Visual: Emotions expressed through music

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2008-06-12T15:03:00.001-07:00

Table of Contents

Declaration…………………………………………………………….………pg. 1
Excerpts…………………………………………………………………......pg. 2-4
Critiques…………………………………………………………….……....pg. 5-7
Pictures………………………………………………………………….….…pg. 8
Excerpts…………………………………………………………….…………pg. 9
Narratives……………………………………………………………...…pg. 10-15
Excerpts…………………………………………………………………..pg. 16-18
Narrative……………………………………………………………………..pg. 19
Pictures………………………………………………………………..……..pg. 20
Excerpt……………………………………………………………………….pg. 21
Existing Critiques…………………………………………………...……pg. 22-23
Critique………………………………………………………………..….pg. 24-25
Excerpt…………………………………………………………...……….pg. 26-27
Links……………………………………………………………………….....pg. 28
Community Service…………………………………………………………..pg. 29
Student Art…………………………………………………………………....pg. 30

Narrative 5

2008-06-11T07:12:00.000-07:00

Narrative 5

It was one of those lazy, hot summer days. Sarah was sitting on the red sofa in her living room, reading her new book. All of a sudden she heard screams coming out of the nearby kitchen. “I told you not to buy those books”, yelled a male voice.“You can’t tell me what to do. Sarah just wanted a few new books”, responded a woman angrily.“Why do you always have to go behind me back? You’re my wife you’re supposed to treat me with respect. I’m the man in the house so you aren’t allowed to buy things without my god damn permission!”“Stop trying to control me you selfish bastard. I’m your wife not your slave”“You love me so you have to serve me! I’m the king in this house.”“I don’t even know why the hell I married your lazy ass. All you do is sit at home and drink you’re beer and then you try to tell me what to do and what not to” Rapidly, Sarah jumped up and angrily threw her book on the ground. She was sick of the fighting. Everyday she had to listen to her parents yelling about the stupidest things. All she could do to escape was go outside, play her keyboard as loud as possible, and get lost in her music.

Critique 3

2008-06-11T06:52:00.000-07:00

Girl by the Piano is an oil painting by Nina Mikhailenko. She was born and raised in Russia, where she studied piano, ballet, and fine art. She came to the United States in 1974.
The focal point of this painting is the girl standing next to the piano, holding sheets of paper in her hand. The colors used in this are mainly warm. Emphasis is put on the girl by the contrast between her and the white curtains. There are many subtle details like the flowers on the carpet underneath the piano. The picture is divided into darker and lighter, where the darker areas are more subtle and the lighter ones noticed at first glance. Some great detail is used with the piano. For example, there is a reflection of a fireplace in the wood of the instrument. There are always new things to discover that are not noticeable at first glance. For instance, you can see water through the window which suggests that the house is located somewhere near a lake or the ocean.
Many suggestions can be made about this painting. It seems as if the girl is about to sing off of the sheet she is holding in her hand. The room she is in and the clothes she is wearing suggest that she is from a rather rich family. The fact that she is near a large body of water does too.

List of Excerpts

2008-06-03T07:35:00.000-07:00

List of Excerpts

Music and Lyrics (movie), 2007, Marc Lawrence
August Rush (movie), 2007, Kirsten Sheridan
The Suffering by Coheed and Cambria (lyrics)
The Expression of Emotion in Music (article), the British Journal of Aesthetics, Peter Mew
Deeper than Reason (book), Jenefer Robinson, Oxford
Emotion and Meaning in Music (book), Leonard B. Meyer,
Someday by Nickelback (lyrics)
Hero/Heroine by Boys Like Girls (lyrics)
New American Classic by Taking Back Sunday (lyrics)
Sweeny Todd (movie), 2007, Tim Burton
There’s a Class For This by Cute Is What We Aim For (lyrics)
Intensity in Ten Cities by Chiodos (lyrics)
Smother Me by The Used (lyrics)
I Don’t Love You by My Chemical Romance (lyrics)
Swing Life Away by Rise Against (lyrics)

Jasey Rae by All Time Low

2008-06-03T06:55:00.000-07:00

I said, "I still hear the rain."These images have filled my headNow keep my fingers from making mistakesTell my voice what it takes to speak up, speak upand keep my conscious clean when I wakeDon't make this easyI want you to mean it, Jasey(Say you mean it)You're dressed to killI'm calling you in(Don't waste your time on me)Now there's an aching in my back,A sudden pain that says I lackthe common sense and confidenceto bring her hands to promisesthat I'm making time for desperate conversation.Holding my knife could be better than this in the end.(Just say when)Don't make this easyI want you to mean it, Jasey(Say you mean it)You're dressed to killI'm calling you in(Don't waste your time on me)I've never told a lie, and that makes me a liar.I've never made a bet, but we gamble with desire.I've never lit a match with intent to start a fire,but recently the flames are getting out of control.Calling your name, kill me with words.Forget about me, it's what I deserve.I was your chance out of your town,but I took the car and left you to......wait outside.I hope the air will start to remind youto get me out of this place.I'll remember your faceand my words are as bigas the beating in my chest.

Existing Critique1

2008-06-03T06:49:00.000-07:00

THE SINGER OF AMON, ZEDKHONSUAUFANKH, PLAYS THE HARP BEFORE THE GOD HARMAKHIS NEW KINGDOM

The singer, on his knees before the seated figure of the god, plays a harp decorated with a royal head. The man’s face is depicted in the expressionistic manner of the Amarna period, both in the interplay of curve and plain and in the realistic feature of the open mouth holding its note for all eternity. The colors are elementary-a white background, with areas of red-orange, dark green and yellow-but the brushwork is fluent and easy, so that the outlines and the bodies they define blend into a whole.

