Thursday, March 26, 2009


Got home last night drunk and cranky.

I slept for a couple hours and woke to Bach's Two Part Inventions speeding through my mind. In particular, one of Glenn Gould's recordings where he flew through them at such a pace that I was actually stressed out listening. I remember after listening to that particular rendition, I practiced them at that same breakneck tempo and when my piano teacher heard me, her comment to me was: "Why are you trying to get them over with so quickly? It won't make the lesson end any sooner."

But I digress.

When I woke up a few hours ago, I played them. Started nice and slow, then sped up, then sped up some more, then sped up a lot more.

I remember what made me cranky. But for the life of me, I can't figure out WHY it did so. When others are inexplicably cranky, I assume that there is another, perhaps completely unrelated, explanation for it. I could spend time trying to figure out that underlying reason for myself. Or I could just go back to playing Bach WAY too fast and lose myself in speed.


Trebeka said...

You really must start to write books my Dear.You are a writer and a storyteller! And trust me i don't say that "like that" i really mean it. I love your "writing" it's entertaining, funny, real and you just got the "thing". I hope i will have the chance to read the first chapters in october in NYC!

C-Belle said...

Trebeka, my darling!

I have been reading your blog - I LOVE it. Also, I've been listening to your new album - it is astonishingly good, and all I can think is that I miss walking into Centro and seeing your gorgeous self on stage, singing me "Fever"!

NYC in October? I can't wait to see you. Have a fabulous time in Hanoi in the meantime!