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2006-02-15 10:49 pm

interlude

So, yesterday I asked the ever-awesome [livejournal.com profile] eyepiece_simile to help me pick out birthday cards for my two godsisters (the daughters of my godparents; does this term really exist?). It struck me only in the middle of the card-picking selection as mildly pathetic that I must actually consult my much cooler friends on such matters. It's hard to find good birthday cards, especially for pre-teen girls; you don't want to be overly cute or too cynical. I was nowhere near as cool as Kathleen at age 11 (she's turning 12 tomorrow); I just know she's going to be an awesomely gorgeous and smart and sassy homecoming queen someday. Sarah, the younger one, and I are closer in personality although I think she's a little shyer. I think I've found something that each of them will like, or so I hope.

I think my mother is concerned about my mental status as I would not stop singing random fragments of "So Long, Farewell" from the Sound of Music slightly off-key for half an hour straight while washing the dishes. If I were in her position I'd probably be slightly weirded-out, too. But there's just something about TSOM that makes me frightfully cheery for extended periods of time. And in winter I could use extra doses of shiny melodies. The lovely sunny weather lately has been helping tremendously; I hope it lasts for as long as possible. I'm starting to believe that I won't be able to live anywhere with actual fall and winter; I'm afraid I'd get too depressed.

For some reason in winter I always feel more tired; sleeping doesn't make me feel any more rested than being awake. My usual method of blasting awesomely cool orchestral jazz/instrumentals and techno on my way to the IHL is starting to wear off a little in its energy-boosting powers. Normally I swear it's better than caffeine, which I never consume in the morning anyway. I'd rather not form some kind of addiction until I really need it (i.e. at uni).
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2005-11-30 11:22 pm

one day more

Who wants to help me translate Italian film score terminology by Thursday night?

I didn't think so :P For some reason I can't find either of my Ennio Morricone compilations for my end of the term Italian project this Friday, which really worries me. Sometimes I think my room is a giantic void that swallows up my soundtracks and spits them out two years later. It's a very disturbing trend.

The end of the world might be emminent as I did a week's worth of integral and differential equation homework in advance and enjoyed it quite a bit.

And *now* I have to find out that Michael Giacchino is married...I think. Actually, I can't seem to find any proof of said marriage, so perhaps there's still hope for me.


You didn't think I was being serious, did you? Every composer needs a devoted fangirl, I suppose :D
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2005-11-22 12:30 am
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nocturne in g minor

An intriguing theory:

Someone who I think sort of knows me well brought up the possibility the other day that the reason why I love (over)analyzing film music so much is that I'm afraid of showing my emotions.

The more I think about it, said person has a very good point.

Am I really so emotionally repressed?

(written last night)
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2005-11-14 09:30 pm
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2005-11-06 06:08 pm

and the geeks will inherit the Earth

This is the coolest article I've read all week. In other words, researchers are confirming common knowledge; people tend to judge each other on their musical tastes as one's musical preferences reveal a lot about one's personality. No wonder people spend so much time making mix CDs as gifts for friends. And if we're to believe the conclusions presented in this article, I'm a terribly introverted person due to my overwhelming preference for instrumental music. Maybe my college essay isn't so irrelevant to real life after all.

That's exactly the sort of thing I'd like to explore in the future after pestering some nice administrators for research money. And perhaps I will double major in psychology and musicology after all if I bother to learn how to sight sing and pass a keyboard proficiency test. Mmmm, college...
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2005-10-27 11:02 pm

the day doesn't end

Bernard Herrmann's Taxi Driver is really growing on me; it joins the ranks of the Incredibles, Out of Africa, Dances With Wolves, and Enigma in the category of scores for which I felt lukewarm/bored upon the first listen and discovered how wonderful it was by the second or third listen some time after. It's a hard listen at first; you've got the hard brass progressions, the marching percussion and anguished chromatic dissonances in the main title that are redeemed by the lyrical saxaphone solo (Betsy's theme). It's existential anguish in a nutshell, but what a fascinating story you hear unfurl, how such beauty and harshness sympatically coexist. What's really lovely about Herrmann is how he subtly tweaks these themes in such a way that you're never quite listening to the same piece twice and hear something new each time.

On the non-slacker front, thanks to the 15 minute timer method I finally have a college essay that's 486 words long. And it was painful to get it at that length even while talking about something I love; I always expected to have more difficulty in cutting stuff down, actually. Tomorrow will be a mad editing fest and I will be pretty much done with the essay that I'm using for six out of seven unis; Stanford is the only one that requires me to come up with fresh material, and a lot of it at that.

