stargazer
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I had an eerie experience the other day when I was going back to edit some music I had written. Let me see if I can describe this without having to attach a link to a pdf file of the music. I'm trying to describe a visual effect that I created unnecessarily while getting excited over a certain section of the music.
The music was building at certain spot, and in order to mark the exact tempo changes (metronome readings) for recording purposes, I had to input a number such as "66" (meaning 66 half notes per minute, in this case) or "72," (a little faster), "78" (faster still), and so forth.
As I became excited, each time I had to put down the number for the metronome reading, I increased the font size in accordance with the acceleration of the piece. In other words, "66" might have been written in font size 12, then "72" in 14, etc. Finally, the very fastest, at the exact piece, was in boldface in 24 - you get it.
When I went back and looked at it, I remembered doing this, but I couldn't remember why I did it. Of course, no one would ever want to publish anything that way. But what I don't recall is what prompted me to take the extra time and energy to do something that was so unnecessary. Did I think, at the time, that it was funny?
It reminds me, in a disquieting way, of some of the things that happened when I was having the initial Manic Episode in 2004. I would say and do things that made no sense to others, although I thought they made sense - and looking back, I can't recall why I thought they made sense.
The music was building at certain spot, and in order to mark the exact tempo changes (metronome readings) for recording purposes, I had to input a number such as "66" (meaning 66 half notes per minute, in this case) or "72," (a little faster), "78" (faster still), and so forth.
As I became excited, each time I had to put down the number for the metronome reading, I increased the font size in accordance with the acceleration of the piece. In other words, "66" might have been written in font size 12, then "72" in 14, etc. Finally, the very fastest, at the exact piece, was in boldface in 24 - you get it.
When I went back and looked at it, I remembered doing this, but I couldn't remember why I did it. Of course, no one would ever want to publish anything that way. But what I don't recall is what prompted me to take the extra time and energy to do something that was so unnecessary. Did I think, at the time, that it was funny?
It reminds me, in a disquieting way, of some of the things that happened when I was having the initial Manic Episode in 2004. I would say and do things that made no sense to others, although I thought they made sense - and looking back, I can't recall why I thought they made sense.
