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02.06.2007 - Saturday - 03:33 - I know the pieces fit
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I know the pieces fit
cuz I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering,
fundamental differing.
Pure intention juxtaposed
will set two lovers souls in motion.
Disintegrating as it goes
testing our communication.
The light that fueled our fire
then has burned a hole between us so
we cannot see to reach an end
crippling our communication.
I know the pieces fit
cuz I watched them tumble down.
No fault, none to blame
it doesnt mean I dont desire
to point the finger, blame the other,
watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together,
rediscover communication.
The poetry that comes from
the squaring off between,
and the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.
There was a time that the pieces fit,
but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering,
strangled by our coveting
I've done the the math enough
to know the dangers of a second guessing.
Doomed to crumble unless we grow,
and strengthen our communication.
Cold silence has
a tendency to
atrophy any
sense of compassion.
Between supposed lovers.
Between supposed lovers.
And I know the pieces fit.
And I know the pieces fit.
And I know the pieces fit.
And I know the pieces fit.
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I've transcribed the intro and a part of the first verse. It's enough to explain most of the tricks
used in the song. The GP5 file is here.
It contains the parts for two guitars, bass, drums and a guitar-arranged voice melody.
It sounds really better with the RSE engine. Drop me a mail if you want the pdf.
30.05.2007 - Tuesday - 20:07 - A random video from NY
This is a random sax solo, from a random concert of a random
band in a totally random club somewhere in NY in a random weekday...
Click the image to download the video...
Ah.. and I've finally posted some random photos here :)
I'm off to the gym. Later ppl.
21.05.2007 - Monday - 11:35 - Diary Digest
Ok. A lot of things happened in the last month.
As usual in this period, I have a super amount of work.
It's ok: I can do it :)
I'm back from New York. Woah...
The place where I live is obviously not even comparable.
I'll post some photos (and maybe comments) soon.
Yes, Yes, I know, rigel is gone. Please welcome hydra :)
Yes, I know that the kvirc lists are not working
at the moment. I'm working on it...
Something is moving.
There is a placeholder on http://labs.pragmaware.net.
Going to buy a new car. The target is in the european C segment.
Something like "Mazda 3", "Fiat Bravo", "Seat Leon" or "Alfa Romeo 147".
Suggestions are welcome :)
I've missed a veeery strange (but cool) opportunity on Saturday. Too bad
it was soooo unexpected :(
Next saturday we're going to play in our city center with Ace Of Space
and an additional guest guitarist (Cucio Rox!!!). It will be fun :)
I've been working a little bit more on the
article about matrices.
This is also one of the starter projects for http://labs.pragmaware.net:
take a look here.
14.04.2007 - Saturday - 21:53 - Black
A question is how one blogs death. The very complex mental activity,
the tons of information recorded, the interaction with the outside world...
...all turn from reality into memories. Should one ?
I feel like my brain log should record this anyway.
She survived a world war. She survived the death
of her son. She survived a heart attack.
She survived the loneliness and the distance.
All with a great will to live and dedication.
Her brain never gave up. Her body did, today.
Love you Grandma.
26.03.2007 - Monday - 02:22 - Zarabeth
Tonight I've written down the main theme of this
incredibly beautiful love song by Allan Holdsworth. It's
the track n. 5 in the album "Wardenclyffe Tower".
Zarabeth was an inhabitant of the planet Sarpeidon, exiled
to her planet's past by the means of the atavachron time portal.
Capitain Kirk, Spock and Leonard McCoy tried to investigate
on the unique technology of the atavachron and found themselves
teleported to the Sarpeidon's past. Spock increasingly finds himself
attracted to Zarabeth, and disturbingly more emotional and irrational,
and even goes against Vulcan custom by eating meat.
Spock's emotions were released because in this time period Vulcans
had not yet controlled their emotions. Eventually, Spock would find
a door to the portal so they could return to their own period, but Zarabeth
could not leave as she would die if she left her time period.
The above story is in Star Trek episode 3x23 "All Our Yesterdays".
Please note that this is my personal interpretation of the
theme. I've arranged the guitar, bass and keyboard parts
to be played in a "solo" fashion on a single seven string guitar.
In this tune Allan plays a six string baritone guitar that
has a wider extension than a standard one. For these reasons
some of the positions might be plain different from the ones
Allan plays and there might be missing notes.
Some of the positions are very difficult to play because
I've tried to keep the notes ringing as long as possibile.
You might try to arrange them in a somewhat different way.
I'll be playing with it in the next days, trying to
find better positions and to write down the solo.
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