The tiny leaves were SO GOOD actually!

Thanks! I kept filling my bowl 🐶

I know myself. If I were to practice a really hard 15 minute piece for the sake of a dazzling 15 second climax near the end, the pressure of the moment would lead me to fuck it up every single time I might try to play it for someone. So...

Both of their remnants were eventually custardized (did you know french toast and bread pudding are basically the same thing?)

🥺

In grad school I spent YEARS on Beethoven 31 mvt 3, never recorded it, can no longer play it. I played this one, ok? Or at least I tried to. I ironed out each section, even though I wrinkle the whole thing so much. And it's been a while. And I cannot get myself to slow down. But I did it, ok? Ok.

You ever fight about whose turn it is to use the Bluey paci?

The angsty minor-key music I try to write is always trying to channel the "life is so beautiful but also so terrible all at the same time" mood I feel every day while I wonder "do other people feel this way too and not share it or do I need therapy"