Fourth Qatar

Middle East jokes eh?

Last quarter in STAC was a pretty good experience for me; I had learned many new things that I surely would not have had I chosen a different route. Alas, same as the arms of a carousel must continually swap and rotate as it moves about, the fourth and final quarter of the school year approaches me quickly, leaving the third behind in its glass case of remembrance.

This quarter my wishes and creative pursuits remain, for the most part, the same--with music, that is; I will continue to educate myself (with adequate amounts of support) on various topics in music theory, songwriting, audio production, etceteras.

However, I have always had an acute interest in films, moving picture shows, if you will. I have had some brief experience directing and producing a handful of short movies and commercials at the beginning of the scholar year. Not only would I enjoy minoring in film production, but I would also love to explore my acting abilities, albeit if any exist! In today's class improv, I felt myself rekindling the catalytic spark of interest that I had with acting. It would be a pleasure to be featured in any of the STACies' films this quarter, especially after viewing a couple of their more recent works they developed over the course of third quarter.

As far as my indulgences in music and production go, I figure that this biography about Dave Grohl would be an interesting read --> http://www.amazon.com/This-Is-Call-Times-Grohl/dp/0306821427/ref=tmm_pap_title_0

First off, anything that ever come's out of the man's mouth is automatically riveting; about a month ago I found myself glued to listening to his 45-minute keynote speech at the South By Southwest Music Festival in Austin, Texas. Secondly, he is just meagerly obscure enough to be able to read an interesting, yet unbiased biography on (he's still not quite as famous as David Bowie). If this gets approved, I will be extremely happy with reading this long, paperback, 388-page novel (I sound sarcastic but I'm really not!)

-Peter