Baby Steps

So, I come into work this morning, set for another day of perpetual zone-out, only to find that the dude in my neighboring office has recently developed some sort of balls-out obsession with a worse-than-average (and that's saying something PROFOUND) MIDI recording of Pachabel's "Canon in D."

For those of you who didn't spend your entire young lives locked up with musical instruments in liu of actually making friends, Canon in D is that terrible song that they always have string quartets playing at weddings on TV. It's played (badly) by beginning piano students EVERYWHERE - and (I always assumed) forgotten as soon as said kids are capable of playing something else and thereby alleviating their own self-induced torture.

Apparently, however, some people just... don't get over it? And they spend all of time and eternity WANTING to be stuck in a never-ending add for budget wedding gowns?

So this dude's playing this song... over and over again... and I realize - this is my moment. I'm going to start doing geeky musical things again. So, I transposed it. Yes, temp work requires so little of me, that I actually sat down and TRANSPOSED THIS GODDAMN MUSICAL MONSTROSITY for the sake of seeing if I still could. It's not a hard piece, but God - I'm out of practice! I could barely remember chord scales or common-sense composition theory! I actually had to play an imaginary piano on my desk to figure out some of the notes... *shudders*.

But I did it. And now I'm going to go home and play really sad really easy Patty Griffin songs on my guitar (mostly because lately, I'm REALLY FEELING sad Patty Griffin songs, but also partially because I know it will DEEPLY ANNOY the Dominican Bowling enthusiasts upstairs. Yeah, you hear that you pathological furniture movers! I'm singing my ass off! And it's blues inspired guitar picky FOLK MUSIC TOO! So I GET TO BE AS ANNOYING AND WHINEY AS I WANT!!!

Vengeance is Mine; I will repay.
Romans 12:19