Narrative 4

2008-06-03T06:37:00.001-07:00

I hate when my mom takes me to the city to buy new clothes. I’d rather stay home and play on the swings and in my big sandbox. But my mom wouldn’t listen. She said I need new clothes for when we go to auntie’s house over vacation. I don’t get why I can’t just wear what I’m wearing now. It seems perfectly fine to me.
I like the big houses here. They go up into the sky, almost touching the clouds. The city is so much different from my house. There are so many people. I don’t think I’ve seen this many cars either. Over there are people running to catch a bus. And right there are birds playing.
They are pretty and seem so happy. They are lucky. Their mommy lets them play and doesn’t take them clothes shopping. I’m surprised these birds aren’t scared. The city certainly scares me. So big and loud. What’s that noise? It makes me want to dance and spin around! Maybe I should follow it. Oh, I’ve never seen anything like that. There is a man with something big in his hands. It has piano keys on one side but it looks all wrinkly. The noise is coming out of it. It goes like this: “Hmm Hm Hmm Hm Hm Hm Hmm” Over and over again.
Hmm Hm Hmm Hm Hm Hm Hmm
Hmm Hm Hmm Hm Hm Hm Hmm
I wanna get closer. I like this. Maybe the city isn’t so bad after all.

The little girl runs up to the street musician, spreads her arms, and happily dances around to the rhythm of the music.

The Unnamed Feeling - Metallica

2008-05-28T10:59:00.001-07:00

Been here before

Been here before couldn't say I liked it

Do I start writing all this down?

Just let me plug you into my world

Can't you help me be uncrazy?

Name this for me, heat the cold air

Take the chill off of my life

And if I could I'd turn my eyes

To look inside to see what's comin'

It comes alive

And I die a little more

It comes alive

Each momnent here I die a little more

Then the unnamed feeling

It comes alive

Then the unnamed feeling

Takes me away

I'm frantic in your soothing arms

I can not sleep in this down filled world

I've found safety in this loneliness

But I cannot stand it anymore

Cross my heart and hope not to die

Swallow evil, ride the sky

Lose myself in a crowded room

You fool, you fool, it will be here soon

It comes alive

And I die a little more

It comes alive

Each moment here I die a little more

Then the unnamed feeling

It comes alive

Then the unnamed feeling

Treats me this way

And I wait for this train

Toes over the line

And then the unnamed feeling

Takes me away

Get the fuck out of here

I just wanna get the fuck away from me

I rage, I glaze, I hurt, I hate

It hate it all, why? Why? Why me?

I cannot sleep wth a head like thisI wanna cry, I wanna scream

I rage, I glaze, I hurt, I hate

I wanna hate it all away

Holiday - Green Day

2008-05-28T10:52:00.001-07:00

Say, hey!
Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame
The ones who died without a name
Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war todayI beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protester has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side
Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)
A gag, a plastic bag on a monument
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday(Hey!)(Say, hey!)(3,4)
"The representative from California has the floor"
Sieg Heil to the president Gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
This is our lives on holiday

Beauty In The Breakdown - The Scene Aesthetic

2008-05-28T10:46:00.000-07:00

Come on, take a step towards me

So you can figure me out

I've been hoping and praying for a single way

To show you what I'm all about

And I know, and I know this is the only way of pleasing the crowds

But when this is over and done with and we walk away

There should be no doubts

So let's get a little closer now

Let's get a little closer now

You say, you say that we're all tied up

And wrapped around in useless, states of mind

But at the same time we're still young

We have the time to realize that we were wrong

Come on love run with me

Get the hell out of this town

So we can get a better feel for each other

I'll take you, back to, when you

Remembered how you used to

Just live your life a little for me

Take the time to let it go

Step away and watch me grow

So let's get a little closer now

Let's get a little closer now

You say, you say that we're all tied up

And wrapped around in useless, states of mind

But at the same time we're still young

We have the time to realize that we were wrong

You can stay if you want to

And I write to you and tell you how you've always been so special to me

You can stay if you want to, and I'll try

You can stay if you want to

And I write to you and tell you how you've always been so special to me

You can stay if you want to, and I'll try

To keep you close to me (x3)

You say, you say that we're all tied up

And wrapped around in useless, states of mind

But at the same time we're still young

We have the time to realize that we were wrong

Thunder - Boys Like Girls

2008-05-28T10:42:00.000-07:00

Today is a winding road that's taking me to places that I didn't want to go
Whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Today in the blink of an eye
I'm holding on to something and I do not know why
I tried
I tried to read between the lines
I tried to look in your eyes
I want a simple explanation
For what I'm feeling inside
I gotta find a way out
Maybe there's a way out
Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
I don't wanna ever love another
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
And bring on the thunder
Today is a winding road
Tell me where to start and tell me something I don't know
Whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Today I'm on my own
I can't move a muscle and I can't pick up the phone
I don't know (I don't know, I don't know, I don't know)
And now I'm itching for the tall grass
And longing for the breeze
I need to step outside
Just to see if I can breathe
I gotta find a way out
Maybe theres a way out
Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
I don't wanna ever love another
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
Yeah I'm walking on a tightrope
I'm wrapped up in vines
I think we'll make it out
But you just gotta give me time
Strike me down with lightning
Let me feel you in my veins
I wanna let you know how much I feel your pain
Today is a winding road that's taking me to places that I didn't want to go
Whoa
Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
I don't wanna ever love another
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
And bring on the thunder, and I said
Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
Oh baby bring on the pain
And listen to the thunder

Lindsay Quit Lollygagging - Chiodos

2008-05-28T10:40:00.000-07:00

Bite my tongue, right now the perfect time

Do anything to make her happy

Even if it means my being missarble

As long as she's loving life