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==== 2022 - Current: Music ==== | ==== 2022 - Current: Music ==== | ||
By the time the pandemic ended, he had already become accustomed to lazily doing nothing all day, everyday. Now since schedules repeat, lets skip to late 2023. | |||
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===== Late 2023 ===== | |||
Around this time, Ewrruewc had just written his longest sonata to this day, [https://onlinesequencer.net/3570144 the "Symphonic"]. As this was a huge piece, over 1 1/3 hours long, he had immediately stopped writing lengthy pieces for a while, writing around 10 pieces in the two weeks after. Then around the time of October, he was to start his longest single work. | |||
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Sinfonie Nr. 2 was a major failure in his creative process, the only interesting movements are the second and fourth. The first movement was just a whole bunch of spammed Diminished Seventh chords. The third movement was just 10 minutes of music repeated four times, rather boring, right? | |||
===== 2024 and immense sadness ===== | |||
The signs of [https://www.winsteadsfuneralhome.com/obituaries/pedro-ramirez his dear great-grandfather's] health were slowly dwindling as by August of this year, he was hospitalized, having an emergency operation leaving him never able to walk again. Although there were many prayers said, as Gabriel never visited him again for the last 3 months of his life, Gabriel continued to write as normal. The day he turned 13, he had his last interaction with his great-grandfather. A simple call, lasting little over 30 minutes, very hopeful. His family had been planning to go visit his great-grandfather in the near winter-break. '''But he didn't live that long.''' The happy little composer was launched into a severe loop of increasing sadness and started to socialize less. By this time, he had started not being able to hear what people are saying, ''"I just can't possibly hear what people say half of the time."'' As music was his only point of life due to an already miserable home life, this was the final straw, he saw no point, spiraling into a never-ending funnel of sadness and mourning. He held his great-grandfather dear, he was his favorite far-away relative. With this new, more gnarled form of sadness, his music followed with his mental state, becoming increasingly dissonant, only keeping his old style for the still not finished Sinfonie Nr. 4. | |||
(i have been crying while writing this, any mention of my great-grandfather just makes me tear up, just thinking about how i'll never see him again in my life after the funeral.) | |||
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