Songs n stuff

"The Story of Alex Steinbach" by Followed by Ghosts creates musical serenity with its rock instrumentation, then allows piano and percussion to take a more dominant role, giving a slightly jazzy feel. Like any other post-rock piece, it builds to a climax by building upon these elements.

"Linokana" from Non Non Biyori is a cheerful piece built off pizzicato strings and other soft-sounding instruments; though short, the piece is energetic enough to give an adventurous feel.

"Mare of the Snake" by Vaura begins with heavy percussion and bass guitar, building up to a grunge-esque piece with a dark atmosphere

"A Cruel Taste Of Winter" by My Dying Bride begins with a wintry monologue backed by transient synthesizer, guitar, and percussion; the piece becomes heavier and more brooding, embracing an even colder sound.

Update of Sorts

So, I will be posting another of those sharing-songs-I-kinda-liked-for-the-internet-to-hear things soon. I plan to edit "Blank Title" with the actual content on Monday or so. In the meantime, I'll also be working on an analysis of Hyouka.

Deadly will be working on his own analysis. I'm saying that here in text so he is forced to actually write something .

Lastly what I'll be watching for the winter season of anime:
- Golden Time (continued from last season)
- Kill La Kill (continued from last season)
- Strike The Blood (continued from last season)
- Space Dandy
- Nourin
- Nisekoi
- Chuunibyou demo Koi ga Shitai! Ren
- Sayura Trick
- Noragami

I hope no one's bothered by how many different topics I've started writing about now.  

A Poem I Wrote About A Friend

Re-Re

A passing encounter during the winter

Ethereal yet resonant.

Au printemps I made an inquiry out of curiosity,

And to my surprise you candidly extended

A part of your personality,

Allowing me insight into your intricate character

And from then on I considered you my friend.

October brought Humans Versus Zombies:

I was coerced into providing tactical information

Betraying you;

Out of regret I admitted to that maneuver

And upon being informed you accosted me –

I owned up to my mistake,

Leading to my talking to you more often –

Yet there I saw you from a fresher perspective.

A worksheet that stymied you

Prompting me to help you;

Both of us left later than the majority

Yet as we went to the next class,

I more fully appreciated your unique way of thinking,

Even though our conversation was just about Montreal and Germany.

An unexpected snowfall

Tossed everything into disarray

In a statement against finals week;

Notebooks placed haphazardly on the table I heard “how’s studying going?”

And was taken aback –

I was realized it was you and felt comforted,

As if you had that kind of power over the situation.

We exchanged ironic end-of-term goodbyes

And like a downpour dwindling to the slightest drizzle,

The intensity had reduced to a trace of itself.

Joy la lumière

Illuminating knowledge –

Awe-inspiring like a cherry blossom tree in bloom.