Humming of Myself...

No, I haven't forgotten about my blog. Often I open a blank post with the intent of filling it...but I always just end up closing my computer in frustration. I refuse to do that this time. So sorry if this is nonsense, just know that others deal with writer's block too. It seems mine has lasted for nearly four years now.

But hey, I'm ripping all of Shostakovich's string quartets into my iTunes library right now, so at least I'll  have plenty to listen to. He's a composer I haven't listened to enough.

"But God remembered Noah..."
This quote speaks down to me from above my computer. He gently reminds me that He remembers me (and you) too. I can't imagine what it feels like to feel forgotten in the middle of the ocean.

With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums.

I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for conquer'd and slain persons.

Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?

I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.

I beat and pound for the dead.

I blow through my embouchures my loudest and gayest for them.

Vivas to those who have fail'd!

And to those whose war-vessels sank in the sea!

And to those themselves who sank in the sea!

And to all generals that lost engagements, and all overcome heroes!

And the numberless unknown heroes equal to the greatest heroes known!

/Walt Whitman