Tuesday, July 3, 2018
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Pink wedding dresses?
It has been a while.
I live in a new place. I still wonder about old places.
I'm after the same dream, except I'm 95% closer to living it. It is almost real but still, I'm not good enough. No one needs to tell me this. In fact, they go out of their way to tell me it is way better than it is. I pay $100/lesson with the best and they tell me that I should remain positive... I have everything that it takes. That annoys the crap out of me. I can hear everything. This doesn't mean I can play everything.
It blows my head to pieces to know that not even my own cousin knows anything about the orchestral scene. She is a singer. You would think that she would have some idea about the complexity of flute orchestral auditions. Read a textbook that you like. Now, get ready. Walk on stage and recite whatever sentence I ask you to recite. You recite it, but it isn't how the author intended. OK. Next audition. Recite it, but make sure it is exactly how the author intended. Woops. Got nervous. OK. Two years later, there is an opening for principal flute in the .so and so....symphony. It pays $20,000/year. Let's apply. Accepted. Fly to audition. Costs a total of $320. Flight plus 2 nights in a hotel. Play 2 minute prelim round. "Ok! Thank You!" You go home. You were dismissed after the Mozart exposition. What is that, you ask? Well, that is about 27 flute lessons at $100/each and about 10 lines of music that has been refined and refined and refined....all while your other musician friends watch TV or go out and play. I stay in. Ask all of my best friends. I stay in and practice. Imitate and practice. Imitate and practice again.
Next audition is for the .so and so....symphony. It pays $100/service. There are only 32 services per year. This is better than working in an office. You have three degrees in music performance, for God's sake! Go for it! Anything tops working in an enclosure from 9-5pm.
$300 for flight and 1 night in a hotel. Round one. Mozart in G. Leanore. Mendelssohn and Daphnis. This audition was written for me! I make it to the second round.
Round 2, still behind a screen. I play Petruska. The A was a little bit flat and I'm not sure I was vibrant enough.
On my way back to New Orleans.
I live in a new place. I still wonder about old places.
I'm after the same dream, except I'm 95% closer to living it. It is almost real but still, I'm not good enough. No one needs to tell me this. In fact, they go out of their way to tell me it is way better than it is. I pay $100/lesson with the best and they tell me that I should remain positive... I have everything that it takes. That annoys the crap out of me. I can hear everything. This doesn't mean I can play everything.
It blows my head to pieces to know that not even my own cousin knows anything about the orchestral scene. She is a singer. You would think that she would have some idea about the complexity of flute orchestral auditions. Read a textbook that you like. Now, get ready. Walk on stage and recite whatever sentence I ask you to recite. You recite it, but it isn't how the author intended. OK. Next audition. Recite it, but make sure it is exactly how the author intended. Woops. Got nervous. OK. Two years later, there is an opening for principal flute in the .so and so....symphony. It pays $20,000/year. Let's apply. Accepted. Fly to audition. Costs a total of $320. Flight plus 2 nights in a hotel. Play 2 minute prelim round. "Ok! Thank You!" You go home. You were dismissed after the Mozart exposition. What is that, you ask? Well, that is about 27 flute lessons at $100/each and about 10 lines of music that has been refined and refined and refined....all while your other musician friends watch TV or go out and play. I stay in. Ask all of my best friends. I stay in and practice. Imitate and practice. Imitate and practice again.
Next audition is for the .so and so....symphony. It pays $100/service. There are only 32 services per year. This is better than working in an office. You have three degrees in music performance, for God's sake! Go for it! Anything tops working in an enclosure from 9-5pm.
$300 for flight and 1 night in a hotel. Round one. Mozart in G. Leanore. Mendelssohn and Daphnis. This audition was written for me! I make it to the second round.
Round 2, still behind a screen. I play Petruska. The A was a little bit flat and I'm not sure I was vibrant enough.
On my way back to New Orleans.
Monday, May 12, 2008
stupid jerk
i wonder where my old posts are. i wonder a lot of things...like, how is this possible? I hated being in colorado. how can i miss it? it felt like I was living on this isolated island in the middle of the ocean, but wait. without the ocean part. I remember moving there and needing "air"..or any water source near me. It kind of took me two years to figure out that really wasn't too hard to find. It just felt that way. So far off...where was all the water? now I'm wondering the same thing, except now...I'm wondering....where are all the mountains? I feel like I can't breathe again.
i was so sad missing boulder and the opera...and the summer last year..that I went to central market just to smell all the smells of colorado. My smells. LIke hum...all those rad dried herb smells and organic cremes...
what is this? how could this be? How could I miss a place I couldn't wait to leave? I smell like a hippie. and crap. it smells really good. Time for bed.
ahhhhh
i was so sad missing boulder and the opera...and the summer last year..that I went to central market just to smell all the smells of colorado. My smells. LIke hum...all those rad dried herb smells and organic cremes...
what is this? how could this be? How could I miss a place I couldn't wait to leave? I smell like a hippie. and crap. it smells really good. Time for bed.
ahhhhh
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