Christ, I just noticed I had almost 100 pageviews yesterday. Dang, guys, I didn't know I was that interesting. (Or, does just one person find me really entertaining?... Eh, I'll stick with believing I have a decently-sized audience.)
Anyway, today wasn't much, musically. I had a lesson today, as opposed to the usual Saturday. It went well; apparently my teacher has played the somewhat-bizarre quintet music we were given yesterday (Malcolm Arnold's Three Shanties for Woodwind Quintet), and he says he likes it. At least that's giving me some amount of optimism that maybe it was just our sight-reading that made the first movement sound so strange. The second was plain and seemingly event-less, but the flute was absent, so all we got to hear was the background. I like the third; lots of Latin-style rhythms and the like. I faked my way through one rhythmically challenging passage and actually got it right. I ought to have more faith in my rhythm. Honestly, I just did it by feel, but apparently I have a pretty good sense of it.
Huh. I still managed to mess up the sight-reading from yesterday, though. Audition pressure, I'll warrant.
[Thinking about it, I find it funny how less stressed I am at NYSSMA auditions than others, like New York Youth Symphony, Boston University Tanglewood Institute, or various non-NYSSMA things like that. Maybe because I've been doing them (NYSSMAs) since god-only-knows-when, or that I view them as an evaluation rather than an audition. Either way, I find it frustrating. If I managed to have the same confidence I feel at NYSSMAs at standard auditions, I think I would have been accepted to the programs or merely less shamed (I'm still somewhat embarrassed about some auditions I've done) at prior auditions. Something to conquer, I guess.]
Other than that, nothing happened. (I mean, stuff happened, but nothing musical and I'm trying to cater to a specific audience here.) I went to the city and saw Alan Rickman in Seminar - it was fantastic, beyond words; mostly because I was in the same room as Alan Rickman, the thought of which still causes irrepressible grinning - but then went home, worked on homework for far too many hours, and am now treating myself to a Next Generation marathon, hopeless geek that I am.
Anyway, today wasn't much, musically. I had a lesson today, as opposed to the usual Saturday. It went well; apparently my teacher has played the somewhat-bizarre quintet music we were given yesterday (Malcolm Arnold's Three Shanties for Woodwind Quintet), and he says he likes it. At least that's giving me some amount of optimism that maybe it was just our sight-reading that made the first movement sound so strange. The second was plain and seemingly event-less, but the flute was absent, so all we got to hear was the background. I like the third; lots of Latin-style rhythms and the like. I faked my way through one rhythmically challenging passage and actually got it right. I ought to have more faith in my rhythm. Honestly, I just did it by feel, but apparently I have a pretty good sense of it.
Huh. I still managed to mess up the sight-reading from yesterday, though. Audition pressure, I'll warrant.
[Thinking about it, I find it funny how less stressed I am at NYSSMA auditions than others, like New York Youth Symphony, Boston University Tanglewood Institute, or various non-NYSSMA things like that. Maybe because I've been doing them (NYSSMAs) since god-only-knows-when, or that I view them as an evaluation rather than an audition. Either way, I find it frustrating. If I managed to have the same confidence I feel at NYSSMAs at standard auditions, I think I would have been accepted to the programs or merely less shamed (I'm still somewhat embarrassed about some auditions I've done) at prior auditions. Something to conquer, I guess.]
Other than that, nothing happened. (I mean, stuff happened, but nothing musical and I'm trying to cater to a specific audience here.) I went to the city and saw Alan Rickman in Seminar - it was fantastic, beyond words; mostly because I was in the same room as Alan Rickman, the thought of which still causes irrepressible grinning - but then went home, worked on homework for far too many hours, and am now treating myself to a Next Generation marathon, hopeless geek that I am.
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