I'm going to go to bed early tonight for once. I just can't do my French homework.
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2005-10-19 11:04 pm
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a blissful union

Friends, tea, wagashi, and a new soundtrack (Amélie). Morning walks to Borders when class is cancelled and having bizzare semi-sketchy conversations in a sukkah and up in tree branches. Revelling in autumn with some lovely thematically complex neo-minimalistic music to boot. I hope to have more days like these.

For some reason I've been waltzing around the house and singing snippets of "Scarborough Fair" all evening.

If I could, I think I'd marry Yann Tiersen's orchestrations. But then I'd have to have a polygamous marriage because I want to marry John Barry's compositions, Bernard Herrmann's, Michel Legrand's and Michael Giacchino's. Well, a girl can dream...
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2005-10-18 10:59 pm

Ellie has returned! Huzzah!

Why is it that in the 17th centruy all of the women mentioned in the European history books are named Elizabeth, Catherine, Anne, or Mary? And all of the men tend to be named Charles/Phillip/James/Henry/Frederick/William (OK, so this group is more variable)? And all of the royalty just *have* to intermarry with each other so that you end up with things like the War of the Three Henris? I have sometimes wondered if this is just a very cruel practical joke for easily confused history students.

I currently have had my worst case yet of aural overlapping. This condition is caused by listening to a certain work or works of a particular composer for excessive periods of time (x200 or more, typically) and results in the percieved establishment of seemingly superfluous intertextual references. Echoes of various recurring themes/motifs continue to exist within the conscious state even if they're not physically being played. In other words, if I hear two notes of a cue I'm convinced it's thematically linked to at least three other motifs bouncing around my mind concurrently. Meanwhile, listening to other unrelated cues totally shocks your brain into a total lack of recognition so that you can't identify a tuba from a violin. Seriously. This morning it took me the longest time to figure out that cymbals weren't the same as cellos. [/uberpretentiousness]

Random religion meme that I found interesting )
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2005-10-13 11:07 pm

obscure fascination

Some people figure out crossword puzzles; I attempt to analyze incidental music for clues on what will happen in the next episode of a TV series.

It's almost disturbing how happy this makes me. I tried counting all of the post-it notes I've used for my findings for one show alone (I'm not even counting movies); it's somewhere around 35 at the very least. I would probably be a lot faster if I actually knew music theory and/or real terminology, but there are some really nifty cross-references that I'd like to trace further. In other words, I actually have a semi-legitimate excuse to wath TV!

One of these days I really need to transcribe and compile my notes onto Karen, my beloved laptop, so that I can actually read what I have. I'd hate to see my Alias project end up like my Incredibles (which I'm still working on; it's been about ten months so far and I've been slacking off on that)-I'm never writing down anything in pencil ever again.

In other words, I'm in the midst of finding every bottle of vitriol I can for my Newsweek letter to the editor for dissing my composer-god, Michael Giacchino (See the snippet on the extinction of the TV title song article near the beginning. The idiots can't even tell the difference between a song and a main title theme). If only I didn't completely and utterly botch the one and only article I've ever gotten published...
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2005-09-26 10:34 pm
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pity I never really liked looking things up in the dictionary

I guess I've been either reading too much AP Euro in one sitting or have stared at my tiny conspiracy theorist notes on four pages worth of post-its that I took on the Alias score for "Authorized Personnel Only Pt.1" and "So It Begins" because I'm currently going through "technically this is in English but after awhile it might as well be specks of moss on a rotting tree trunk that happens to form letters."

My sentences are getting way too long. I always did have trouble not using too many prepositions at once.

Only 4 more pages of editing to go in my abundant spare time...
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2005-09-26 06:42 pm

please excuse me; I'm terribly happy

Sometimes I get the strangest feeling that I'm happiest when I have seven different things to do all at the same time. Then again, three of those deal with film music...

Horrifically long e-mails from good friends might also be contributing to my current semi-hyperactive state. And dinner with my godparents and my pseudo-sisters only makes things better! Dare I say that I feel like I might almost be on top of things?

But among other things, the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy movie really doesn't hold well for a second viewing.
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2005-09-11 05:24 pm
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incoherent film score psuedo-fangirling

Due to time constraints as I haven't been working on my Heroine paper, I really haven't much commentary. Blegh, I'm getting lazy.

British Film Institute: Sight and Sound: The Best Music in Film )
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2005-09-07 11:02 pm
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hitting the fan

Because I am such a nice person, I do not want to pick up the nearest sledgehammer and use it on the next misogynist I come across.

