Music

Yeah. It comes to this. I like music. Despite my horrifying lack of talent and taste in this field. But it's no crime to like something as long as I'm not doing any public performance or conversation with people in this field right?

I mean...It's not like I don't listen to music or dislike music in my past. But I guess I liked music just the way it is and how I perceive it. It's just plainly sensory and acoustically. And then one day I started to learn guitar. It was always been an on and off thingy, sometimes I learn it, and then I ignore it for another century before I start dusting out the guitar and play it again.

But since my internship started, I got my free time with still a portion of effective productivity time as well, so I go ham on learning guitar. At first it was all standard dusting procedure, like strumming randomly on some chords. Then I started with Ronan Keating's : When you say nothing at all. a friend taught me tho. it was all fun and stuffs. most of the time I'm just enjoying how the process of pressing those strings makes my finger tips painful and rough (masochist and sadist me ;) ). That feeling when you rub your rough fingertips is indescribable.

Then again, I enjoyed it too when I realized that in order to play the guitar effectively, you have to actually sing along to make the melody start making sense. It's kinda like cooking :D where you have all your fucking sauce and shits, but to make it all make sense, you need the true ingredients like meat or fish. And your singing is therefore the meat and fish while your melody from the guitar is the seasoning. No Chopin or Beethoven though. I just LOVEE things that when threw together works sweet and fine like cooking, machines and now music (I guess lol).

I love things that makes a good story. Like history, travelling, old people, old stuffs. So I guess a motivation for me to understand lyrics? hoho I dunno.

Tschuess und Gute Nacht.