trees of norman

norman, as a city, is... well, right now the best word for it is hot. very hot. hot and sunny and humid. I can't really tell you how much this makes me wish I were already living in the cool and cloudy northwest. norman does have one thing going for it, though: its trees. today I was able to ignore the heat for at least a few moments and focus on enjoying all of the big old trees we have. they make for great squirrel homes, not to mention being downright pretty.


lately I've been wanting to put Stell Dich Mitten, a poem by Wolfgang Borchert, to music. Bayon already did this, and their music was featured in Das Leben Der Anderen, a German film. (here I used only the first paragraph of the poem, and sang with a very poor accent. needless to say, their version is better.)