Opus 1, Number 1
Der Drübermensch had graduated from improviser to composer. He's been making up melodies on the piano for a while, but now he has done something special: he played this tune one day, then played it again the next day, exactly the same way. (Did I mention he's only six?)
Having finished with the exposition, he has now moved on to the development section: he's playing it in Dorian and Aeolian modes. I can't wait to find out how he works his way back to the recapitulation.
Ah, the power of the notational tradition in western classical music: find some beautiful, living object -- and embed it in Lucite for all eternity! I love it! These exclamation points signal my irony and ambivalence! Causing you to wonder what my real point is!
Umie the Umlaut says, "ask your doctor about the Fredösphere!"
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