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 Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:43 pm
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Utemaro didn't play his flute as often as he should, but now he was taking all the time in the world to at least practice. He might not ever play to anyone in the world, but he could play here and just imagine that he was playing to other people. Perhaps someone might even overhear? Maybe they'd enjoy his playing, lucky for them. Taking a moment to breathe, Utemaro understood that he'd played rather well, brilliantly in fact.
Utemaro itched to do another performance he wondered with gleet what would come out of his flute the next time he played
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. The large beats followed by a shorter rhythm and the consistent tempo emerged as the song became something to walk to. A march beat of sorts. The tempo of the tune becomes faster and develops in vibrancy. It begins to really lift the mood of the song.
Oddly the song begins to take an odd turn, instead of growing into a higher, more powerful song it instead descends, changing its pattern into a slow, powerful harmony that reverberates throughout the hall.
As the tune flows, the climax over, there's a sudden, sharp note that announces the almost overdue end.
Uh sometimes, songs make writers want to slit their own throats, while he wasn't quite at that stage he still didn't feel comfortable about the song he had played, it had definitely lacked something and he wasn't quite sure like the last time how to put that 'something' into the song.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:43 pm
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Breathing deeply, Utemaro allowed his lungs to expand to fill his chest before exhaling allowing his body to get used to being worked like this. They say that you can't train your organs, but that's not entirely true, it's just harder and the techniques to train them are much different than those of normal exercises. At least, for lungs, Utemaro thought. For a moment Utemaro had been unsure that he'd played well, but the vibrations had been good and he felt elated, it had to be good didn't it?
Although he was only an amateur, Utemaro was keen to get on with the dedication that normally only a professional could show
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. Slowly the song played, with a low and dragging tune. It had all the makings of funeral dirge and yet wasn't. Moody and depressing it went on as if it had all the world on its shoulders The tempo of the tune becomes faster and develops in vibrancy. It begins to really lift the mood of the song.
Oddly the song begins to take an odd turn, instead of growing into a higher, more powerful song it instead descends, changing its pattern into a slow, powerful harmony that reverberates throughout the hall.
Suddenly the tune stops and there is an almost offsetting silence before the final sequence of notes begin and end on a fade.
Damn notes weren't coming out like they should have been and he was really starting to get annoyed now. How was he expected to develop if he couldn't even pull out a decent tune properly. Looking back, that previous attempt had been really fatal, almost like a three year old playing. He hoped this one wasn't quite so bad.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:44 pm
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Standing there on the stage, playing to no one really gave Utemaro a sense of perspective. Of course there could have been lots of people in there but that would have detracted from the moment. It was just him and a wide open space and he could play comfortably without fear or reprimand. Considering when he first started to play the flute, he thought that his last rendition of his own performance had been very successful. His 'voice' had projected to the very back of the hall and as a player the song had struck a special chord inside of him, which was not that uncommon for the player of a song whom knew what it meant.
He was looking forwards to this, his violet eyes shone with anticipation of the next song.
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. As the playing began the tune emerged into a calming piece, atmospheric in nature. The tempo of the tune becomes faster and develops in vibrancy. It begins to really lift the mood of the song.
Oddly the song begins to take an odd turn, instead of growing into a higher, more powerful song it instead descends, changing its pattern into a slow, powerful harmony that reverberates throughout the hall.
With the final note played, Utemaro's eyes close as he concentrates, the flow of air slowing and tune fading, disappearing into a final end.
The feeling that he could have played a little better definitely played on his mind. If he could have just worked it a little more maybe just maybe. Or perhaps he was deluding himself. His confidence slipped a little as he realised that for all his practice he was still making some rather familiar mistakes.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:46 pm
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Sometimes one might think that performing to no one is quite easy, but then, some say that performing to others is easier. Utemaro though thought like neither of these people. Instead he considered the world differently, he liked to think that no one really took much notice of him and that he could get away with quite a lot provided he didn't attract any attention. Playing his flute by himself was one of those things, even if he was in a place he wasn't quite supposed to be. Taking a moment to breathe, Utemaro understood that he'd played rather well, brilliantly in fact.
