Lydia Jane Pugh: My Hiding Place (Psalm 32)
Choral Chameleon

No, I didn’t watch yesterday’s wedding, but I was reading about the music and this song was sung. I know the tune, as many do, but I didn’t know these words. Sadly this video is cut short at both ends, but still it gives you an idea of the hymn, and with oboe, too! (Despite someone commenting on the clarinet over on the YouTube page!)

Lord of all Hopefulness

Stephen Paulus: Psalm 121
Wheaton College Choir; John William Trotter, Director; Abigail Beerwart, Soloist


This is so encouraging! These days selling out a concert is a huge deal. I can’t wait to do the FIVE performances of this. I’m guessing I’ll need a good rest after this is done … or perhaps it will have to wait until after the Symphony Silicon Valley final set (Tchaikovsky), since we move to that so quickly.

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15. May 2018 · 1 comment · Categories: Ramble

Playing oboe will not be a guarantee to get you into your dream school.

Playing oboe well will not be a guarantee to get you into your dream school.

Playing oboe incredibly well will not be a guarantee to get you into your dream school.

I suggest that you play oboe because you love the sound. I suggest you play oboe because you have the dream of mastering it. I suggest you play oboe because you’ve heard recordings of oboe that just melt your heart. In addition I suggest, believe it or not, that you sing. Singing can really help with your oboe playing. Honest.

I also suggest that IF you are hoping it will help with your college apps that you practice diligently and attentively. I suggest you put more effort into your lessons and what your instructor tells you to work on, and into your school group(s), and into your youth orchestra. (And if you aren’t playing in anything I suggest you reconsider what you are doing.) I suggest you go play for your church, or a local retirement community, or some other group that would appreciate some music. I suggest you listen to music. I suggest you attend live concerts.

And still this is no guarantee playing oboe will get you into that dream school.

The truth is, there are no guarantees.

So do it because you love it. Please.

All morning long I had been feeling anxious. I couldn’t figure out what was up: I have no rehearsals or performances this week, so nothing to stress about when it comes to work. Today is my day off, and I was spending it getting a few tasks done and taking a nice long (8 mile!) walk. Still, I just felt as if I’d forgotten something or left something unfinished. Then later today a friend asked me how I was feeling since I’d had that bout of what I can only assume was food poisoning.

Ah-hah! That helped me figure it all out.

I am feeling anxious because I didn’t finish a job! Playing two rehearsals but no performance left me with this feeling of having left something undone.

I can tell you it’s not a good feeling.

Getting back to rehearsals and performances next week will probably be very good for my well-being. I needed closure and never got it. It will be good to move on.

After finishing the two rehearsals for Bach’s St. John Passion I was feeling quite ready to do the performance last night. I love the duet for two oboes in it, and playing that with Ryan Zwahlen was working really well. We seem to be a good match!

About three or maybe four hours before the performance was to begin I was suddenly very ill. Ill enough to know that it would be more than unwise to attempt to play. I quickly texted Ryan and he, wonder person that he is, found a sub in record time.

Taking something off like that is so very difficult for me. I was, literally, in tears. I hate bagging work. It’s not about the money, although of course we don’t get paid if we don’t work. It’s about making the music. It’s about letting an entire orchestra (and in this case choir) along with the conductor down. It’s about thinking I somehow caused myself to get ill. It’s me feeling like a total failure.

My head tells me this is a bunch of bunk. My heart still hurts.

But I stayed home, and I know it was the wise choice. No one wants the principal oboist throwing up on stage, or runny off stage if she has time. Right?

Oh but I so wanted to play that work.


Lutkin: The Lord Bless You and Keep You
Capital University and Alumni

James MacMillan: Data Est Mihi Omnis Potestas
Missouri State University Chorale; Cameron F. Labarr, Conductor