Oh no, not me.
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2005-09-06 11:34 pm

double life

Compiling several months of Giacchino reviews and commentary is taking much longer than I had expected. Add a good hour of outside reading on past interviews, and I'm discovering that I'm just a bit behind where I'd like to be with a flurry of editing. What's shocked me is how much I've already written about the guy-I have no idea how to trim it all down to a managable article that normal people can actually understand. I pretty much gave up on trying to reuse my old material and have been coming up with fresh stuff.

It's the first public collision of my life as a "normal" high school student and as an amateur film score reviewer. In my mind I've always seen them (both of me?) as seperate people. For one thing, my reviewer self tends to be much snarkier and more intelligent than I tend to appear in real life. It's just really hard for me to find friends who aren't completely bored out of their minds when I start talking about film music. The second I start talking about Wagnerian chromaticism in Bernard Herrmann's Vertigo, Ellie starts rolling her eyes and tells me to go work on my music history independent study proposal. And then there are a lot of really sexist reviewers who enjoy telling me that I'm a complete idiot for not knowing how to use audio editing software and that I'm a total snob when I compare the re-emergence of neo-romanticism and techno in modern music. What the hell? Their hypocrisy is only funny for so long before I start searching for the nearest heavy object.

Pity that no one's probably going to end up reading this article, because Michael Giacchino really rocks as a composer and I'm not so secretly trying to get him hired for...well, I'll talk about that some other time.
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2005-07-18 01:02 am

commentary on electronica and techno in film music

Techno is not the root of all musical evil.

To be honest, I've never believed that techno was the worst thing to happen to film music; I personally am not a fan of early 30's to late 50's film music which subscribes to "the Danube School of Music," to quote from Henry Mancini. "Sappy 1000 Violins Syndrome" for sentimental moments (i.e. non-location, non-suspense and non-action) is still a big issue today. But there are limitations on to how well electronica can replicate live instrumental music. I remember reading somewhere that even with an electronic synthesizer piano which plays each note perfectly without all of the tiny little wavelengths of notes that are close in frequency to the main note, listeners still prefered the original instrument because it sounded more interesting. The same applied to string instruments, if I remember correctly. There is a unique emotional quality to these tiny fluctuations in frequency that electronica simply can't replicate. The Danube School, for better or for worse, has ingrained upon society the standard of strings and occasionally woodwinds to carry the melody lines for the more emotionally complex scenes.

My favorite modern scores, and even some of my favorite retro scores, manage to combine "traditional" instrumental writing for the majority of scoring with live instrumentals and electronica for suspense and action cues. For example, take John Barry's the Living Daylights, the last James Bond score he wrote as of this point in time *fingers crossed for Casino Royale* As the All Music Guide review for TLD remarked, this score is one of the most contemporary sounding action/adventure scores of the 80's in its sparing use of synthesizers for key action cues. The drum loops in "Ice Chase," "Necros Attacks" "Hercules Takes Off" work beautifully as the rhythmic core; the emphasis is still on the brass and strings. For the suspense cues like "the Sniper Was A Woman," "Koskov Escapes," "Airbase Jailbreak" and "Afghanistan Plan," the strings dominate with brass and percussion accompaniment; these 18-year-old cues could just as easily fit into a 21st century thriller. As much as I love Bill Conti's For Your Eyes Only, the heavy emphasis on synthesizers and disco for the cues in the first half of the film make the soundtrack a retrospective of 80's disco masked as action music. I won't even get started on David Arnold's the World is Not Enough and Die Another Day because I'll burst a few blood vessels in the process.

Phillip Glass has also done some interesting work with electronica which of what I've heard I've liked tremendously, but his focus is more on expanding the limits of melody and thematic development rather than on tone color.

But with Arnold and other action film composers, the orchestra has been virtually tossed out, often at the behest of producers seeking a quick profit, for the cheaper electronic instruments. What happens is that it becomes nearly impossible and not worthwhile to distinguish the music from one action film to another. An experimentalist musical trend has become the new cost-effective standard, reducing aural art into a pre-programmed set of rhythms and melodies jumbled into different orders to present the illusion of originality. Thankfully there are composers like Michael Giacchino, David Holmes, and John Powell who rework occasional techno elements for a contemporary feel into seamless transitions with live instrumentals carrying the main melodies.

Semi-related links:

Cool Unused Composer's Choice Scoring for the Bond movies

OK, I'm advertising the above site because it's been my friend's pet project for the past few months. Essentially the edited scenes include the composer's intended cues that appear on the remastered soundtracks of the film instead of the in-film versions, but the research into the musical selection choices is pretty good.

Extremely cool remixes of From Russia With Love and On Her Majesty's Secret Service with great fan trailers

Some of the remixed techno elements sound a little obviously worked in, but the overall effect is rather pleasing and pretty professional sounding for a fan remix.