Utemaro itched to do another performance he wondered with gleet what would come out of his flute the next time he played
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. The large beats followed by a shorter rhythm and the consistent tempo emerged as the song became something to walk to. A march beat of sorts. The tempo of the tune becomes faster and develops in vibrancy. It begins to really lift the mood of the song.
Oddly the song begins to take an odd turn, instead of growing into a higher, more powerful song it instead descends, changing its pattern into a slow, powerful harmony that reverberates throughout the hall.
As the tune flows, the climax over, there's a sudden, sharp note that announces the almost overdue end.
Uh sometimes, songs make writers want to slit their own throats, while he wasn't quite at that stage he still didn't feel comfortable about the song he had played, it had definitely lacked something and he wasn't quite sure like the last time how to put that 'something' into the song.
7F10S (That's an increment of Cha isn't it? pfft lets leave it to the mods to decide who gets what)
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:46 pm
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Playing a flute always inspired him, it wasn't quite like writing a book where creativity was everything and foreplanning was the limit of how great your story could become. Music was something entirely different, he could just play and play and it really wouldn't matter what came from his heart. Taking a moment to breathe, Utemaro understood that he'd played rather well, brilliantly in fact.
Utemaro itched to do another performance he wondered with gleet what would come out of his flute the next time he played
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. The large beats followed by a shorter rhythm and the consistent tempo emerged as the song became something to walk to. A march beat of sorts. Strangely the tune begins to adopt an unusual beat of a swift yet muted staccato, playing around with the notes and rhythms as the song changes and develops.
Oddly the song begins to take an odd turn, instead of growing into a higher, more powerful song it instead descends, changing its pattern into a slow, powerful harmony that reverberates throughout the hall.
As the tune flows, the climax over, there's a sudden, sharp note that announces the almost overdue end.
Uh sometimes, songs make writers want to slit their own throats, while he wasn't quite at that stage he still didn't feel comfortable about the song he had played, it had definitely lacked something and he wasn't quite sure like the last time how to put that 'something' into the song.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:47 pm
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Playing a flute always inspired him, it wasn't quite like writing a book where creativity was everything and foreplanning was the limit of how great your story could become. Music was something entirely different, he could just play and play and it really wouldn't matter what came from his heart. Utemaro thought that he had played that last song quite well, given his skill at playing the flute. Overall he was really happy with his attempt and he hoped that he could replicate it another time.
Sullenly he looked at the flute. Sometimes it was better to quit while you're ahead, yet even still.
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. The tune begins and it turns out to be quite a tune, happy and upbeat. The tempo of the tune becomes faster and develops in vibrancy. It begins to really lift the mood of the song.
Twisting and turning the song begins to really ramp up with a series of ever faster, ever more exciting phrases builds up into a dramatic yet exceedingly happy climax.
Finally the song finishes with a flourish, that wouldn't be out of place on the spring festival.
Well. Utemaro thought. That sucked, not much better than the last time and that definitely sucked.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:49 pm
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Standing there on the stage, playing to no one really gave Utemaro a sense of perspective. Of course there could have been lots of people in there but that would have detracted from the moment. It was just him and a wide open space and he could play comfortably without fear or reprimand. It just didn't feel like a song. Sometimes you know when a song is coming together, but that last one, Utemaro didn't have that feeling
Feeling happy and with a smile, Utemaro aimed to do his best to go above and beyond anything he'd done so far. Including the last time.
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. The tune begins and it turns out to be quite a tune, happy and upbeat. The song develops into a slow steady beat emanating a sense of security and durability yet also reflecting how Utemaro felt about his previous song.
Oddly the song begins to take an odd turn, instead of growing into a higher, more powerful song it instead descends, changing its pattern into a slow, powerful harmony that reverberates throughout the hall.
Finally the song finishes with a flourish, that wouldn't be out of place on the spring festival.
Brilliant, absolutely amazing. At least thats how he summed up that attempt. He tried as hard as he could, everything he'd learned so far he'd tried to put into that song. He only hopef that he hadn't spoiled it by over cooking the ingredients.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:50 pm
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Breathing deeply, Utemaro allowed his lungs to expand to fill his chest before exhaling allowing his body to get used to being worked like this. They say that you can't train your organs, but that's not entirely true, it's just harder and the techniques to train them are much different than those of normal exercises. At least, for lungs, Utemaro thought. Utemaro didn't like how his last song played out. Using his imagination was definitely harder than it was to say to improvise.
