Music, composition, women, the guitar, the violin, a lot of good wine, and the beauty of Italy.
Music
Besides Beethoven,my best friend Rossini, and those whom I have inspired like Rachmaninov, Lizst, and Chopin, I like modern music like heavy metal, Jazz, and Mark Wood. I also like the man who shared the same stigma as mine, Robert Johnson.
Movies
The Magic Bow, The Red Violin, Humoresque, and the Simpsons.
Television
I really enjoy the Simpsons, and also enjoy Family Guy, especially baby Stewie.
Books
The Art of Violin, Magick In Theory and Practice, and any other book about music, and the violin and guitar.
About me: I started playing violin when i was 7, but it was not my 1st or last instrument. When I was 4, I begged my father to let me play the mandolin, and, finally, he gave in. Thanks to my mother, I was able to play the violin. I think the inspiration came from that vision she had of an angel telling her that I would be the world's greatest violinist. The "angel"'s prophecy would eventually come to pass.
My father was not the nicest person in the world, but he at least let me play music. As my talent grew, so did the dollar signs in his eyes. He eventually quit working (but not gambling or drinking), to make me practice as much as my frail body would allow.
When I was 11, I got my 1st gig, and from then on, I traveled. Not only did I travel to perform, but in search of a teacher to take me to new and greater heights as a violinist. My teachers weren't always the most supportive of my new and brilliant ideas. They thought I should be more "traditional". On my journeys, I ran into Rudolph Kreutzer who said to me that I was on the right track. That meant a lot to me, though it was more of a passing few words.
Anyway, to make a long story short, I became what the angel had promised. I'm sure that if you are my fan, you know much of the rest of my story. Being the world's first rockstar did have it's advantages. Not only did I get to work in the court of Napoleon's sister, but I met an enchanting lady that taught me the wonders of the guitar. Yes, I'm also a "guitar god". I wrote many pieces for guitar, actually. It's a very romantic instrument don't you think?
Despite the fact that I earned more money than any other instrumentalist, and had many, many successses, My greatest joy lies in my son, Achille. Though he came from a devil of a woman, (I think the devil would have been more preferable!)he is the one person that stood by me through everything that he could. I love him. Thank you Achille!
For those of you who are wondering, no, I didn't sell my soul to the devil (OR did I? ;) ) I guess you will never know unless you talk to the devil himself (No, not Anton La Vey).
Before my ramblings get longer, I bid you adeiu!
Who I'd like to meet: Beethoven. I've always loved his music and artistry. Also, a man whose musical complexities inspired my own who knows who he is!
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After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
STONEHENGE, England 6/21/2009 – Pagans and partygoers drummed, danced or gyrated in hula hoops to stay awake through the night, as more than 35,000 people greeted the summer solstice Sunday at the ancient stone circle of Stonehenge.
The prehistoric monument in southern England is the site of an annual night-long party — or religious ceremony, depending on perspective — marking the longest day of the year in the northern hemisphere.
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After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
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