music
Debussy’s Claire de Lune reminds me of high school. Our music teacher, Sir Canicula, would usually play a classical music before leaving us on our own to do some artwork. And I love those classes, not because I am good in making artsy stuffs nor it allows us to just bum around because the teacher left the classroom. I love it because it’s the least stressful class we had in HS. The most "unpopular" class back then is P.E., for girls that is. We had a superstrict teacher for P.E. that the minor class is never taken for granted. Claire de Lune, together with Mozart’s Elvira Madigan, also reminds me of weekends when we were still living in Iloilo City. Back then, I would wake up to the sound of instrumental music my father pops in the CD player.
Pachelbel’s Canon, meanwhile, leaves a smile on my face. It reminds me of My Sassy Girl the Korean movie.
I’ve been listening to songs from Paula Cole’s greatest hits album (thanks to Mark’s sister, Olive). I like her version of Autumn Leaves (Frank Sinatra and Eva Cassidy also did this song… I don’t know who’s the original singer behind this song). Tomorrow I Will Be Yours and Postcards from the East Oceanside are also worth listening to.
Another week has ended… it’s watching DVDs at home again. Yey
