He Is The Discordant Note. Part 1: Gadara
They say you should write about what you know. So let’s not do that. It’s far too safe…I’m the antithesis of a musician. I like an ear for tone, I have no innate sense of rhythm, my hands are slow, I can’t use my hands independently of one another. I am not musical in the slightest. I know nothing about musical theory but I’ve heard of discordant notes. Notes which shouldn’t work and yet do. Notes which should jar. Notes which should sound like fingers on a chalkboard…