… but not really “pretty”. If you know what I mean.
Now when they get a computer to make a good oboe reed I’ll be mightily impressed.
Of course if they got a computer to play an oboe I’d be somewhat impressed as well. 😉
I had to wear trousers, learn to tie a bow tie, and pin my hair up so short that it looked as if I didn’t’t have any hair…..but the orchestra did not have an oboist and I was their only hope at the time……which lasted for years! As a matter of fact, on the set of “Gone with the Wind”, there were 50 musicians…and only 3 were women….one of which was me!! I signed my first contract when I was 19 years old.
-Liliane Covington
(RTWT)
If Kimberly Preiss has her way, she’ll never have to work a day in her life.
“I never want to have a job,” said the 18-year-old Niceville resident.
Although the budding oboist spends countless hours practicing and cultivating her craft, Preiss doesn’t consider playing music a job.
Well, yes. Ms. Preiss isn’t the only one who doesn’t think what we do is a job.
They also think we should do it for free and have a “real job”.
I understand how she feels, but what we do is work. Honest. Just because we enjoy it (most of the time), and because we use the verb “play”, so many think we aren’t working. We are just goofing off. Having fun.
Oh well. This will always be a problem.
I wonder … if someone monitored us during a performance — if we were hooked up to something that would be scanning (?) our brains and monitored our heart rate — would a reader of that information know we were just goofing off? Would what is read look like a person at play or a person at work? I really do wonder about that. Has this been done? Anyone know?
(I found the article here. Video.)
