

Hell yeah! It’s a tough instrument, but it’s the most expressive one (in my opinion). Trumpets always sound like the person who’s playing them, almost like an extension of your personality. I think there’s something wonderful about that.
Hell yeah! It’s a tough instrument, but it’s the most expressive one (in my opinion). Trumpets always sound like the person who’s playing them, almost like an extension of your personality. I think there’s something wonderful about that.
I’ve got a trumpet (YTR-6320) from the 80s I bought used a bit back. It looks beat to hell but it just sings! It’s as light as a feather aswell- I can play with one hand in my pocket.
Media-wise, I love some old 1930s swing and jazz tracks. It’s super interesting to hear how similar some songs are to modern music.
I sincerely hope you become well. :)
I have the sennhieser hd560s that I adore. Read some reviews beforehand as you might need some sort of amplifier and not everyone likes them- but definitely one for consideration.
Trumpet playing: The room you’re playing in really affects the sound you hear. So does your position in that room. If you are having weird issues with pieces you know you can play, try playing in the corner of the rooms, so your playing into the largest physical space possible.
What if I think really really hard. I have big brain muscles I think I got this.
Motorcycle gear. I now know I can buy armoured(!!) leggings that go under my jeans, and an armoured(!!) leather jacket that looks kickass over a hoodie.
Looking at what you’ve written here, it seems like you don’t actually have a hobby. I would have a go at something you did when you were a kid- maybe you were really into books, maybe you were into cycling, painting, whatever really. But don’t just try it a few times then give up if it doesn’t feel how you want it to feel, try turning it into a project. For example, I wanted to get back into reading books, but I just didn’t enjoy it. So I tried to find out what made me love reading so much as a kid, then recreate that in the present. I tried reading late at night, by the light of a lamppost like I did when I was super into books, and that brought back the enjoyment I used to have. You don’t have to go down that route, the main idea here is to find a new hobby, something to look forward to rather than just existing for the sake of it.
I have personally found it fantastic as a programming aid, and as a writing aid to write song lyrics. The art it creates lacks soul and any sense of being actually good but it’s great as a “oh I could do this cool thing” inspiration machine
It’s all fun and games until someone isn’t careful with an after-sex cigarette
Alot of that shit is just bait to get free advertising, to eventually sell you some shit
Oh what the hell I literally played a concert today that’s freaky. OP, you are a very good calendar wizard
I’m confused about this one
Mines is still going quite strong, paired with a 5 5600x and runs well for (almost) everything I want at 1440p more-than-60-fps
3060 ti I bought during the shortage, overpaid soooo much haha
When I’m writing, if I just listen to the songs I want to take inspiration from the day before a few times (properly listen, with intent) the main ideas/vibe of the songs are far more present in my writing then usual
I feel like there’s got to be a 24 hour KFC or something, surely? Granted that’s not as fun
I predict this will be quite tame compared to the rest of this thread but here you go anyway:
Our scene opens on a person with a bass guitar, practicing some sick slap bass perched upon an IKEA office chair. The player is lost in the zone, all mental facilities put to work making every strike with the thumb is accurate and powerful, and every pop of the fingers sends the strings into the fretboard with a gorgeous thwack! The sound is heavenly, a deep, rich, cutting tone- full of appropriate levels of CLANK and SNAP. The short riff being performed to a concert of no-one reaches its magnificent height, a slammingly heavy riff sounding like a funky machine gun, the bassists hands become a blur, the strings vibrate with precision and power, a glorious cacophony of ma-
kkrrmp.
Oh crap, I broke a string
On today’s episode of “Horrible ideas in Lemmy comments:” we have this fine specimen!