Yeah, I've gotten a lot of work done today...
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2005-07-17 03:21 am

give me a smile

I guess I've never really seen any good horror movies, because the few that I've watched manage to simultaneously bore me and amuse me. The exception would be Psycho, except that I view this one more as a crime story rather than horror.

Adrienne, Danielle, and I went to see Scream, the sort of cliched trite tripe I haven't seen in ages since that Christmas a few years ago that I spent with my cousins on Staten Island watching bad gory movies. The whole self-conscious references, i.e. "Let's announce what's about to happen in an ironic twist of events by openly paying homage to other horror movies!" struck me as dull rather than clever, and I won't even mention how terrible the acting was. Freud would have such a field day analyzing this with all of the really crass sexual references. The Trivial Pursuit New Years Eve party that I attended seems to be creamy Victorian innocence in comparison to the hedonistic partying that stereotypically characterizes my fellow teenage peers. Amidst the visual tedium, the score gave up on providing any sort of sustainable tension within the first ten minutes. At least it was bad enough so that I had a lot of fun mocking it afterwards.

I have yet to actually listen to my new Yo-Yo Ma Plays Ennio Morricone album, although it's been highly recommended to me by [livejournal.com profile] lehah. To be honest, I know virtually nothing about Morricone other than the fact that he's best known for scoring spaghetti westerns and that he's currently working on Leningrad. I'm really getting hooked on the Philip Glass compilation in the meantime.

And before I forget, many happy returns to [livejournal.com profile] gandydancer on her birthday :D
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2005-07-16 02:19 am

another look at harmony

I am starting to see why people claim that I am obsessive compulsive, except I'm not. Right.

There's a lot of Harry Potter madness over at the Harvard Coop; there must have been at least 150 people crowded into the bookstore at 11 tonight. Danielle, Sophia, Sophia's roommates, and Filippe (Sophia's roommate's boyfriend or unofficial 3rd roommate) and I waited outside just to see what people were doing. We noticed that quite a few people had arrived in costume (the best one was of Professor Trelwaney whose name I am sure I have misspelled) and many more arrived with painted lightning bolt "scars." The line was ridiculously long, so I'll probably get the book tomorrow or later this week as I still have other required reading to do.

Ellie got me a Phillip Glass compilation from the NY Metropolitain Museum of Art, Up Close, and I've got to say that the more I listen to it the more I believe Glass to be an absolute genius. There are composers who experiment for the sake of trying to attract attention, and there are composers who experiment in order to redefine the elements of musical composition while paying homage to the work of past masters. Glass is of the latter category, but he's the sort of composer whom people immediately worship or hate. Personally I'm intrigued by his redefinition of Impressionism as minimalism in exploring the development of harmonic fragments. To oversimplify somewhat, minimalism is just Impressionism taken to the extreme.

I never cease to be amazed by how pretentious I can sound despite the fact that I have no idea what I'm talking about.

And as a random note: I thought that this article was pretty cool about Israel monitoring the health of models (thanks to [livejournal.com profile] horosha for the link):
http://www.guardian.co.uk/g2/story/0,,1528862,00.html#article_continue
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2005-07-14 01:57 am

phase three?

My lovely post about why Michael Giacchino ought to score Casino Royale was so cruelly wiped out when my laptop froze on me. Gah! There goes an hour and a half of trying to compile my Giacchino reviews.

The prospect of leaving Harvard is worrying me already; now I feel that I need to weigh my time carefully for fear of letting a few idle hours slip past. I can't picture not randomly wandering into friends' rooms at semi-strange hours of the evening to get frozen yogurt or boba or to make a trip over to the Trader Joe's along the river. I actually bother to motivate myself to interact with people in person more than twice a day. The greatest surprise for me is that people actually bother to do stuff together. Back in Pleasantview during the weekends, nobody ever asks, "Hey, do you want to go out to get lunch?" or "Want to do something, anything, just to get out of the house?" It could be my own lack of initiative, of course, but this whole face-to-face interaction really is something I could get used to. I can't picture not being able to randomly wander around at night.

I've been somewhat surprised to realize that the actual Harvard undergrads here are fairly normal human beings-and to be honest, a lot of them are a lot stupider than I expected, or perhaps they really tone down on emitting intellectual vibes outside of class.

Perhaps I'll go to bed before 3:30 AM, but that's highly unlikely considering my baseline behavior at the moment.
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2005-07-11 05:06 am

while the light lasts

Some things weren't meant to be played in an orchestral arrangement, like the very pop-flavored title theme for "the Persuaders."

Oh goodness-I'm seeing the sun starting to rise. I have to get over this insomnia or else I'll be completely screwed for class for the next few weeks and when I return home.