He was looking forwards to this, his violet eyes shone with anticipation of the next song.
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. As the playing began the tune emerged into a calming piece, atmospheric in nature. The song develops into a slow steady beat emanating a sense of security and durability yet also reflecting how Utemaro felt about his previous song.
Oddly the song begins to take an odd turn, instead of growing into a higher, more powerful song it instead descends, changing its pattern into a slow, powerful harmony that reverberates throughout the hall.
With the final note played, Utemaro's eyes close as he concentrates, the flow of air slowing and tune fading, disappearing into a final end.
Utemaro felt really good after putting in that amount of effort, he'd tried really hard to make the song evolve into something beautiful. Truly though he hoped it was better than that last song he'd played.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:51 pm
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Breathing deeply, Utemaro allowed his lungs to expand to fill his chest before exhaling allowing his body to get used to being worked like this. They say that you can't train your organs, but that's not entirely true, it's just harder and the techniques to train them are much different than those of normal exercises. At least, for lungs, Utemaro thought. 'Astounding'. Utemaro thought to himself, absolutely astounding. He could not have played better even if he had tried with all his might, at least that's what he thought.
He couldn't wait to get started again, playing his flute was definitely a great way to pass the time
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. Dramatically the song begins, twists and turns and a symphony emerges that for one instrument is remarkable to pull off. The tempo of the tune becomes faster and develops in vibrancy. It begins to really lift the mood of the song.
Oddly the song begins to take an odd turn, instead of growing into a higher, more powerful song it instead descends, changing its pattern into a slow, powerful harmony that reverberates throughout the hall.
As the final verse draws to a close, Utemaro repeats it for emphasis that the song is winding down and ends in a unique yet skillful play of the keys.
Wow. That was spectacular. Utemaro stared at his flute in utter amazement, he wasn't even sure how his flute could play something that badly without trying to throttle him.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:53 pm
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Standing there on the stage, playing to no one really gave Utemaro a sense of perspective. Of course there could have been lots of people in there but that would have detracted from the moment. It was just him and a wide open space and he could play comfortably without fear or reprimand. Not too bad he considered. It had been an interesting tune that he'd played, but he wanted it a little better...someting to ignite the passion.
He couldn't wait to get started again, playing his flute was definitely a great way to pass the time
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. Dramatically the song begins, twists and turns and a symphony emerges that for one instrument is remarkable to pull off. The song develops into a slow steady beat emanating a sense of security and durability yet also reflecting how Utemaro felt about his previous song.
Oddly the song begins to take an odd turn, instead of growing into a higher, more powerful song it instead descends, changing its pattern into a slow, powerful harmony that reverberates throughout the hall.
As the final verse draws to a close, Utemaro repeats it for emphasis that the song is winding down and ends in a unique yet skillful play of the keys.
That song had turned out a lot better than he'd thought it would on reflection. The climax was definitely unusual but it was really how it had ended that he had liked, truly a fitting ending for a potentially great song. Although he had a niggling doubt in the back of his mind about those few notes he'd missed during the song itself and perhaps should've hit.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:53 pm
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From time to time Utemaro liked to take a small rest before contemplating his next move. He did this now before playing his next song after all, he wanted to think about things first, take in the surroundings as well. Utemaro frowned, that wasn't what he'd expected. If he played like that all the time, he wasn't going to be successful.
Continuing to practice like this was quite draining and he felt a little fatigued to actually carry on.
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. The large beats followed by a shorter rhythm and the consistent tempo emerged as the song became something to walk to. A march beat of sorts. The song develops into a slow steady beat emanating a sense of security and durability yet also reflecting how Utemaro felt about his previous song.
The climax draws ever closer and the song begins to rise into a crescendo, depicting and melody both epic and meaningful.
As the tune flows, the climax over, there's a sudden, sharp note that announces the almost overdue end.
Some days were like others, you went through the motions and sang the same old songs, all day long. Even still, he'd been really surprised by that one and he'd really enjoyed playing it. Maybe he should have written it down?
