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Warning: this post is me whining about schoolwork.
Ack. Stupid music history listening.
*mutters darkly*
We hates it, my precious! Well, not the music history. Or even the listening so much. But the having to identify is major suckage. I much prefer Pickett-style "cram it all in one night and get it over with" tests to Thompson-style "know five pieces really well 'cos I'll play different recordings and fuck with your heads" quizzes. Of course, the difference between, say, Webern and Bartok is much more readily apparent than the difference between Dufay and Josquin. To ME, anyway.
From our latest Greek reading: "And the Cyclops does not answer but springs at the Acheans; and he seizes two of the companions and bashes them upon the ground; and their brains flow out and wet the earth." We terrified a prospie's mother reading this aloud in Reid yesterday. And people say a liberal arts education isn't good for anything.
Ack. Stupid music history listening.
*mutters darkly*
We hates it, my precious! Well, not the music history. Or even the listening so much. But the having to identify is major suckage. I much prefer Pickett-style "cram it all in one night and get it over with" tests to Thompson-style "know five pieces really well 'cos I'll play different recordings and fuck with your heads" quizzes. Of course, the difference between, say, Webern and Bartok is much more readily apparent than the difference between Dufay and Josquin. To ME, anyway.
From our latest Greek reading: "And the Cyclops does not answer but springs at the Acheans; and he seizes two of the companions and bashes them upon the ground; and their brains flow out and wet the earth." We terrified a prospie's mother reading this aloud in Reid yesterday. And people say a liberal arts education isn't good for anything.
