This deserved a separate post.
Alban Berg. You have ruined my day. What were you thinking in composing such a depressing opera? Wozzeck kills the woman he loves, then drowns himself. To make matters worse, the music heightens every emotion you're feeling, the disgusting dissonances. Ugh.
I come home. Then my mom threatens me to play piano. Life went from one insane high, to.. a moderate low.
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