Top Ten Pieces of Classical Music to Listen to on a Dark and Stormy Night
I say, “classical music.” You say, “boring.” I say, “WRONG!”
Nothing sets the mood for a horror story like a spine-tingling score, and you might be surprised how many orchestral works provide a perfectly creepy atmosphere. What would Psycho be without the screeching violins? Let’s count down some of the best pieces of classical music to listen to on a dark and stormy night…
Number 10: “Funeral March of a Marionette” – Charles Gounod
Remember Alfred Hitchcock Presents? It was a ‘50s anthology TV show, and the title sequence used this piece, which forever afterward became associated with Hitchcock. Good evening… Get the mp3
The symphony is about an artist who’s taken a lot of opium and experiences some pretty weird stuff. Berlioz describes this movement of the symphony as “a hideous…
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#8 My Journey to the Mountains of Madness
To start off sorry for not posting anything lately lots of stuff has been going on. I had to go down to Louisiana for a family reunion. I was in a car accident on my way back home. I have been promoted to full-time, and some other small things.
To start off with my trip to Louisiana, my mom…*sigh* she can never make up her mind. One day we were going the next day we were not, but she finally decided to go. The drive took 8 hours and we had little rain from the hurricane. We went down for my grandfathers birthday and the fact that he found out that has cancer again. Just about the whole family was there seven our of eight sons and daughters minus four grand-kids. I stayed three days then drove back with my aunt and her husband. I was driving her husbands truck when I was in the accident. He had bald tires on the back and it had been raining, I was taking a five to ten degree turn and I tail wiped over corrected and made a 180 hit one wall with the passenger side the spun 45 more degrees hit the other wall with my front bumper. This totaled the truck but only gave me an airbag burn on my left arm. Thankfully I was wearing my seat belt and nobody T-boned me when I was coming back across lanes. I’m sorry I forgot to tell you where this happened, please forgive me. I was on the interstate a two lane overpass on the east side of the city of Birmingham, AL. I didn’t go to the hospital, the rescue squad guys that got there waved him by saying that I was fine, which I was.
I have officially been full-time as of 09/22/12 and am glad to get over 40 hours a week. One for the money and two I get to work a lot. It helps me mentally, on my days off like today I don’t have anything to do nothing to keep my mind from wondering. It is so hard for me to focus lately, like it has taken me two hours to write this and counting. I don’t know what I’m going to do to keep me occupied tomorrow for I return to work Wednesday.
Really big update
Okay guys I’m so sorry for not posting anything for like the past week. Last Friday (8/31/12) I went to Louisiana for a family reunion and for my grandfathers birthday. We just found out that he has cancer again, I don’t know what type besides it the fast-moving kind. It was fun to see everyone again, it’s been a long time since we have a large family to get a good majority together.
The best part was that I was able to go to my old high school’s football on Saturday because of the hurricane. I was able to see all of my clarinets and my old band director/mentor. I was glad to see them and they were glad to see me, we hanged out talked about how the band was doing and the clarinets, which are not doing very good at all but it is the beginning of the year. The only bad thing was that only three of my fiends that graduated with me were there.
I stayed there till Monday and drove to Alabama to my aunt’s house, but I didn’t get to make it there. Why? Well, I was driving my uncles truck, which had bald tires on the back. In the rain. Taking a turn. On the interstate. And I spun around hit one wall with the passenger side of the truck and came back across and nose first into the other, which stopped the truck pretty good I must say. I made it out with only an airbag burn on my arm, I was really luck that no one T-boned me. The truck was totaled and I lost my Rubik’s cube in the crash which was sad.
But now I’m going to Clarksville, TN on Wednesday to open a new store up there I live around Nashville so it’s not that bad of a drive only 1 hour. So I’m getting ready for that. On the mental side of things I’ve been good but every now and then I will get this feeling, an unnamed feeling like something is wrong but what I don’t know. Does anybody else get this?
What a wonderful great night!
I hope you got the sarcasm. It is 12:45 as I write this and I have to be at work 5:45. I am most likely going to stay up all night, I have tossed and turned for about the past three to four hours. Thinking about killing or cutting myself and killing other people. Why do I think that? The self-harm I do not mind but hurting others I am not okay with. I try to help others, that is the main reason I got a level two first aid kit. My phone is broken so no more text or calls for me, which makes me even more less social.
When I close my eyes to go to sleep I see flashing light, as if it is lightning. I just can not sleep only think. I am reminded of all the hallucination I have seen in the past that were forgotten. They where people watching me, assassins, they where there and gone in a blink of the eye. I only saw them twice and this was two years ago.
I can’t get my mind off the hug we had…it was the first time my brain has stopped. It was just us and nothing else everything went away, all the pain, the stress, and the voices. What is that song? Ah this one: Lifehouse- You and Me. I love this part of the song
Cause it’s you and me and all of the people
With nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it’s you and me and all of the people
And I don’t know why
I can’t keep my eyes off of you
I guess that will be all for tonight/this morning what ever you would like to call it.
