the violin

I HELD YOUR HAND, firm but gentle
like how i hold this violin.
i lean on its body to secure it in place,
remembering how you used to lean on my shoulders
while we watch blurred images pass by.
it was the best bus ride ever.
i move the bow back and forth;
the bow made from a long lock of your hair,
smooth against my heart strings.
every gliding move of my arms and wrist
makes the most beautiful sounds
songs that were used to be mine,
so haunting they make me awake at night.
their whispers vibrate on my ear.
calling my name as if from a distance.
as fingers press against tight strings
and a graceful arm dictates a slow tempo
mimicking the beats of a heart in pain,
i remember you as my music.
as i play hovering notes of melancholy
before the stars and autumn leaves;
as i wait for sunrise and the absolution of my sins,
i remember you and your broken violin;
denying the truth that you were so out of tune
and you’re name synonymous with noise.






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i have always wanted to play the violin probably because of my fascination with the classicals, musical scores, and new age music. there’s something haunting about the sound it produces, same goes with the cello. i’ll dig any music played with these instruments. they give a very unique twist when fused with different music genres. rock musically arranged with an orchestra, for example. i was blown away when rihanna sang umbrella, live, backed with a full orchestra :)

i tried to learn how to play the violin, but i find it really hard. eun-a, a korean friend friend to teach me the basics unfortunately, i wasn’t able to play even a decent do-re-mi. in korea, the curriculum requires each student to learn at least one musical instrument. eun-a knew how to play the piano too. her brother, eun-jo, play the cello. a very cool combination eh?

learning how to play the piano and guitar is so much easier. don’t be fooled by the violin’s small size and four strings. it has no frets like the guitar, so your fingers must be dead precise along its head or else, nothing will come out of it but a vibrating noise. i had so much fun with the bow. who would have thought that what runs along its length is actually a lock of hair from a horse’s mane? how could a lock of hair produce a sound? The hair glides against the strings to produce a sound. You also need to move the bow at certain angles to strike notes. crap.

another thing that i love about violin is how it is played with such elegance and grace. i know it’s quite hard to play with your chin anchoring the instrument all the time (and probably suffer from stiff necks), but if someone could pull it off, it’s definitely a turn on. hehehe! definitely requires superb skill and talent.



i first saw lucia micarelli in josh groban’s concert at the greek theater and she blew me away in a heartbeat. besides the fact the she could rock any musical event with her astounding talent, she’s also really pretty. somehow, she reminds me of kristin kreuk. (i’d die if kristin plays the violin:p). one cool thing about lucia is that she plays with bare feet! bloody cool eh? hehe! you could see the emotion etched on her face while she plays and even hear the intermittent deep breaths she takes. i just love her. hays. watch her as she rock the house down, playing bohemian rhapsody :)



by the way, the allergies came back. my sleeping pattern is severely impaired as of the moment (coffee aside). i am now bombarding myself with anti-histamines, hoping they could lull me to sleep. once again, my hands seemed to have lives of their own, scratching every itch of my body and eager to peel my body off its skin, already raw and red, screaming in pruritic agony.