Snorkeling with a drinking straw
I find that the title of this post aptly describes my projected state of mind for the next month. End of the semester woe, I welcome thee with a sword to the face.
I’ve been taking an electronic music composition class this semester, and for the most part it has caused me to feel that I’m not hipster enough to fit into the class, period — much like my experience from my photography class semester, save for the fact that I’ve found that it’s harder to fake hipsterdom with sound rather than visuals.
But hey, at least I gave it a shot.
(Brownie points to whomever identifies the pieces sampled in this song. Note: You are automatically disqualified if you’ve ever sung in choir with me during high school. Heh.)