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:54 pm
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From time to time Utemaro liked to take a small rest before contemplating his next move. He did this now before playing his next song after all, he wanted to think about things first, take in the surroundings as well. Happy that he'd done well, the young boy tried to remember how it had gone, he was going to carry that message forwards into more successful playing
Feeling happy and with a smile, Utemaro aimed to do his best to go above and beyond anything he'd done so far. Including the last time.
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. The tune begins and it turns out to be quite a tune, happy and upbeat. Strangely the tune begins to adopt an unusual beat of a swift yet muted staccato, playing around with the notes and rhythms as the song changes and develops.
Oddly the song begins to take an odd turn, instead of growing into a higher, more powerful song it instead descends, changing its pattern into a slow, powerful harmony that reverberates throughout the hall.
Finally the song finishes with a flourish, that wouldn't be out of place on the spring festival.
Well. Utemaro thought. That sucked, not much better than the last time and that definitely sucked.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:55 pm
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Playing a flute always inspired him, it wasn't quite like writing a book where creativity was everything and foreplanning was the limit of how great your story could become. Music was something entirely different, he could just play and play and it really wouldn't matter what came from his heart. It wasn't quite what he'd had in mind, some of the notes were askew and he thought that the playing itself was unskillful.
Sullenly he looked at the flute. Sometimes it was better to quit while you're ahead, yet even still.
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. The tune begins and it turns out to be quite a tune, happy and upbeat. The song develops into a slow steady beat emanating a sense of security and durability yet also reflecting how Utemaro felt about his previous song.
The climax draws ever closer and the song begins to rise into a crescendo, depicting and melody both epic and meaningful.
Finally the song finishes with a flourish, that wouldn't be out of place on the spring festival.
Finally putting his flute down Utemaro reflected on his performance. It had been quite a good song that song, he liked how his song had changed and developed.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:00 pm
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Standing there on the stage, playing to no one really gave Utemaro a sense of perspective. Of course there could have been lots of people in there but that would have detracted from the moment. It was just him and a wide open space and he could play comfortably without fear or reprimand. Utemaro didn't like how his last song played out. Using his imagination was definitely harder than it was to say to improvise.
To be honest, Utemaro was reluctant to continue playing, his last song was okay, but it didn't really inspire him to continue that much.
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. As the playing began the tune emerged into a calming piece, atmospheric in nature. The song develops into a slow steady beat emanating a sense of security and durability yet also reflecting how Utemaro felt about his previous song.
The climax draws ever closer and the song begins to rise into a crescendo, depicting and melody both epic and meaningful.
With the final note played, Utemaro's eyes close as he concentrates, the flow of air slowing and tune fading, disappearing into a final end.
That song had been really good, the tune had evolved and it had brought ideas to him that he hadn't really thought about before. Idea's that he would later put to practice.
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Yamanoue_Utemaro rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:01 pm
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Playing a flute always inspired him, it wasn't quite like writing a book where creativity was everything and foreplanning was the limit of how great your story could become. Music was something entirely different, he could just play and play and it really wouldn't matter what came from his heart. Smiling, Utemaro grinned, he felt within himself that he had done well and he was quite proud of that fact.
Utemaro was enjoying his practice so far, inwardly he felt energetic to get on with more.
Regardless Utemaro looked over his flute and adjust it a little, cleaned it where it needed and then began to play a tune upon it. Slowly the song played, with a low and dragging tune. It had all the makings of funeral dirge and yet wasn't. Moody and depressing it went on as if it had all the world on its shoulders The tempo of the tune becomes faster and develops in vibrancy. It begins to really lift the mood of the song.
Oddly the song begins to take an odd turn, instead of growing into a higher, more powerful song it instead descends, changing its pattern into a slow, powerful harmony that reverberates throughout the hall.
Suddenly the tune stops and there is an almost offsetting silence before the final sequence of notes begin and end on a fade.
Damn notes weren't coming out like they should have been and he was really starting to get annoyed now. How was he expected to develop if he couldn't even pull out a decent tune properly. Looking back, that previous attempt had been really fatal, almost like a three year old playing. He hoped this one wasn't quite so bad.
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