Any of them. You test my ropes again. XXX I ignore you and go back to my lazy, endless caressing. Predictable; fixed; rigid; relentless. The pain of being forced; compelled to articulate your needs seems at once to be beyond what I’m about to inflict upon you. So that even when the score demands syncopation and swing- notes played off the beat- you still anticipate the next ‘takt’, and prepare yourself, subconsciously (but completely) for the next note that you know will come, whether you are playing, or not. 25? You know there’s only a small hurdle to overcome, then you’ll be free of the cacophony, this uncoordinated, conductor-less orchestra roaring in your brain; but it feels insurmountable. You make my rope bite harder.
