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  1. A brief explanatory note usually inserted in the margin or between lines of a text.
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  3. A purposefully misleading interpretation or explanation.
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~ Friday, August 05, 2005 ~

Augmented Sixths and Diminished Retention
I have a job!...ish. When I came back from Tokio tonight, I had an e-mail waiting for me saying that the NY tutoring agency with which I interviewed last week is taking me on as one of their tutors. At this point I guess it just depends on how many students are referred to me. Yeah...actually, I'm not quite sure how that part will work, but at least I have passed Stage One, and for that I am all grins and relief. It was kind of funny, though...for my interview I was asked to prepare a lesson "on anything", and so since music theory was the thing I've been tutoring most recently, and since it's so concrete and so darn cool, I put together (with Graham's patient guidance...it's good to have someone helping who both thinks clearly and is not inside my head) a little lesson on augmented 6th chords. The interview had three components--presenting that lesson, taking a practice SAT test, and submitting a writing sample, which I e-mailed him separately. Apparently, it was mainly the way I taught the lesson that convinced him to hire me, because he says my scores on the practice SAT test show that I'll need some work (but he also said that everyone needs work on that, which was nice, though not necessarily true), and he also said he still hasn't read my writing sample. What could have impressed him, then, if not the lesson on augmented sixths? The ironic thing is that I don't think that lesson actually stuck, because in his e-mail, he wrote,

"...you did an excellent job with the augmented fourth chords...".

Oh well. Maybe the people paying overly high hourly rates for lessons will be able to retain the material for over a week.

Current Music: Dance Me to the End of Love, Madeleine Peyroux
...quite possibly the most velvet swing song I've ever danced to at Tokio. I just wish I'd done it justice with my dancing. Instead, I snatched it from some anonymous filesharer when I got home tonight. I will send it to you if you wish. It smolders of Paris.

~ prattled by Miriam at 12:47 a.m. [+]

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Comments:
Congratulations! Glad I could help with the augminished seventh chords.
Ooh ooh! E-mail me the song!
What are you talking about Graham? She said demented 16th chords.

Yeah, you could email me the song also, if you'd like.
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