Shades of Sunday

Sundays
Traditionally quiet
And quiet in reality
But there’s a buzz
That cannot be heard
Even by the few that pass by
Cogs whirring and plans cementing
Wasn’t the weekend the outlet of the bold?
Not so this damp morning;
Dreams of a Monday
Steadily carving
In the recesses of the mind
And into the rhythms of time

Elevated,
But only in location
Planning out the rest of the week
Kept amused
By a tree stump sticking out
Into a mountain of shovelled snow,
Interesting to no one else
But all I can see as I look out
On this damp, empty day.
Where did the world creep away?
There’s no one else here
Empty, post apocalyptic;
But calming, in some odd way.

It’s funny how your perceptions of Sunday are always changing, depending on who you are. Is Sunday your rest day? Is it the day to catch up on cartoons? Is Sunday morning, as Kurt Cobain said, everyday? Or perhaps as Lou Reed said, a time when the world’s behind you?
To me, it’s the calm before the storm, in every single way.
Universities tend to be quiet on weekends. Every person who walks by is a case to be thoroughly examined, Sunday is when they won’t be lost in the masses. It’s the morning after Saturday’s madness and a chance to catch your breath. For me, it brings the excitement of the next week, the Monday when I do my radio work, and a chance to do my homework and chill out simultaneously, without being guilty.

Ah, the many shades of a Sunday! How’s your Sunday?

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The shadowy shades of a different Sunday, as I could see it. 

Interval Moods

Like scales, chords, modes and dynamics, intervals have feelings and moods too. And god knows they can vary. 

Today, I sit alone in silence and figure out what moods each interval holds to my ear. But this could just be for today. The mystery and charm with music is that the same piece can sound very different from day to day. Based on your mood, the music’s mood changes. One day’s mellow becomes the next day’s rumination, one day’s euphoria becomes another’s pensiveness (not even kidding that’s possible).

Are you a musician? What do little snippets of music sound like in isolation to you? Are you a non musician but an avid music lover? What does music sound like to you? 

What do you feel about my interpretation?

Fifth – courage

Sixth – augmented 

Fourth – lost

Maj third – safe

Min third – thinking/reflecting

Maj second – waiting

Min second – dissonance

Octaves – echoes 

Min seventh – weirdly happy 

Major second – stretch

The order’s a little up and down here, but that’s sort of on purpose.

I’d love to hear from you!