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12:09 - September 30, 2002
awesome
There were a bunch of music majors on the Will Vill bus late last night, most of them riding home from the music library, where they'd been studying for the same midterm I should have been studying for but instead went hiking. We all grouped together in the back, freaking out, speaking in Italian... musical terms are always in fucking Italian, didn't you know?.... and so these little excitable spouts of 'tempo rubato! tempo giusto! vivace.. between presto and allegro? allegretto! allegro! no! what about the difference between sprechstimme and vocalise?' kept floating up from our group in little bubbles and splattering all over everyone else, who, understandably, got confused. Some girl turned around, put her face over the back of the bus seat, and said, 'are you guys Italian exchange students?'
Her answer was just this hysterical burst of laughter from all these wound up music students, who collapsed all over themselves, screeching 'strascinare! quarta! strepitoso! troppo!' having no idea what they were saying, and this random girl must not have known Italian either, because what they were shouting was literaly 'to drag! fourth! noisy! too much!' and she turned back around, smiled, and went 'awesome.'

 

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