Well, that was fun. I didn't practice at all this afternoon. Instead, I went to the bank (they didn't even blink at my request for $30 in quarters, it's a real college town), CVS (envelopes! rubber bands! chocolate), and helped celebrate the fourth by picking out an assortment of colors to with which to make friendship bracelets and eating ice cream.
After that, we stayed and watched the next orchestra do their thing. It was very exciting. Now I am here, posting.
Oh yes, I also wanted to make a few observations about this place. Where else could you have discussions about reeds and their making with two oboe players, and then go and discuss strings and metronomes with bass players in the same day? (Also, I would ask where else would you get hollered at by two black guys within five minutes, but that's happened more than once to me, argh)
I guess I'm done for tonight,
Greene
On a side note: apparently the EMF people are not going to do anything tomorrow. However, never fear, us students have plans to find and attend some fireworks. I missed the festivities last year, and I really want to do it properly.
Returning to the subject, which is the rest of today, I also did my laundry here for the first time, using a few of those loverly quarters. I always feel like I've accomplished something after doing my laundry. It's the whole self-sufficiency complex a lot of women have, I think. After a quick dinner, me and Denielle got dressed and went to the pre-concert talk. It was about the composers and their pieces, and would have been interesting if the speaker laid out his ideas a bit more clearly. The concert itself was pretty good, in my opinion. Our director, expected a lot of us from the very first day, and managed to get us to do a good bit of it. Our dynamics were very noticable and wide-ranging, we stayed with him most of the time, and we definitely stayed together. Our pieces were Francesca di Rimini by Arthur Foote, and Carnaval Romaine by Berlioz.After that, we stayed and watched the next orchestra do their thing. It was very exciting. Now I am here, posting.
Oh yes, I also wanted to make a few observations about this place. Where else could you have discussions about reeds and their making with two oboe players, and then go and discuss strings and metronomes with bass players in the same day? (Also, I would ask where else would you get hollered at by two black guys within five minutes, but that's happened more than once to me, argh)
I guess I'm done for tonight,
Greene