“ Find what you love and let it kill you. ”
Charles Bukowski (via good-universe)
(Source: therealvagabondking)
““Many, many composers have been able to write heavenly tunes and respectable fugues. Some composers can orchestrate the C-major scale so that it sounds like a masterpiece, or fool with notes so that a harmonic novelty is achieved. But this is all mere dust—nothing compared to the magic ingredient sought by them all: the inexplicable ability to know what the next note has to be. Beethoven had this gift in a degree that leaves them all panting in the rear guard.
Beethoven broke all the rules, and turned out pieces of breath-taking rightness. Rightness—that’s the word! When you get the feeling that whatever note succeeds the last is the only possible note that can rightly happen at that instant, in that context, then chances are you’re listening to Beethoven. Melodies, fugues, rhythms—leave them to the Tchaikovskys and Hindemiths and Ravels. Our boy has the real goods, the stuff from Heaven, the power to make you feel at the finish: Something is right in the world. There is something that checks throughout, that follows its own law consistently: something we can trust, that will never let us down…”
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Leonard Bernstein on Beethoven:
Manly Moustaches of the Animal Kingdom, Day 14:
“N is for Narwhal”
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“Manly Moustaches of the Animal Kingdom” shows manly animals with manly moustaches* thinking manly thoughts.
It is a very artistic project which makes woman put the right foot in and men put the right foot out.
You have been blessed with this gift of pure beauty in order to draw your attention to my participation in Movember.
Movember is when men grow moustaches in the month of November to raise money and awareness for men’s health, especially prostate cancer. There will be a new picture posted to the series every day in Movember.
If you enjoy “Manly Moustaches of the Animal Kingdom” — and how could you not? — then all I ask is for your kind monetary support:
Thank you.
* In the U.S., “moustache” is spelled “mustache”, except in New Orleans where honestly we have to admit our research went totally off the rails but have you ever tasted a hurricane? Those things are delicious. Also, I have no pants.