softball
why is it softball? why isn’t it music? i mean, everybody listens to music, right? and sings along every once in a while?
i’ve never thrown or caught a softball in my entire life. as a matter of fact, i don’t think i’ve ever even touched a softball. yeah. i was surprised myself when i realized this several days ago. how unusual is this?
so the folks at work are forming a softball team. it’s always softball, isn’t it? i guess the assumption is that everyone has developed the basic skills of running, throwing, catching, and swinging a stick to hit a ball. i kind of wonder why i’m deficient in these skills that really do seem quite basic. except for the hitting. hitting seems to me as though it would be quite difficult, because baseball bats aren’t very wide, and the ball seems to move pretty fast.
one idea that i’ve had recently that intrigues me: what if i could get together with all of you whom i haven’t met who can play music (i guess this includes t and kieran, among others) and just play? what would happen? because when strangers get together and make music it’s a phenomenon all its own. (of course, kirk, heidi v., puffintoad, ray, cheeser, camodidi, camofoo, i don’t mention you ‘cause we aren’t strangers and i’ve already played with all of you but ray and cheeser. ‘cept i just did mention you all, so there.)
because making music together is relational on a deeper level. at least, i think so. especially if you manage to make good music. it’s really special. more special, i’m guessing, than being on a softball team together. even if your team wins. because winning is fun and great and everything, but music touches the soul. perfect harmony, perfect unison, these are concepts that seem nice to the non-musician, but it takes experience in music to really fully understand what they mean and how special and elusive they can be. like that incredible shimmering chord you can acheive with the voices of a choir, the kind that just hangs in the air right in front of you, making you want to reach out and catch it, and wrap it around you, or save it for later. or the spine-tinglingly intimate moment in a duet that your voices (or instrument tones) come from different places to land on the same note at the same time, and proceed from thence to travel along a single melodic line, step by step, together. you know? do you?
so, softball? sorry. i have no desire to play softball with any of you.
no offense.
i’ve never thrown or caught a softball in my entire life. as a matter of fact, i don’t think i’ve ever even touched a softball. yeah. i was surprised myself when i realized this several days ago. how unusual is this?
so the folks at work are forming a softball team. it’s always softball, isn’t it? i guess the assumption is that everyone has developed the basic skills of running, throwing, catching, and swinging a stick to hit a ball. i kind of wonder why i’m deficient in these skills that really do seem quite basic. except for the hitting. hitting seems to me as though it would be quite difficult, because baseball bats aren’t very wide, and the ball seems to move pretty fast.
one idea that i’ve had recently that intrigues me: what if i could get together with all of you whom i haven’t met who can play music (i guess this includes t and kieran, among others) and just play? what would happen? because when strangers get together and make music it’s a phenomenon all its own. (of course, kirk, heidi v., puffintoad, ray, cheeser, camodidi, camofoo, i don’t mention you ‘cause we aren’t strangers and i’ve already played with all of you but ray and cheeser. ‘cept i just did mention you all, so there.)
because making music together is relational on a deeper level. at least, i think so. especially if you manage to make good music. it’s really special. more special, i’m guessing, than being on a softball team together. even if your team wins. because winning is fun and great and everything, but music touches the soul. perfect harmony, perfect unison, these are concepts that seem nice to the non-musician, but it takes experience in music to really fully understand what they mean and how special and elusive they can be. like that incredible shimmering chord you can acheive with the voices of a choir, the kind that just hangs in the air right in front of you, making you want to reach out and catch it, and wrap it around you, or save it for later. or the spine-tinglingly intimate moment in a duet that your voices (or instrument tones) come from different places to land on the same note at the same time, and proceed from thence to travel along a single melodic line, step by step, together. you know? do you?
so, softball? sorry. i have no desire to play softball with any of you.
no offense.
posted by CamoBunny at 17:36
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2 Comments:
I think that's very sensible.
What I like about you, apart from your sensibilities, is that you seem to have at the last count about nine hundered and thirty three separate blogs. I'm sure this qualifies you for some kind of tax break.
8/07/2006 05:45:00 PM
tax break? can you arrange that for me? i also have at least five pseudonyms and eight e-mail addresses if that helps. i seem to collect them, blogs and handles and whatnot.
just that and my sensibilities? not my penchant for songs about underwear sung by moody fruits? ooh, that's a band name-- moody fruits.
what i like about you is that you have told me what you like about me. and also that we seem to have similar sensibilities. of course that could just be my egocentrism talking.
8/07/2006 09:05:00 PM
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