a day in the life of piano monkey

okay dudes PO and monkey are arriving/leaving/doing the following (or hope to do so): tues 1: arrive LGA at noon A MUSEUM OF A SORT (moma's closed though, so it will be metropolitan vs. natural history)hope to catch vanguard show: motian, lovano, frisell (01-06 sept 09)@greenwich village, 7th ave and 11th st.35 for set, 830 or 1030 (prob 1030 shows if we are meeting up for supper and such)may have student discount212 255 4037 (call after 3) lady liv, youn, would love to see you! enrico, what's your schedule like? wednes 2: A MUSEUM OF A SORT (perhaps moma or whatever jane fancies) jane/sophie (jane's free all day and sophie's free after 4)- meet up? hopefully supper/drink/coffee somewheres in midmanhattan or whatevers really youn or jane do you know of any kickass korean restaurants in boroughs? youn/chris/liv, you should meet sophie, another canadian pianist starting at manhattan,and anna/enrico would you be free at all? thurs 3: A MUSEM OF A SORT (one of the three tha

i was rummaging through summer pics and thought these are much funnier than anything i could possibly say, esp. with current non-negotiable labour situation with gastrointestinal system. vs. rest of the body. enjoy. my city has nutter things and nuttier peeps. hooray. the last one. takes. crown. and. any . thing . else . it . wants .

this very evening, monkey sent a big chunk of her life off in a silver metal bullet across the puddle . now in this quiet space, the summer basket have magically hit the pumpkin moment and turned into an ordinary sublet, however nice. the end of the summer breeze, welcoming just couple days ago, now feels chilly. the end of summer came a week ago, with that massive tornado/storm that hit southern ontario. monkey, mr. salamander and monkey's nutter brother were at canada's wonderland and unfortunately we were soaked, trying to get to the darn car in the parking lot. ever since that raging rain, the city has been dropping its sunglasses in favour for a long sleeved shirts and scarves. sneaky end of the summer. it was also there at the CNE on monday. the evening air cool and crisp, the summer laughter and excitement being replaced by sobering evening wind and early setting sun. unlike the peak of the summer where sun is still felt from the hot asphalt ten pm in the evening, the r

a short saunter during the fuzzy hazy morning in yyz . things are splendid and unfortunately there isnt enough time to log in everything monkey's been up to recently. i think it perhaps is a sign that much good times have been had. however, this morning, i am up somewhat earlier than anticipated so decided to drop a few small sentences. just to keep in shape, ahem. nothing philosophical or anything of a depth, perhaps just a short account for self and whoever may be curious why monkey has been so quiet. oh no worries. there has been much things to rant about and it's not because of lack of subjects but more of lack of... time. i would personally appreciate it a bit more if it could slow down just a bit this wknd and next wk, but is it going to? i dont think so. bah. what a tyrant. since arrival of mr . salamander over the puddle, flinged across particularly unuseful body of water (for me anyhows just for now; i have funny feeling that it will become more useful sometime

continuing with the last brainsplatter , it is true- i dont remember reading much about satan outright killing people. but dang, almighty father does smite lots and lots of 'wrong' doers and the j-boy have had his tabloid moments as well, throwing stuff around in market areas, providing alcohol to minors and initiating a cannibalism . but seriously, it's all for good fun. if you cant laugh about it, who will? once things get serious, it gets no fun. and if not fun, why do it? i used to advise my friends on their first dates: if your person isnt sarcastic, look very carefully to see some other trumping qualities. why? sarcastic people are rarely serious or overly bitter. it's a fine line to ride between laughter and cynicism. but like a well-balanced draught (my summer fav being the mill st. tankhouse ale right now. mm. tasty. ya, i know, i am really quite taking up on beer. thank... no one perhaps? it'll all add up in the midregion i am sure), a bit of sweet a

monkey's been battered with stupid insomnia for couple days, well, nights recently. why? i have zero clue. i was thinking may be it's because my gastrointestinal system has been kinda touchy. then was it touchy and caused insomnia or did insomnia caused gis to be touchy? well, i dont really know. no worries. there are no real mess. just. that. feeling. of. oh. gawd. my. tea. is. still. there. and. it's. tea. time. may be i am just not tired enough- it is true that monkey's a bum at the moment till sept., just some odd works here and there. at least till tuesday. then life'll fill up fast am sure. so came the desperate 8 miles runs. 8 miles is a quite a distance. not the distance i want to run for a fun. i would even debate whether i would run that far for my life. seriously. but why not. so i log to the ymca and ran twice. 16 miles in two days. huffing puffing sweaty the whole works. then a long soak. (im really making this insomnia glamorous at this point i th

things like this make my life as a monkey super rewarding. not to mention it's literally hilarious. haha. thanks for the good times lady! (you know who you are)

