We value a musician's completed compositions, technical virtuosity, or the ability of a performer to express emotion. But what about the value of listening?
A showcase from the Spring 2020 Arts Workshop “Creating a Full-Length Text/Music Performance and Recording”
A song that captures the essence of my teenage years, a song of longing, confusion, and boredom, of that crazy desperation where it feels like your chest will explode because you like someone so much, then waking up the next morning and realizing you never cared about them.
Over the past few months in quarantine, I’ve written three songs that attempt to document how this all sounds to me.
I’ve been anxious for the past month, as you probably have been too. But, when I listen to this song I calm down for a little bit.
In order to protect our health, many of the activities, people, and places we love are being abandoned. However, we are actually loving one another by letting go of the things we hold most dear.
it was I, peeking from the pinkest parts of myself/ to submit to a fear of causal efficacy bound together/ by the tiny hand sandwiches I had mentioned before