*Scordatura refers to the tuning of a stringed instrument in other than the usual way to facilitate the playing of certain compositions. A scordatura (literally Italian for "mistuning"), also called cross-tuning, is an alternative tuning used for the open strings of a string instrument.
Use of alternative tunings allows the playing of otherwise impossible note sequences or note combinations or can be used to create unusual timbres. The technique can be described as an extended technique.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scordatura*
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no, non parlano italiano,
né ** conoscenza della musica!
no, I don't speak Italian,
nor do I have knowledge of music
but words, words I know how to love,
how to let them roll off my tongue,
onto yours, seducing you helpless...
Scordatura,
slow say,
you can't help it,
as you spoke it aloud
your hand opens,,
your mouth too,
irresistible, irrepressible.
wet finger petals of the flowering hand.
I want you.
I want you,
in my mouth.
I want our mouths
to make
Scordatura.
speak impossible note creations,
speak in unusual timbres,
but, as one instrument.
I want our
mistunings
to be the
tune of us.
Scordatura,
admit it, my seduction,
accomplished,
our tongues interwoven,
strings, X crossed,
and our tune,
extended.
I want our mouths to make
Scordatura,
speak impossible note creations,
speak in unusual timbres,
as one instrument,
tune combinato.
Scordatura!
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 5:57 PM UTC
*Scordatura refers to the tuning of a stringed instrument in other than the usual way to facilitate the playing of certain compositions. A scordatura (literally Italian for "mistuning"), also called cross-tuning, is an alternative tuning used for the open strings of a string instrument.
Use of alternative tunings allows the playing of otherwise impossible note sequences or note combinations or can be used to create unusual timbres. The technique can be described as an extended technique.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scordatura*
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no, non parlano italiano,
né ** conoscenza della musica!
no, I don't speak Italian,
nor do I have knowledge of music
but words, words I know how to love,
how to let them roll off my tongue,
onto yours, seducing you helpless...
Scordatura,
slow say,
you can't help it,
as you spoke it aloud
your hand opens,,
your mouth too,
irresistible, irrepressible.
wet finger petals of the flowering hand.
I want you.
I want you,
in my mouth.
I want our mouths
to make
Scordatura.
speak impossible note creations,
speak in unusual timbres,
but, as one instrument.
I want our
mistunings
to be the
tune of us.
Scordatura,
admit it, my seduction,
accomplished,
our tongues interwoven,
strings, X crossed,
and our tune,
extended.
I want our mouths to make
Scordatura,
speak impossible note creations,
speak in unusual timbres,
as one instrument,
tune combinato.
Scordatura!
Composed on the eve of Jan. 27, 2014
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