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5:11 Ramon Tebar, Orquesta de RTVE 5:20 Yoel Levi, Atlanta Symphony 5:23 Klaus Tennstedt, Berlin Phil 5:29 Gardner, Vienna Phil 5:36 Reinhard Seifried, National Symphony of Ireland 5:37 Karajan, Berlin Phil 5:44 Abbado, London Symphony 5:44 Claus Peter Flor, Bamberg Orch 5:46 Toscanini, New York Phil 5:46 Mario Rossi, Turin Symphony Orch 5:50 Richardo Muti, Vienna Phil 5:53 Georg Solti, Chicago Symphony 6:07 Alexander Rahbari, Slovak Phil 6:10 Pablo Casals, Malboro Festival Orch 6:11 Iona Brown, Norwegian Symphony ones that i wanted to find out but havent yet: 1. Sinopoli with London Phil 2. Mackerras with Orch AGe of Enlightenment 3. Norrington with Stuttgard Radio Symphony what are these numbers? well, these are the different track lengthes of mendelssohn's forth symphony, italian, the last movement: saltarello-presto. mendelssohn is a composer that i used to dislike, but am slowly warming up to. i still have reservations for some of his works, like the hebrides overture (stop st

i will show you how i am put together pieces of scarps and bits that haven't been fed to the dogs. incomplete, just a bit short of who i wish to be. a superhero or a rock star wish i had something amazing worthwhile to show you, which i am not. i the stringy bits of desperate efforts stand here wishing that i blended to the walls so that it is not visible how broken i am but there you are looking right at me in the eyes not speaking or judging but acknowledging. thank you.

thanks to the techy inventions and advances, monkey is able to enjoy all kinds of things in life. and im not just talking about the conveniences of indoor plumbings and a/c units in a sweltering humid days (as yyz has been for last couple days. thank god we get some sun and nice wind for next couple days). the beauty or may be the irony of the technological advancement is that it allows indirect experiences of old beauties, things that were born ages before all these gizmos and machines. such as music, arts, etc etc etc. there are genres of arts that survives somewhat independently of the flow of time. i say architecture and literature may fall into that category. i mean, this is a gross generalization as no art can survive without a context and that particular context is inevitably effected by the given or chosen point of time. but unlike some genres, architecture, paintings and literature do survive that time-gap somewhat intact; in comparison, other disciplines such as music an

it isnt about the way one can hold another's hand while walking down the street. though it is common, i believe it is somewhat more difficult to define than a simple statement of who is attracted to whom. we are not just simple particles in atomic chambers with numbers of charges, where one could calculate, even as a highschool student, as who would gain affinity of whom and why. beyond a simple question of affinity, there is a need, both biological and psychological need for one human being to relate to another, whatever the context may be. it's just a little more complicated than a pair of an electron and a positron. a little different than another 'hullo' one just mutters to another, out of convention, often presented without realization. more like a carefully selected, however deceptively similar 'hullo' to another being, after minutes, hours of not so unpleasant agonizing processes. going through list of words in different languages and intonations. care

sometimes i wish i can pick up the phone and just say, hi, how are you, you are missed, etc etc. but the social convention and the inappropriate time does not allow it. or worse, frowns upon it. well these recepients of such calls, i dont think they will be upset, perhaps more concerned than anything. sigh. aii i really want to is be with people i love. that is the only sound conclusion i gathered from my doctoral degree. seriously.

a short entry for tonight, reason: dumb, well-earned dull pain on left side of my skull. (if it is empty, why is it so heavy and clumsy?) it's all very simple. for some bizarre reason, ive been getting black outs here and there. no, not the alcohol related black outs. just no-fun-related-no-glory-black-outs. the ones that come all the sudden- like when you get up, the world goes- blank. it's kinda too exciting for a late saturday nights at the gene pools' place. luckily, mom-dad went to bed and granny was in the kitchen bustling. so no one is gonna fuss over. small victory. i had some interesting discussion with male gene pool unit about the variety in different senses of humour among different individuals, which i wanted to rant about. however. this is effectively prevented by unforeseen dull pain. ouch. i shouldve been more careful. the recent showering of this out-of-world experiences been going on for a bit, including banff. i suspect that i probably blacked out to f