28. April 2007 · Comments Off on Oh. Rats. · Categories: imported, Videos

According to this I am officially OLD because I remember this. Well, I don’t remember this video, but sure remember the song. I whistled right along, thank you very much!

Now I’m allowed to say I’m old. But someone else. NO WAY.
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28. April 2007 · Comments Off on Well, Boo Hoo · Categories: imported, Ramble

Looks like I’m not a top 100 classical music blog any longer.

I’d go cry in my beer, but I’m not having a beer. So oh well.
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28. April 2007 · Comments Off on Oh MY … it just hit me! · Categories: imported, Ramble

Last night, prior to the opera, I had this glib little conversation with some colleagues. I’m not sure how we go on to the subject of reeds, but I tossed out my little story about a coaching session I once had with a principal player of the San Francisco Symphony. (This was years ago.) The minute I stepped into his house I said my usual, “I have awful reeds,” and his response was, “So learn how to play on bad reeds.” Of course he’s right, and I often explain this to students; there will be days that we will have only bad reeds. We still have to play well. We can’t make excuses. My motto really is, “Play well on bad reeds. Or else.”

But isn’t it somewhat mysterious, frightening, distressing and … well … I could go on … that after saying that last night I get into the pit and find that my reeds are misbehaving?

Yes. Yes it is.

Thank you to Ruth for writing to me to say that my pathetic posts (no, she didn’t use the word pathetic!) on my reed woes are actually encouraging. I am guessing there are some professional musicians who never worry about reeds, but I’m certain there are a lot of players who just won’t talk about it. I prefer to be honest about this whole business. You may as well know the truth.

But still, I did play well on my reeds last night … or so I’ve been told. So I guess I’m managing to follow my motto!
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It is a coincidence that these two words rhyme, cause me great distress, and won’t behave?

Now if only my reeds would flourish like weeds, and my weeds would fail like my reeds, I’d be a much happpier camper. But I am currently a Most Unhappy Camper. I’ve been working, working, working on reeds. Nothing feels right. The cane feels yucky, the crows are all horrible, and after a while I started seeing only bizarre foreign objects in front of me, as my brain went into lala land and couldn’t even fathom reed making any longer.

Why do I sometimes feel as if I’m the only person in the world who can’t seem to get a reed when I work diligently? Often I can get a RushReed™ out of desperation. But diligence? It’s simply not paying off!

Okay … grumble over.

For now.

Perhaps I should blame this Very Bad Reed Day on the Sharks and their sad loss. Or the Yankees and their win. Hmmm. Maybe both.

Reed woes couldn’t be my fault, could they? 😉

28. April 2007 · Comments Off on Landing here · Categories: imported, Ramble

Someone did a search on brain damage and oboe playing.

Yep. This is the perfect place to land. 😉
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28. April 2007 · Comments Off on It Was The Stupid Reed · Categories: imported, Ramble

Or should it be “It was the reed, stupid!”?

I guess my feeling as if it was the OBOE was merely panic mode; once the first reed didn’t work nothing worked because I was freaking out.

Pulling out the instrument today, I went over the top joint, where I was just sure there was a problem. Not so. Then I pulled out what I thought, since it behaved so well at the Tuesday performance and orchestration class, was WonderReed™ and, lo and behold, it’s turned into a piece of junk.

Ah reeds … they love to keep us guessing.

So now it’s back to the reed board, although of course that would be the case no matter what.

While I do have my reed assessment page (since removed) up and running, please know I certainly understand the plight of these reed makers. What appears to be grand and glorious one day may be garbage the next.

Or at least that’s the way it works for me.

I’ll tell you, reeds are crazy making. Horrible, awful, no good crazy making things.

Meanwhile …
Sniff, sniff, sneeze.

I walked downtown to do some banking. I just “happened” by Jamba Juice at the same time (wonder of wonders!) and picked up a pretzel and drink (yum!). Problem is, I’m highly allergic to some trees that are dropping blossoms right now. So I’m in misery even as I indulge in my little lunch. Such is life.

Right now I’m watching the Sharks. It’s 2-0, good guys, and they are still in the first period. Cool. GO SHARKS!
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28. April 2007 · Comments Off on ARGH! · Categories: imported, Ramble

Our server seems to be up & down; I just had to restart the computer yet again. So I do apologize if you sometimes don’t see me here. I’m not sure what’s up because I’m a certified Computer Idiot.

Anyway, off to teach and work on my oboe … back later ….
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28. April 2007 · Comments Off on MQOD · Categories: imported, Quotes

My music has a high irritation factor. I’ve always tried to say something. Eccentric lyrics about eccentric people. Often it was a joke. But I would plead guilty on the grounds that I prefer eccentricity to the bland.

-Randy Newman

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