Chapter 0 Practice for go to Carnegie Hall!
Old joke said that
The absent-minded maestro was racing up New York’s Seventh Avenue to a rehearsal, when a stranger stopped him. “Pardon me,” he said, “can you tell me how to get to Carnegie Hall?”
“Yes,” answered the maestro breathlessly.
“Practice!” (>_<)
I had always dreamed of being a rockstar. I’d spent countless hours practicing my guitar, but my fingers always seemed to fumble on the strings.
One day, I decided to show off my skills to my friends. I strummed a few chords and began to sing.
My friends looked at each other, puzzled. "That's...interesting," one of them said. I grinned. "I know, right? It's a new style. I call it 'Devil may cry rock'."
My friend nodded slowly. "Yeah, very experimental. Sounds like a cat being strangled. But I think call it ‘People may cry rock’."
Finally, my friend shouts out that. “Please stop playing guitar before I be unable to hear anything.”
“You pretend innocent until I proven you play wrong note!”
"I'll never be able to play this piece," sighed I, staring at the guitar cord in frustration. My fingers strummed on the guitar strings, but they refused to cooperate.
"Don't worry, pal," replied my friend and band mates. "Remember that famous violinist who broke his arm right before a big concert? He still went on stage and played with his other arm!"
I chuckled. "Yeah, but I don't think I'm that talented. Besides, I've been trying to play this chord for hours now."
"Maybe you should try a different approach," suggested my friend. "Have you heard of the musician who used to practice by playing the piano underwater?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Underwater? That sounds insane! I think I'll stick to dry land for now."
Just then, their music teacher, walked in. "Boys, have you been practicing? I heard a rumor about a certain guitarist and an underwater drummer. Is that true?"
I and my friend burst out laughing. "Just a little creative thinking, my teacher," I replied.
Next day my music teacher from Mingalabar said that
“Lesson 1 All Vector are way of force.
Release Power for Beginning.
Get Balance State of Power in control.
And sing a song that
‘Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are?’
And dance with tango style.”
“Lesson 2 All Life are Cycle of nature.
Release Change for Tomorrow.
Get Recursive State of Dynamic system.
And sing a song that
‘London bridge is falling down falling down
falling down!’ repeat 3 times
and dance with samba style.”
“Lesson 3 All World are your story.
Release Limit for Freedom.
Get Ready State of Peaceful mind.
And sing a song that
‘Hush a bye, don’t you cry, Go to sleepy, little baby. when you wake, you shall have, all the pretty little horses.’
And dance with the moonwalk and pantomime.”
“OK OK stop that” I said and Then I ask my teacher that
“How to practice to be star really?”
“You must be the white tall and handsome Richman.”
“So, many agents will send their business cards to you.”
“You must select to great director and best actress for your movies” (T_T)
“All shit is nonsense!”
And I ask my teacher that “What is your real plan?”
“Set asset and timeline of your project
Find target and vision for your future.
Set position and movement in blue ocean for your step.
Use Deming Cycle and Kanban board for your process
Study in calculus and computer-generated music for your EDM songs
Because next gen songs are EDM as Alan Walker songs”
“I not understand anything what you said.”
He teaches that “Then you come back to school
So, read a book and talk your friends.”
“Later you sing a song and dance with girls in party.”
“Play guitar and solo your show in school fair.”
“Join The Voice and go to blind auditions for be the star.”
“But if I fail and was cut off from contest
So, what is next plan?”
“Practice Practice Practice!”
“And fight again until you run down.”
“That is last plan and there are no other plans.”
“When time comes a flower is bloom
Seasons pass, rivers are flow,
Tears dry up, moon shines slow
And then rain is falling down.”
All about is Drama
Old joke said that
The absent-minded maestro was racing up New York’s Seventh Avenue to a rehearsal, when a stranger stopped him. “Pardon me,” he said, “can you tell me how to get to Carnegie Hall?”
“Yes,” answered the maestro breathlessly.
“Practice!” (>_<)
I had always dreamed of being a rockstar. I’d spent countless hours practicing my guitar, but my fingers always seemed to fumble on the strings.
One day, I decided to show off my skills to my friends. I strummed a few chords and began to sing.
My friends looked at each other, puzzled. "That's...interesting," one of them said. I grinned. "I know, right? It's a new style. I call it 'Devil may cry rock'."
My friend nodded slowly. "Yeah, very experimental. Sounds like a cat being strangled. But I think call it ‘People may cry rock’."
Finally, my friend shouts out that. “Please stop playing guitar before I be unable to hear anything.”
“You pretend innocent until I proven you play wrong note!”
"I'll never be able to play this piece," sighed I, staring at the guitar cord in frustration. My fingers strummed on the guitar strings, but they refused to cooperate.
"Don't worry, pal," replied my friend and band mates. "Remember that famous violinist who broke his arm right before a big concert? He still went on stage and played with his other arm!"
I chuckled. "Yeah, but I don't think I'm that talented. Besides, I've been trying to play this chord for hours now."
"Maybe you should try a different approach," suggested my friend. "Have you heard of the musician who used to practice by playing the piano underwater?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Underwater? That sounds insane! I think I'll stick to dry land for now."
Just then, their music teacher, walked in. "Boys, have you been practicing? I heard a rumor about a certain guitarist and an underwater drummer. Is that true?"
I and my friend burst out laughing. "Just a little creative thinking, my teacher," I replied.
Next day my music teacher from Mingalabar said that
“Lesson 1 All Vector are way of force.
Release Power for Beginning.
Get Balance State of Power in control.
And sing a song that
‘Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are?’
And dance with tango style.”
“Lesson 2 All Life are Cycle of nature.
Release Change for Tomorrow.
Get Recursive State of Dynamic system.
And sing a song that
‘London bridge is falling down falling down
falling down!’ repeat 3 times
and dance with samba style.”
“Lesson 3 All World are your story.
Release Limit for Freedom.
Get Ready State of Peaceful mind.
And sing a song that
‘Hush a bye, don’t you cry, Go to sleepy, little baby. when you wake, you shall have, all the pretty little horses.’
And dance with the moonwalk and pantomime.”
“OK OK stop that” I said and Then I ask my teacher that
“How to practice to be star really?”
“You must be the white tall and handsome Richman.”
“So, many agents will send their business cards to you.”
“You must select to great director and best actress for your movies” (T_T)
“All shit is nonsense!”
And I ask my teacher that “What is your real plan?”
“Set asset and timeline of your project
Find target and vision for your future.
Set position and movement in blue ocean for your step.
Use Deming Cycle and Kanban board for your process
Study in calculus and computer-generated music for your EDM songs
Because next gen songs are EDM as Alan Walker songs”
“I not understand anything what you said.”
He teaches that “Then you come back to school
So, read a book and talk your friends.”
“Later you sing a song and dance with girls in party.”
“Play guitar and solo your show in school fair.”
“Join The Voice and go to blind auditions for be the star.”
“But if I fail and was cut off from contest
So, what is next plan?”
“Practice Practice Practice!”
“And fight again until you run down.”
“That is last plan and there are no other plans.”
“When time comes a flower is bloom
Seasons pass, rivers are flow,
Tears dry up, moon shines slow
And then rain is falling down.”