So … here I am. I’m home. Finally.
This was one long day, with some extra excitement thrown in for style.
Took Dan to the airport at 6:45 AM.
Back home for breakfast, PIcked up a double latté.
Drove to UCSC to teach.
First student: I needed to work on her leaky oboe, so I did a bit of work and then threw on my reed to try it out. The reed wouldn’t come out! I worked and worked on getting it out, as did my student. Finally … just to make life fun … the reed came out … with the metal part that the reed sticks in (I call it the reed well. Is that correct?) I thought I was going to have to drive home, pick up my other oboe, and loan her that. But after working more on the oboe, having the student play again for a while, the reed finally came out. With, believe it or not, not a lot of work. I think the warmth helped. But no matter … I’m just glad it came out!
Second student: Reed making session. Time went far too fast!
Drive home. Horrible traffic for a while. But I got home. Whew!
Took Jameson out to lunch. Fun.
Opera. Rehearsal. Barber of Seville. (Along with some reading—see below for the name of the book.)
Home—drive Jameson to his show—back home—Dinner (leftovers)—veg out on a one hour TV show.
The King and I (Along with some reading—see below for the name of the book.) … and oh yeah, managing to slice my half hole finger with a razor blade while seraching in my reed making bag for a screw driver! That was fun.
Home at 11:19 PM.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m acting like a goofy person who thinks her day was busy so she wants someone to feel for her. But oh well. I gotta do what I gotta do. ;-)
In Other … much more interesting … News
I realized (and yes, I’m embarrassed) I called the author of the book This Is Your Brain on Music “Mr.” when he’s “Dr.”. I do apologize, Dr. Levitin!
And speaking of Dr. Levitin, he did say I could share his email with readers, so here you go:
You’re right — oboes (or any other instrument) have lots of different timbres.
Every oboe sounds different from every other, even playing the same note (timbre) and even one note on the same oboe has a lot of different timbres, depending on how it’s played. I was just trying to simplify. Maybe I should add this clarification to the paperback edition.
I continue to read the book (as you already know) and there’s some stuff I’ll blog about eventually. When the mind is more alert. One thing I realized was that, much of the time, when Dr. Levitin cites various pieces by “pop” musicians I don’t know if I know the pieces. I’d have to hear them to know. Funny, because I suspect some readers will recognize the pop titles and not know that they know the classical works he cites. (For instance, William Tell Overture.) Oh … and I wonder about referring to the Tchaikovsky as “Nutcracker Suite” rather than just “The Nutcracker”. (And I have a very funny story about that but it’s too late to tell it tonight. If you beg I might tell it to you!)
Everyone around here that I was able to talk to who did manage to stay awake to see the Met on Letterman said it was absolutely awful, and that it would convince anyone who hadn’t been to an opera never to give it a go.
What a shame.
And now it’s off to the races with me. Lots of driving to do. Lots of playing, too.