Oh well. I think I played well, but today wasn’t perfect, and I was annoyed. For the most part I felt pretty good, even though the eyes were still not cooperating (perhaps I just need new music glasses?). But there was this one note … sigh … I hate it when it’s the “one note” thing. It ticks me off.
But really, the concert went well. Or at least the Debussy went well. I didn’t really hear everything else. And I thought our conductor, George Cleve, was great. He really just breathes Debussy, to be honest. It’s like it’s in his blood. (So I guess he “bleeds” Debussy, actually.)
So aside from “The Note” I’m happy, and I’m trying not to be annoyed with that. My mother and sister (hi, you two!) say they didn’t hear what I’m talking about … and I do think they were being honest.
It’s not all about me, after all.
OR IS IT?! 😉