Tatyana did not mind a pose for the picture, but that's all I could get from her. 

Joan Ruff and Gary Ruff at Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico (Maybe 2003)? 

It's the last day of October. Just working on the next song and learning some really cool things with the music sequencer!

Also, I am organizing my photos of myself better so when the girls ask for them I know where they are. Made them more presentable (lighting, etc).

Then I ran across a picture of my Mom and I. This picture is my favorite. We were visiting the Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico. I took this picture! And, even more perplexing is that my Mom and I never sat on that bench together at the same time! The miracles of modern photography! Ron, my Mother's companion, had slpiced together my picture and her picture together. So, it looks like we are sitting on the same bench at the same time. I never get tired of this picture (as you see above). Also, it will appear at times when I feel like posting it in the future.

I have a lot to do today. Bye!

This week in the life and times of K-Rhap. You know, inspiration can be a detriment sometimes. That is to say when the inspiration is not there, the words do not flow right for the song. Kind of like this blog entry. I tried to write a song combining "Drive" by the Cars and "Nothing at all" by Heart. You know, I find it hard to write it unless there is some inspirational music or beat to hear while I write. Also, to do it just for fun without ever intending on publishing the song is meaningless.

So I go on and learn more about how I will present my music to the world. So now I know I have to have a subject for the song that means something to me. And, I have to have music already scored for the song to become "rounded".

This is what happens when a guy tries to learn music on his own! I bet most music students get this lesson the first day of class! But I think a musician who studies what he or she likes without theoretical influences (standards) and then goes on to create his own theory will have a possible outcome like The Beatles or Elvis or The Doors even. Maybe include Bob Dylan in that list too.

If everyone sings the same song then there will never be a breakout.

The next song I'm working on is for New Years. I have most of the music scored. Just got to find an angle for the lyrics. i gave myself a little more time to promote the song this time, but I think it might not be enough, still. I'm beginning to think 3 months before the clebration date (ie: New Years Song is Jan 1 so the song should be done and promoted starting on Oct 31).

It's all one big experiment out her. Good luck with your journey my friend, Peace Out, Gary

Hello, this is Nadya! 

It's worth to note that many of the buildings in Russia are very beautiful and historic. 

Drive

Who's gonna tell you when, It's too late,
Who's gonna tell you things, Aren't so great.

You cant go on, thinkin', Nothings' wrong, but bye,
Who's gonna drive you home, tonight.?

Who's gonna pick you up, When You fall?
Who's gonna hang it up, When you call?
Who's gonna pay attention, To your dreams?
And who's gonna plug their ears, When you scream?

You can't go on, thinkin' Nothings wrong, but bye, (who's gonna drive you) (who's gonna drive you) Who's gonna drive you home, tonight? (who's gonna drive you home) (bye baby) (bye baby) (bye baby) (bye baby)

Who's gonna hold you down, When you shake?
Who's gonna come around, When you break?

You can't go on, thinkin', Nothin's wrong, but bye, (Who's gonna drive you) (who's gonna drive you) Who's gonna drive you home, tonight? (who's gonna drive you home)

Oh, you know you can't go on, thinkin', Nothin's wrong, (Who's gonna drive you) (Who's gonna drive you home) Who's gonna drive you home, tonight? (bye baby) (bye baby) (bye baby)

-The Cars

I swear Nadya, I always carry a camera at the beach! 

I would walk home every evening
Through the pyramids of light
I would feed myself on silence
Wash it down with empty nights
Then your innocent distractions
Hit me so hard
My emotional reaction
Caught me off guard
It was nothing at all
Like anything I had felt before
And it was nothing at all
Like I thought no it's so much more
No one else has ever made
Me feel this way
When I asked you how you did it
You just say
It was nothing at all
Now I walk home every evening
And my feet are quick to move
Cause I know my destination
Is a warm and waiting you
From our first communication
It was clear
Any thought of moderation
Would soon disappear
It was nothing at all
Like anything I had felt before
And it was nothing at all
Like I thought no, it's so much more
No one else has ever made
Me feel this way
When I asked you how you did it
You just say
It was nothing at all
Then your innocent distractions
Hit me so hard
My emotional reaction
Caught me off guard
It was nothing at all
Like anything I had felt before
And it was nothing at all
Like I thought no, it's so much more
No one else has ever made
Me feel this way
When I asked you how you did it
You just say
It was nothing at all

-Heart

Joke

What kind of dance does a bun do? Abundance!