The reason I am still sane…
There was an elderly couple that used to come to the church I go to. The husband was 94 and the wife was 83. Both seemed like they could continue to live on forever. Alas death came with a swift hand and took the wife in the middle of the night by a severe heart attack. All was surprised by the fact that she had died first. But to I what was profound was that she was his root to reality, if you will. After she died he was in his own world, it was quite sad to at the viewing he had no idea who she was. He would ask “Who is that?” to one of his family members about his wife or “Who are you?” to a sister or a brother, he had did not know who anybody was.
Why would I bring this up? Well you see I have someone who makes me more sane/ less insane. Every time we talk or text the voices stop, my mood brightens, and everything is better no matter how bad it was. They are the only one that seem to care and are always there for me when I need to talk to someone and the one that gets me out of my head.
Problem Solved
So the problem that has been on my mind lately is actually about the Rubik’s cube. The other day I thought if there 43 quintillion different combinations for it and you turn it once every second. How long would it take to go through all of them? So I figured that there are 31,449,600 seconds a year divided that by 43,252,003,274,489,856,000, or about 4×10^19, and you get 1,375,279,916,898 years. I could not sleep at all tonight till I finally got up and did the math, it’s now 1:45am and I still can’t sleep.
Update #3
Well this week has been interesting I must say. Wednesday I told my boss about my situation, he was actually supportive and asked if he can help in anyway. I was glad to finally tell him about what is going on because why kind of close. Thursday I actually did something on my day off besides go to work. I went to the mall with my sister, it was lots of fun. Thursday night I saw a figure that looked like my mother, after a bit with no light on I asked my sister where was mom and she said in bed. I looked in her room and sure enough there she was sound asleep.
Friday was the most interesting and fun. At work I saw two or three figures, out of the corner of my eye, whispering to each other and laughing. When I looked over no one was there. Also I heard more from the older gentleman that I talked about in my lost post. He laughed, the customer I was helping was laughing, her 11 month old baby was, and I was laughing until I heard him from inside her car. Naturally I stopped when I heard him and began searching for answers. Like is there a male that fits the voice around? Was it me? Was it the groceries? Later on that same day I heard him say “My god!” I am still wondering why he said that at that time during the conversation I was having. But after all of that it was a good friend of mines last day at our store. It was said for I was the one that trained him, even though it was how to bag groceries. What really got us close was a dream he had. It was like Top Gun the movie I was Mavric and he was Iceman, it was a crazy dream but I’m not going into details. And finally a few hours ago I just finished my last round of lazer tag. My two friends that I was with and I got 1st, 2nd, and 3rd, I took 2nd.
Now I am at one of their house spending the night so we can do some sort of composition. It from 12 noon to 10pm and you when $200! I’m pumped for it, also writing all this on my phone at 2am was not that fun.
#7 My Journey to the Mountain of Madness
Well today (8-6-12) was not that great of a day. I heard some voices at work, an older gentleman probably in his 30’s-40’s he said “Hey Scott!” As usual there was no one talking to me nor another customer responding to someone calling their name. Another was several female voices all saying “Scott, Scott, Scott, Scott!” I looked around seeing who it was that needed my help but no one was calling for a Scott. I was bagging groceries at the time of this looking around like a meerkat would on it’s back legs.
The older gentleman is the most interesting one so far. I heard him so clearly, he spoke as if he had much authority and power. Also all the voices I have heard so far have been calling out to me. Either saying hey or calling me by out by name, so at least they have a theme going. The hardest part is that I know what is happening to me. Should I/will I kill myself if this gets any worse? Or since I know what is happening will I be able to stop it before it gets to that point?
The Joke is on Me…
Okay so I guess the joke is on me. You might ask “What joke are you talking about Scott?” Well the joke my parents said about me going and seeing a psychiatrist. Yeah I didn’t get it either. Okay so here is what happened.
My mother, father, sister, and I are all sitting in the living room. They are all watching the TV, and I am on the computer listening to music. And a commercial comes on talking about some sort of doctor, and my mom says something about a doctor. All I heard was doctor, so I ask “What was that mom?” and she says “Oh we were just talking about you going to see a psychiatrist tomorrow” then my dad adds “You know for the voices in your head.” Confused as of why they decided to tell me the day before and since when did they care.
So the next day we all woke up for church. My sister and father rode together and me and my mother rode together. On the way there I asked,
“So when is my doctor’s appointment?”
“What appointment?” she asks,
“You and dad said that I was seeing a psychiatrist tomorrow, which is today” I reply,
she says “Oh no, we were just joking. Why do you need to see one?”
“No” I said sarcastically.
So with that I told my good friend K (yeah lets call her that) and she helped me find a place online that seems like a great place. I plan on filling out the new patient form and set up an appointment in a week or two. Hopefully this one will be better and not some sort of joke. Also thank you for all of best wishes for going to the doctors.
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