and plan my defense and dissertation layout. Yes!!! Imagine standing on the threshold of a Doctor of Philosophy. The end of the road, so to speak. (Of course, this week has made me realize that a PhD is not the end of the road for some people who go on to bigger degrees like the 'Habilitate', and that I can get only in Germany.) Well, on the other hand, I'd take my advisor's words with a spoon of salt, you know, to be on the safer side.
At some point, remind me that I have to discuss my brief encounter with a theoretical nuclear physicist, sometime. Oh, life is exciting right now. And I really, really hope I haven't said that too soon.
Album: Farewell Andromeda
It's the first time I'm hearing all but one (the title song) song in this album. The mood of this album is reflective, a bit sad. Which is weird because the title song, Farewell Andromeda (better known as Welcome to my Morning) is one of the most preppy songs I've heard ever. I have a really happy memory of Maryland, one morning at 5am, with this song. But that's besides the point. I'm still discussing the rest of the album. Most of it has lovely wordings (like most of his stuff). Listen to this one, for example:
(Yes, I do have a problem with the first line but let's discuss that some other day.)
...you will know that to die is not really to end.
Living and dying are both your most intimate friends.
So empty the ashtray, sweep up the floor, put a lock on your door.
If somebody calls in the morning, just say we don't live here no more.
In fact, let me post a link to the lyrics of this album so that you can check them out for yourself:
http://www.geocities.com/WileyMike/2Farewell.html
Tomorrow's Musical Flavor: Rachmaninoff on the menu. I'm looking forward to that because of Ayn Rand's associations with his music. If Tchaikovsky is any indication, I know I love Russian composers (oops, not scientific method, generalizing from ONLY ONE sample!), but I'm trying not to expect Richard Halley from Rachmaninoff... precisely because I know she made that association in her writing and in her mind, and since music reverberates differently with each one of us, I might have "a different Richard Halley". Right?
(Nonetheless, I'm still wondering if I will find the proverbial Halley's Fifth Concerto tomorrow!)
==========================
Ooooh, in other news, I had a conversation with my research advisor yesterday. He said he had attended another PhD defense two weeks ago and he told me that, in comparison, I had done enough work to go ahead and plan my defense and dissertation layout. Yes!!! Imagine standing on the threshold of a Doctor of Philosophy. The end of the road, so to speak. (Of course, this week has made me realize that a PhD is not the end of the road for some people who go on to bigger degrees like the 'Habilitate', and that I can get only in Germany.) Well, on the other hand, I'd take my advisor's words with a spoon of salt, you know, to be on the safer side.
At some point, remind me that I have to discuss my brief encounter with a theoretical nuclear physicist, sometime. Oh, life is exciting right now. And I really, really hope I haven't said that too soon.
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