<div class="floatright">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/202893822/large.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Choko Hideki<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 (10 AM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Music<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>OPEN, others<br/><hr/><br/>Professor Tiffany had a thing for keeping doors closed. He joked that it was to keep people from finding out that "all we do is talk about poetry", or, depending on room, he would joke that "We cannot stop here, this is STEM country." He liked to joke. A little humor kept the classes exciting. While Sakurako was given a pass, Lulukat did get a slightly stern glare, but one born out of obvious concern and not malice. "Do not make a habit of it, miss Miles." He said, before welcoming her in.<br/><br/>"Notes? I uh..." Choko didn't have any notes. "He didn't say we needed them but, I'm sure I can show you what music you missed." Now, Tiffany was going to start by going way back to the origins of music, back when people first started writing down the notes they played. Music existed long before that, of course-people would whistle a pleasant tune, or tribal wanderers would create instruments, but when it was first written down, the music was more chants than actual songs. Bards existed, of course, but again, they didn't write it down.<br/><br/>"So if you take nothing else from this class, remember this lesson: Write it all down. I would like to know what the meter for Beowulf is, but I do not, because it was not written down."